Chapter 203 Ji Fuying

June 8th came unexpectedly.

At that time, everyone was caught off guard by the sudden production surge.

When the news arrived in Yanjing, Zhong Fangqi and his wife, who had just been about to go to sleep, immediately lost their sleep.

For the first time, Zhong Fangqi lost his composure and asked Zhong Yan to video call him to see his granddaughter.

Ji Tanyuan was still under the effects of anesthesia and was fast asleep.

Zhong Yan turned on the video and pointed it at the insulated box.

The baby inside was fast asleep with its eyes closed, tiny and curled up in its swaddling clothes.

"My daughter, isn't she adorable?" Zhong Yan's voice came through the phone.

Zhou Yanyu laughed, "She's obviously a pretty girl."

Zhong Yan clicked his tongue, "Mom, that's a bit of an exaggeration. Now you're all wrinkled up like a monkey."

Zhong Fangqi put on his glasses and scolded him upon hearing this: "What nonsense are you talking about? You were even uglier than her when you were a child, and you still have the nerve to look down on her?"

Zhong Yan said, "Tan Yuan means that you are cultured, so you should name the child."

Originally, Ji Tanyuan had asked Zhong Yanqi, or her parents, since Ji Tanyuan wasn't good at Chinese, so she could only rely on these three people.

Sheng Wan told Zhong Yan to have his parents come, as the child's grandparents, they probably wanted to be involved.

When Zhong Fangqi learned of this, he actually picked up a dictionary and started reading.

The Zhong family has had no daughters for three generations; she is the only one.

Zhong Fangqi originally wanted to choose a unique name, but then he thought it was too casual.

After scrolling through the list again and again, I finally found a few names.

When Zhong Fangqi came out of the study early the next morning, Zhou Yanyu had already packed up. "I'm going to Shanghai. As for Mom and Dad, just tell them."

Zhong Fangqi was stunned. "I'm not going?"

Zhou Yanyu glanced at him and said, "You still have work to do."

Zhong Fangqi has work and can't go.

When Grandpa Zhong learned of the child's birth early in the morning, he was truly surprised, not expecting it to happen so quickly.

He already knew that Ji Tanyuan would let the child take the surname Ji, so he didn't express any opinion on the child taking the surname Ji this time, but his expression was still not good.

The old lady found it even more unacceptable: "The first child in the Zhong family has the surname Ji?"

Zhong Fangqi sighed and comforted him, "If you think about it from another perspective, at least you have something; otherwise, you wouldn't have anything at all."

The old lady snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter who you have a child with, why does it have to be with Ji Tanyuan?"

"He's already divorced! Why is he still clinging to this guy? Now he's living in Shanghai, what's the difference between that and him marrying into the family?"

Zhong Fangqi took the photos; they were several pictures of the child.

"Take a look."

"The baby is healthy. Since you've already given birth, there's no need to say anything else."

The two elderly people looked at the baby in the photo, next to a gold ingot.

With her aged, age-spotted hands, she slowly touched the photograph of the first little princess of the fourth generation, and Grandma Zhong's eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.

Looking at the child in the photo, so pure and innocent, an elderly person on the verge of death looking at a newborn will always have many feelings, especially when the child is related to them by blood.

This is a brand new life, and the child looks very healthy.

"Mom, this is the best outcome."

"No matter what you say, it's useless. The child's surname is Ji, and he is still Ayan's child. We haven't severed ties; he just takes his mother's surname."

Grandma Zhong fell silent for a moment, then managed to stammer, "Fang Qi, are you blaming me?"

Zhong Fangqi was about to leave when he heard this and looked at his mother. The old lady had aged over the years, and her hair had turned white. He sighed, "It's not your fault. The root cause is that the interests of the Ji and Zhong families have not been agreed upon. Even if you treat Ji Tanyuan like your own granddaughter, if the interests of the Ji family group are damaged, she will still turn her back on you."

These words were meant to comfort the mother, but they inadvertently broke the old lady's heart.

Her attitude doesn't determine anything.

Ultimately, the way to weigh the gains and losses is through the exchange of benefits at the table, and her attitude cannot determine that.

She was like someone abandoned by the old era, sitting alone at the table, even though they had long since changed tables.

She lowered her eyes and didn't speak again. Her concern for her family was unintentionally denied by her child, which was more heartbreaking than if it had been done intentionally.

The old man waved his hand, "Go ahead and get busy."

Zhong Fangqi didn't know what to say, so he leaned over and said, "Mom, young people think differently from us, but things are going well for them now, so please don't overthink it."

The old lady asked, "Can I see the child?"

Zhong Fangqi: "Yes, when the child gets older, Ayan will definitely come back to collect red envelopes."

The old lady didn't want to admit she regretted it, but she really felt bad. The little guy looked so cute, but now he's being raised in Hujiang, and she rarely gets to see him.

I want to see him, but I can't bring myself to do it.

Even her own grandson doesn't understand her, and he doesn't come back.

The other older woman lives in another city, and it's unclear when they'll be able to have children.

The younger one is even more useless; he went abroad and hasn't come back yet.

Other cousins ​​of the same age have already had two children.

For some reason, the old lady's spirits began to decline after that.

The old man stood up and said with emotion, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

Nowadays, the old house is guarded by security guards, caregivers, and nannies, and is coaxed and cared for. Stepping outside, there is a bustling alleyway and a park, which is no longer a gloomy and desolate atmosphere.

But it's still not as lively as when the descendants were around.

When Ji Tanyuan opened her eyes the next day, she was greeted by Zhong Yan, who was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed on the other sofa.

These past few days have been quite tiring for the two of them.

She blinked, and the caregiver next to her, seeing that she had woken up, asked her softly.

Zhong Yan opened his eyes upon hearing the noise and got up. "Awake?"

Ji Tanyuan raised her hand to touch her stomach, "Does it hurt?"

Ji Tanyuan raised her voice and said, "I woke up in pain." Ji Tanyuan said with some grievance.

Zhong Yan sighed, her eyes filled with heartache, and could only try to distract her: "But you can't touch it, do you want to see the baby?"

Ji Tanyuan nodded, then suddenly said, "Your birthday is coming soon."

Zhong Yan carefully took his daughter in his arms, raised an eyebrow, and said, "I've already received the best birthday present." His daughter looked especially small and cute in comparison to his tall stature.

Ji Tanyuan looked at the person in the swaddling clothes, but couldn't see clearly:

"Is she still ugly?"

Zhong Yan: "I'm not ugly anymore."

"We've come up with a few names, and we need to get a birth certificate. Which one do you want to choose?"

Ji Tanyuan glanced at the name on the tablet.

Each name originates from lofty aspirations, inspiring and inspiring stories, reflecting the high hopes placed on the little one.

She glanced at Zhong Yan. "You got this?"

Zhong Yan touched his nose; he certainly didn't have that kind of literary talent.

Ji Tanyuan chose the name Fuying from among all the names.

Swallows fill the eaves, while swans soar and fly high.