Chapter 1085 Can't Be Happy



Chapter 1085 Can't Be Happy

When Qiao Xing gave birth, Xiao Lin was also close to her due date.

However, Xiao Lin's belly wasn't showing any signs of labor at the time, and she didn't want to go to the hospital, so she just wanted to stay home and wait for the baby to be born.

Once she was at home, Yang Han didn't want to go anywhere else and stayed home with Xiao Lin.

Although neither of them showed up, Yang Han sent Qin Yi a large red envelope.

Qiao Xing laughed and said, "The red envelopes you gave the child are enough to buy her a villa. What are our little things compared to that?"

Yang Han said with some pride, "That's Lao Qin's own daughter. I'm practically her uncle. How could I be stingy with my own niece!"

Qiao Xing glanced at Yang Han's child and said, "He looks a lot like Yang Han, especially his nose and chin."

She asked Xiao Lin, "Was it a natural birth?"

Xiao Lin seems to be in good condition. If she had a C-section, the anesthesia would probably have worn off by now, and the wound would be very painful.

Just as Xiao Lin was about to say it was a natural birth, Yang Han interrupted, "Her due date was late, and the doctors all advised her to have a C-section, but she wouldn't listen. She insisted on waiting until her stomach started hurting before coming to the hospital. You have no idea how many times I've tried to persuade her at home."

Like Qiao Xing, Xiao Lin also had a difficult childbirth, which took almost all night to give birth.

I don't know if Yang Han took good care of her while she was in the womb, but the baby weighed nearly eight pounds when it was born.

Xiao Lin said, "I'm just worried that the recovery will be slow after a C-section, and I'll have to pay attention to this and that. I'll have to go back to work after the baby is a month old. If I really have to have surgery, it will take at least a year and a half of a relaxed recovery."

Xiao Lin is really career-oriented; even at a time like this, she's still thinking about how to work in the future.

Compared to him, Qiao Xing felt that he was actually having a bit of a "give up" mentality.

Before giving birth, I always thought about going back to work, but after the baby was born, all my thoughts were on the baby.

When Yang Han heard that she was going to work, she became anxious. "You're still thinking about work? The most important thing right now is to take care of your health. We're not short of money at home. We don't need you to work so hard."

"you……"

Xiao Lin wanted to say something, but Yang Hanyi said sternly, "I didn't say you have to go to work, but at least for the next three months, don't even think about working."

God knows how much Yang Han felt sorry for Xiao Lin when the nurse wheeled her out of the delivery room, seeing her so exhausted she was almost fainting.

It's only because the child is young. If the child were seven or eight years old, he would definitely stand in front of the child and scold him. He doesn't care about his mother at all, letting her keep him up all night.

Yang Han was stubborn, and Xiao Lin was too lazy to argue with him.

Xiao Lin knew that Yang Han was just saying it for show, and that he would soften his heart after she said a few nice words to him.

Qiao Xing and Qin Ce found it quite interesting to watch the two talking.

Qiao Xing touched the baby's face and said, "This baby is so fair and tender. Xiao Lin must have had a very difficult time giving birth to him. You should be secretly happy to have such a cute son."

Xiao Lin looked at her child and couldn't help but smile.

But Yang Han was not happy at all.

He wanted a daughter, and he had even thought that if he had a daughter and Qin Ce had a son, they could arrange a marriage between them.

But now, he has a son on his side, and Qin Ce has a daughter on his side. He figured that, given Qin Ce's temper, there was no way he would agree.

Yang Han and Qin Ce have been brothers for many years, and no one understands Qin Ce better than him.

Although Qin Ce appeared calm after having a daughter, he knew that he was secretly overjoyed.

Looking at Yang Han's expression, Qiao Xing jokingly asked, "What's wrong? Judging from your expression, you don't like your son?"

Yang Han glanced at Xiao Lin subconsciously, afraid that she might misunderstand, and hurriedly explained, "Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense! That's my child, how could I not like him!"

After speaking to Qiao Xing, he hurriedly said to Xiao Lin, "Wife, please don't overthink it. Whether it's a daughter or a son, as long as they are our children, I will love them dearly and will never intentionally favor one over the other!"

Xiao Lin wasn't angry. "We can only have one son or one daughter. If you really prefer a daughter, there's nothing I can do about it."

"No, no, a son is fine too. Even if you want to have another child later, I won't agree. It's too much suffering!"

Yang Han put on a fawning smile again.

He was telling the truth; although he did indeed prefer his daughter to his son.

But this child was also born after Xiao Lin carried him for ten months and risked her life to bring him into the world. He was his own flesh and blood, so how could he not love him?

Yang Han gave Qin Ce's daughter a large red envelope, and Qin Ce reciprocated by giving Yang Han's son a generous gift in return.

Yang Han was overjoyed. Looking at his son, he thought to himself that his son had inherited his and Xiao Lin's genes, and when he grew up, he would definitely be a handsome guy, a good match for Qin Ce's daughter.

However, he estimated that Qin Ce would not agree to this. When he had time, he would go and talk to Qiao Xing. She was easier to talk to than Qin Ce and would definitely agree.

When Qiao Xing and Qin Ce returned home, they saw Grandpa Qin sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

Qiao Xing and Qin Ce exchanged a glance and walked over, only to find that Er'er in the cradle had her eyes open, looking curiously at the outside world.

Qiao Xing looked around the living room and whispered to Qin Ce, "Where's the nanny?"

Little did she know that her voice woke up Grandpa Qin.

Grandpa Qin suddenly woke up, and the first thing he did upon opening his eyes was to check on the child.

Qiao Xing quickly helped him up, "Grandpa, please take it easy."

Grandpa Qin only came to his senses when he saw Qiao Xing and Qin Ce. "When did you two get back?"

"Just got back," Qiao Xing said.

Grandpa Qin said regretfully, "Xiao Zhang went out to buy groceries. I was worried the child would wake up and cry, so I've been watching over him. Who knew he'd fall asleep? Really..."

Qiao Xing knew that Grandpa Qin was blaming himself, so she quickly comforted him, "It's okay, Grandpa. Ah, Er'er is very good, she didn't cry."

Er'er has probably been awake for a while, and she looks particularly energetic.

Qiao Xing picked up the child and said to Qin Ce, "I'll carry the child upstairs first. You help Grandpa inside to rest for a while. Grandpa is tired too."

Qin Ce nodded.

When Grandpa Qin returned to his room, he still asked Qin Ce with concern, "You said I fell asleep just now, will Xin Xin blame me for not watching the child properly?"

Qin Ce said helplessly, "Don't overthink it. Qiao Xing isn't that kind of person, and the child is fine. Why would she blame you?"

It's no wonder that Grandpa Qin would overthink things. Ever since he had his great-granddaughter, he's always heard those old folks outside gossiping about their families.

Some say they dislike the older generation for not taking good care of the children, while others say they want to live separately because they feel it's inconvenient to live with their parents after having children.

In any case, there are obvious differences in many things.

When Grandpa Qin heard about these things, he also began to worry.

Qin Ce thought he was overthinking things, but after all, he was getting old, so it was normal for him to overthink.

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