"It's my fault. I came too late. I should have been with you."
Mo Tingzhu looked at her weak appearance, and as he spoke, his throat choked with sobs and he actually started crying.
Tang Wan wanted to raise her hand to wipe his tears, but she didn't have the strength. Mo Tingzhu turned his back with his mouth corners down and wiped his tears.
Then he turned around, squatted beside the bed and held her hand: "Wanwan, you have suffered."
"I've suffered, so I should be the one crying. Why are you crying?" She curled her eyes and couldn't hide her smile.
"Isn't it enough that I feel sorry for you? Why are you mocking me? Is it wrong for me to feel sorry for you?"
He is already in his twenties now, and unexpectedly, after some exercise, his cheeks have gained some soft flesh, which makes them puffy and looks a bit cute.
"That's right, you are the best, Tingzhu. What have you been doing these days?" Tang Wan was really curious. After all, he hadn't been back for so many days.
"Well, it's a secret. I'll tell you later. Do you want to see our child?" He quickly changed the subject and brought up the child.
"Well, okay." Although Tang Wan felt a little regretful, she also wanted to see her child.
Mo Tingzhu quickly asked someone to bring the child over.
Perhaps because he was well raised, this child was not born wrinkled like other children.
On the contrary, his skin is white, and when he is asleep, he looks like a little glutinous rice dumpling, which is very adorable.
Mo's mother hurried over from the farm, without even having time to rest, and her feet were covered in mud.
She rushed in and saw that her grandson had been born. She felt so happy.
She quickly snatched the child from Mo Tingzhu's arms: "Oh, grandma's darling, you are so cute."
The little cutie is so adorable and chubby.
"He looks chubby, just like your father when he was a kid."
The couple looked at each other, and Mo Tingzhu couldn't hold back and laughed out loud first.
"You little bastard, what are you laughing at?" Mother Mo was angry.
"To answer my mother, there is still a piece of vegetable leaf on your head." Mo Tingzhu said as he couldn't help laughing.
"You silly boy, why don't you help me pick it up?" Mother Mo said as she gently kicked his calf.
After adoring the child, she turned to Tang Wan and said, "Wan Wan, you've worked hard. If you want anything, just tell Ting Zhu. As long as you don't want the stars and the moon in the sky, your mother will get it for you."
"No need, mother. I have everything I need."
"Then I'll give you my head ornaments. Although they are gorgeous, they are all suitable for young girls. Take them all."
"Mother, I'd better not take away what others like." Tang Wan politely refused. After all, she knew how much Mo's mother liked those headgear. She usually treasured them so much that she wouldn't even let her look at them.
"Why, you don't like it?" Mo's mother pretended to be angry.
"No, no, it's just that it's something that mother loves. If mother really wants to give it to you, you can give it to me with something else."
"You are always so considerate. Well, mother has plenty of things, so I'll give you more. You can buy whatever you want. If you don't have enough money, just tell me."
"Yes, thank you, mother."
Mother Mo warned Mo Tingzhu, "You must be nice to your princess. She is weak. If you dare to do anything stupid right now, I will break your legs."
"Mother, is this how I look to you?" Mo Tingzhu said with a cold face, which looked fierce and aggrieved.
"You've done too many bad things in the past. These days, you should ask His Majesty for leave and stay home with Wanwan."
"Of course. Anyway, there's nothing important going on in the court right now. I can just tell the emperor's uncle."
"Okay, okay, you can figure it out yourself. Have you named the child yet?"
"Not yet, Mother."
"How about calling her Chengde? It's a good name." Mo's mother was full of joy, as if she had already seen the little girl calling her grandma in the future.
Mo Tingzhu pretended to be angry: "Mother, I am his father, so I should be the one to choose a name. I want to name him."
Mother Mo just cursed him as a brat, but didn't refuse him. She let the nurse take the child away and sighed, "Okay, you can take it yourself. I also need to share this news with my friends, and it's time to prepare the invitations."
While she was thinking, she left in a hurry.
Tang Wan pulled his sleeve and asked, "What are you going to name him?"
Mo Tingzhu scratched his head and smiled, "You're silly! You're lying to your mother. Of course, you should choose the name. You're his mother, and you're related to him by blood, so you're naturally the most qualified to choose the name."
Tang Wan teased him deliberately: "Is it okay if the child has my last name?"
Mo Tingzhu was a little distressed: "It's not impossible, but I have to hide it from mother, otherwise she will definitely skin me alive."
"I'm kidding. You're his father, so naturally he should take your surname." Otherwise, what if I don't love him in the future?
She had seen some men marry into a woman's family but look down on her. The sons they gave birth to took the woman's surname, and the men completely ignored the children or even refused to acknowledge them.
Although Mo Tingzhu is not such a person, just in case, it is better to take his surname, which will save a lot of trouble.
"I've made up my mind, let's call him Mo Jinheng." I hope he can live a life of luxury and never have to worry about food and clothing.
Have perseverance and persistence.
Be a man who is like his father after he has reformed.
"What a nice name. What's your nickname?"
"Nickname? In the past, in the countryside, there was a saying that humble names are easier to raise. How about, Da Niu?"
Mo Tingzhu: "Ah?"
Tang Wan blinked and bit her thumb: "Isn't this a bad name?"
"It's not that bad, um..." Mo Tingzhu was thinking about how to refuse more tactfully so as not to hurt her feelings.
"Then it's decided. The child's nickname will be Daniu."
Mo Tingzhu mourned for his child in silence, "My child, your father has already fought for you, but this is the name your mother gave you, you should like it."
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"Oh, you don't know how amazing my daughter-in-law is. The royal family has only one son for three generations, and she finally had a chubby, fair-skinned boy. He looks so blessed."
"Old sister, I never thought you would be the first among us to have a grandchild. It's completely different from what we expected."
"Yeah, yeah, I thought you would be the last one."
Hearing this, the pride on Mo's mother's face became even greater. That's not right.
Who dares to mock her nowadays?
Who dares to say that she will never have a grandchild in her lifetime? That's a slap in the face, right?!
cut.
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