That bastard.
Zheng Lanxiang couldn't help but roll her eyes in front of the children and swear: "What's it to me?"
She hung up the phone and saw the children staring at her with wide, piercing eyes. She choked for a moment, then glared at each of them: "You've all forgotten what you heard. Grandma was just too angry, that's why she yelled. You can't imitate that."
Heimei and Shuining exchanged a glance, seeing the smile in each other's eyes, and nodded knowingly: "Got it~"
"...Don't tell your mother about this when she comes back." Zheng Lanxiang deliberately lowered her voice, coaxing the two little ones into nodding repeatedly.
Jiang Shuyin is out running errands right now.
Jiang Jianli had no other relatives left, so he couldn't find anyone to share the good news with. He had just finished fighting with his ex-wife when he came to his daughter's place: "Your Aunt Huang gave birth to a little brother for you! Now your father can finally face your grandparents in the afterlife."
"..." Jiang Shuyin paused for two seconds: "Are you alright?"
Jiang Jianli was overjoyed, not recognizing the tone of her voice, and thinking it was his daughter's concern, he replied with a smile, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Let me tell you, I posted something on my WeChat Moments, and a lot of people are envious of me, your Aunt Huang..."
The software that comes pre-installed on the phone's personal account is similar to the old WeChat app, and people still call it Moments. Jiang Shuyin saw that Jiang Jianli was confused and didn't want to listen to him, so she hung up.
"Hey, she got that bad habit of her mother's, she hung up before I even finished speaking." Jiang Jianli made a round of calls in the corridor, and when he heard a baby crying in the ward, he quickly put his phone in his pocket and went inside to check. Sure enough, it was his own chubby little boy.
"It's so noisy. Hurry up and make him some formula, don't let him cry." Huang Li's hair was messy, her lips were whiter than her face, and she frowned, her tone very impatient.
"Yes, yes, yes." Jiang Jianli put the child in the stroller and took the bottle to open the formula box.
Seeing that he was about to put in the formula first, the postpartum nanny hired by the other patient kindly reminded him: "You have to put in the water first. The water temperature has to be right, 45 degrees is best. Your baby is a newborn, so try 30 ml first. Don't feed too much at once."
"Okay, okay, thank you." Jiang Jianli took these words as golden advice.
He went to the water room to get water and even asked the postpartum nanny to help him feel the baby's skin. When it was almost ready, he went to scoop out the formula to make the baby formula. The postpartum nanny could tell from his swaying posture that he had never taken care of a baby before.
Huang Li waited and waited, but when he finally brought the milk, she was so angry that she turned her head away and ignored him.
After finally managing to silence the child's crying, Jiang Jianli was kept busy and sweating profusely in the February heat.
The postpartum nanny had seen many couples and couldn't stand it anymore, so she suggested to them: "You should hire someone. You two don't seem to know how to take care of a baby. You can tell when the baby has eaten or pooped or when it cries. Who do you plan to take care of the baby in the future?"
She felt that the way the woman in this family spoke to the man didn't sound like a virtuous wife and loving mother.
Huang Li held her breath and said sharply, "You must ask me to come. I can't look after children."
Another new mother in the hospital bed said, "You can find one on Mama.cn. That's where I made my contact. Of course, it's not cheap."
The nanny stood upright, a smile on her face that was neither warm nor distant.
Huang Li glanced at Jiang Jianli and then glared at him.
Jiang Jianli had no choice; he had to go to work. Fortunately, the nanny's salary was cheaper than his, so he quickly contacted one who could come today, which earned him a kind look from Huang Li.
"Wah—wah—wah—" The baby bottle is empty.
The nanny hasn't arrived yet. Some people find the baby's crying pleasant, while others find it unbearable.
Huang Li had just given birth, and her hormone levels had plummeted, which was incredibly frustrating.
He raised his voice and yelled, "Jiang Jianli, what are you doing? Didn't you hear the child crying?"
The noise was so loud that it startled the baby in the next bed, who also started crying. The nanny picked the baby up and comforted her, and the baby's crying gradually subsided. The baby opposite was a girl who was very well-behaved. She was startled by Huang Li and woke up several times after falling asleep. This angered another mother who called her family to come and arrange for her discharge.
Jiang Jianli is one of those people who likes it when children cry.
My views are the same as my deceased mother's; I don't find it annoying at all, but I actually laugh happily.
He said, "It's good for a baby to cry when it's born; the louder the cry, the stronger it is."
Huang Li had had enough: "If you don't make him shut up, I'm going to stop breastfeeding!"
Jiang Jianli glanced at her, wondering where she got so angry. After checking that the baby hadn't urinated or defecated, he figured the baby was hungry. With the experience from last time, he prepared the formula much faster this time. As soon as he put the nipple in the baby's mouth, the baby stopped crying.
“He’s hungry, haha.” Jiang Jianli lay on the crib staring at his son. Suddenly, he thought of a name for the child and turned to Huang Li to discuss, “You can choose from the names the master calculated. Once you’ve chosen one, we’ll get the child’s birth certificate.”
As soon as Huang Li reached out, Jiang Jianli placed the phone in her hand.
"Wei Hong... Dong Ming, Zhou Cheng... Jiang Zhou Cheng?" Huang Li read it aloud, finding it neither pleasant nor impressive, and continued to choose: "...How about Jiang Long Yi?"
Jiang Jianli leaned over to take a look: "Is it too hard for kids to write in school?"
Huang Li rarely agreed and continued watching. Suddenly, Jiang Jianli pointed to one of them and asked, "How about Jiang Liquan?"
"So rustic."
After hesitating for a while, Huang Li suddenly asked, "Who named your daughter?"
"Her maternal grandfather asked an old man in the village who had attended a private school to invite her. The name is Jingnu Qishu, Yinyang Yintian, which means 'quiet and beautiful,' and he said it has a very good meaning." Jiang Jianli only remembered these two sentences, and when he read them aloud, he felt that he had become more cultured.
Huang Li gritted her teeth; she had to choose a good one for her child.
Even on the day she was discharged from the hospital, she still hadn't chosen a birth certificate, and Jiang Jianli urged her, "Hurry up, or should we just find one for now and change it later when we find a suitable one?"
Huang Li disagreed and started looking through the dictionary she had bought.
"Stop looking. Let's find another master. They're more cultured than us. Don't waste your time. Be careful with your eyes." Jiang Jianli was finally convinced.
After being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Jianli and Huang Li took the child to the Taoist temple in their hometown and handed over the child's birth date and time. The temple was small and indeed isolated from the world, so it naturally did not have a machine to collect mission points. Jiang Jianli brought some grain, oil, rice and flour. The master glanced at them and said, "That's fine."
In ancient times, Cao Zhi composed a poem in seven steps; today, a master can name a child in four steps.
"I've thought of four, you can choose one."
......
Huang Li and Jiang Jianli ultimately chose Jiang Lühe, which means "gentle breeze at the beginning of spring, harmony under heaven," a beautiful and grand meaning.
Both were very satisfied with the name and thanked the master again before leaving. The master stroked his beard, smiled faintly, and remained silent.
After returning home, with a postpartum nanny taking care of the baby, Jiang Jianli sat on the sofa drinking tea and carefully savoring the name, finding it more and more appealing with each pronunciation.
Knowing that his ex-wife wouldn't answer his calls, he even called Jiang Shuyin specifically: "Your brother's name is Jiang Luhe, Lu as in lawyer, He as in amiable, doesn't it sound nice?"
Jiang Shuyin silently read it over in her mind. It was indeed good, but judging from his posture, he was probably going to talk on and on. She raised her voice to interrupt him, "Just say what you want to say. I don't want to hear about other people's business."
Jiang Jianli thought to himself: This is what I called about.
Upon closer reflection, I realized there really was something: "Your mother isn't coming to the baby's one-month celebration, but you have to."
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