Chapter 469 Three Joys
When the brothers saw their niece being carried away by her mother, they all followed. After all, as long as they followed their mother, they would have another chance to see such a cute little baby...
At this time, Dabao was sleeping peacefully in his grandmother's arms.
He didn't know yet that his sister had taken away his love as soon as he was born.
He Zhiran was always thinking about seeing his two children, and thought that as long as he closed his eyes and rested, he would be fine soon.
Because she was too tired, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
He Ziming had been waiting outside the house. He had seen his mother carrying Dabao out just now.
As an expert in gynecology, he had naturally seen many newborn babies, but He Ziming felt that even if he ignored his blood relationship with the child, and only looked at it from an outsider's perspective, his little nephew was the best-looking of all the newborns, no doubt about it.
At this moment, he also wanted to go see his eldest nephew, but his mother had been in his sister's delivery room. He was a man who attached great importance to rules, and even though it was his own sister, he regarded himself as an outsider.
Therefore, He Ziming could only stare towards He Zhiran's door, hoping that his mother would come out quickly with her nephew.
After waiting for a long time, the door finally opened.
Mrs. He came out with Dabao in her arms, a loving look on her face.
He Ziming hurried forward.
"Mom, let me hold the little one."
Mrs. He was not like Mrs. Mo. Although she was reluctant, she still carefully sent Dabao to He Ziming's arms, and at the same time reminded him: "Be careful, you must be careful."
He Ziming would have been more careful even without his mother's reminder. This was the baby her sister had suffered so much to give birth to, and he would have to call him uncle after he could speak.
He Ziming held Dabao in his arms, his heart softening.
This is his little nephew!
This little nephew warms your heart at first sight!
"Mom, we were so busy having fun that we haven't even weighed our nephew yet."
Mrs. He slapped her forehead.
"Look, I'm so confused. I was so happy that I forgot something so important."
The scale was prepared in advance and placed in the side room. The mother and son carefully placed the little dumpling on it.
Mrs. He's eyes were full of surprise.
"It actually weighs six kilograms. No wonder it looks so fat."
When she said this, Mrs. He's eyes became red again.
"It's really hard for Ranran..."
He Ziming held his little nephew in one hand and patted Mrs. He's shoulder with the other.
"Everything is over. I will help Ranran recuperate later. She will recover soon."
Mrs. He wiped the tears from her eyes and nodded: "Well, thank goodness you are here."
Mo Jiuye had the same idea, fortunately He Ziming was there.
When He Zhiran just started, he was already panicking. In that situation, he really didn't know whether he could successfully complete the caesarean section.
He didn't want to do anything now, and he didn't even have the desire to look at the child. He held He Zhiran's hand and gazed at her tenderly, just hoping that her body would recover quickly.
Mrs. Mo was surrounded by a group of sons and returned to her yard.
Mo Qing had already heard the good news, but unfortunately he was not able to move around easily and could not wait outside Mo Jiuye's house like his sons.
But he was really anxious to see his little grandson and granddaughter.
Therefore, after making up his mind, he tried to walk for the first time using the crutches that his ninth daughter-in-law had asked someone to make for him.
Perhaps it was because of the obsession and expectation in his heart, he actually stood up with the help of crutches.
While feeling happy, he tried to move forward...
Originally, Mo Qing had never had much hope for his legs, but now he is very satisfied to be able to straighten them.
Although Jiu'er's daughter-in-law always said that he could stand up again, he knew the condition of his own body well.
Although he had some feeling in his legs, he had no strength at all and they were extremely weak.
He didn't want to burden his wife with the trouble of practicing the impossible walking method, so the crutches had been placed in the room for a month and he had never thought of trying to walk.
In order to see his precious grandson and granddaughter today, Mo Qing really tried his best.
Although it was very difficult, he still managed to move out of the room.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw his wife walking towards him with a baby in her arms, surrounded by a group of sons.
Mrs. Mo and her sons were all stunned when they saw him standing at the door with crutches.
Mo Junrui and Mo Yunfeng ran over almost at the same time.
The joy in their eyes was evident.
"Dad, can you stand up and walk now?"
As they were talking, the two brothers had already supported him on the left and right.
Mo Qing had no mind to respond to his son's words at this moment. He did not try to be stubborn and let his two sons support him, but his eyes were always fixed on the swaddling clothes in his wife's arms.
“Is this my grandson?”
Mrs. Mo was also delighted to see Mo Qing able to stand up.
She did not answer Mo Qing's question immediately, but asked in return: "Master, it's great that you can stand up."
"Dad, Mom, our Mo family is really blessed with double happiness. My ninth brother's wife gave birth to two babies for the Mo family at once, and my dad can also stand on his feet." The second brother said excitedly.
"Second brother is wrong. Ninth brother's wife gave birth to two children, which is a double blessing. Add to that the fact that father can stand up, so it should be a triple blessing." Fifth brother reminded with a smile.
"Old Five is right, it is indeed a triple blessing." The second brother realized that he had made a slip of the tongue and quickly corrected it.
Seeing that the mother and son were in unison and left him aside, Mo Qing became anxious.
"Stop talking, all of you. Show me your grandson first."
Only then did Mrs. Mo realize that she had brought her precious granddaughter back home just to show her to Mo Qing.
She gave orders to her sons.
"Help your father back into the house first."
Mo Qing also knew that newborn babies were afraid of the wind, so even if he was anxious to see it, he had to endure it.
After being helped back to the bed by his sons, Mrs. Mo placed Erbao next to him and gently lifted a corner of the quilt.
"This is our granddaughter, the younger of the two children."
Mo Qing stretched his head to look, and the stern look in his eyes that had just urged him to see his grandson disappeared in an instant, replaced by eyes full of love.
"This doll is so pretty, even prettier than our Hanyue."
"Of course. The child's parents are both good-looking, so how could the child be bad?"
Mo Qing became anxious when he heard his wife say this.
"Do you mean I'm ugly?" Back then, I was also very handsome, right?
Madam Mo was not to be outdone.
"You're not ugly, but you're not as pretty as Jiuye, and I'm not as pretty as Ranran. Isn't that right?"
Mo Qing...
He couldn't refute this because what his wife said was true.
He shut up and continued looking at his precious granddaughter.
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