eurekapd Chapter 1855 Congratulations on the birth of your daughter—Mu Huanrong!
Chapter 1855 Congratulations on the birth of your daughter—Mu Huanrong!
Inside the ward, Qin Ruobai was at a loss for words to describe her feelings. She was moved by her husband's thoughtfulness and affection, and touched by the Bai family's consideration.
"Grandma... I... thank you, Uncle..."
"Silly child, thank you, we're all family!" Grandma smiled, wiping away her granddaughter's tears with her sleeve. "Don't cry anymore, you should smile more. Crying during your postpartum period can hurt your eyes and your body. Let Grandma take a good look at our little great-granddaughter!"
Qin Ruobai then tried to stop crying and followed her grandmother's gaze to the tiny figure in the crib.
Tang Qingshuang stood up, walked around the hospital bed, leaned close, and carefully examined the child, her cloudy old eyes sparkling with bright light.
"Look at that little nose and mouth, so neat! Just like you when you were little!" Grandma's voice was low, full of joy. "And those eyebrows and eyes, they're just like Haitang's when she was little, with her spirited air..."
When Tang Qingshuang mentioned her daughter Bai Haitang, her voice paused slightly and became hoarse, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper sense of relief.
"Baby, your mother in heaven must have seen everything! She's been watching over you and your daughter, making sure you're safe! Xiang Nan told me everything that happened yesterday. Knowing how brave you were and how you gave birth to such a wonderful baby, she's so proud of you!"
The grandfather and grandson held hands tightly, their eyes focused on the sleeping, hopeful little life.
The crabapple blossoms by the bedside bloomed quietly, filling the air with fragrance.
The departed white crabapple remains, its fragrance and memories bearing witness to the elderly grandmother's profound love, expressed through her long journey.
This simple yet profound family bond is all the more precious on an autumn morning.
Outside the ward, the corridor, though not as crowded as yesterday, was still bustling with activity and concern.
Li Xiangnan stood at the door, very grateful to Xu Qiluo and Ye Heng, the couple who had rushed over.
"Xiao Xu, Xiao Ye, I really owe you all a debt of gratitude yesterday! If it weren't for your quick reactions, timely handling, and protecting Ruobai to get to the hospital in time, what would have happened... I really can't imagine! There were so many things to do yesterday, I haven't had a chance to properly thank you, and I've been thinking about it ever since!"
Xu Qiluo quickly waved her hand, her face still showing lingering fear and excitement. "Grandmaster, please don't say that! This is what we should do. Ruobai is my master, if I don't protect her, who else should I protect!"
She spoke lightly, without taking any credit for herself. As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly pushed the large cloth bag she had brought over, "Master, take a look quickly, we went to the supply and marketing cooperative and the department store early this morning!"
Ye Heng chuckled and chimed in, "We all thought it was a boy, so we prepared mostly blue and green clothes and blankets for him. Turns out it's a girl! We rushed out this morning to get some pink and red ones, and even some floral bibs!"
Looking at the baby supplies that had clearly been hastily purchased, Li Xiangnan felt a warm glow in his heart and smiled, "It's really kind of you to make another trip. Actually, they're quite usable; a lot of the baby's items are neutral! You're too kind!"
“That’s different!” Xu Qiluo said seriously, “Our little princess needs to wear something bright and festive! Isn’t that right, Ye Heng?”
"Yes, yes, Qi Luo is right!" Ye Heng laughed heartily, unconditionally supporting his wife.
As the three were chatting and laughing, a familiar laugh came from the other end of the corridor.
Then I saw my mother, Zhu Qiuju, and my grandmother-in-law, Jiang Guiying, walking side by side, each carrying a thermos and a food box, clearly having prepared plenty of nourishing soup.
To Li Xiangnan's surprise, behind them was an elderly woman with a graceful demeanor, a relaxed gait, and a joyful expression.
It was none other than the matriarch of the Song family, Yu Jingran, Song Yi's grandmother.
Li Xiangnan hurriedly stepped forward: "Mom, Grandma, you're here!"
She quickly greeted Yu Jingran, "Grandma Song, you're here too? I really don't know what to say!"
Zhu Qiuju chuckled and playfully punched her son, explaining, "Your Grandma Song called home early this morning, asking about Ruobai and the child's condition with great concern. She was overjoyed and insisted on coming over to see them!"
Yu Jingran smiled kindly and took Li Xiangnan's hand affectionately. "Xiangnan, how could I not come to such a joyous occasion! Song Yi was so excited when she got back yesterday that she couldn't sleep all night. She kept talking to me about how cute Xiaobao is. I was so eager to come last night!"
She paused, then emphasized, "Besides, the Li and Song families are old friends. You're like my own child, and Xiaobao is a great-grandson. It's absolutely only right that I come to visit!"
The old man spoke gently, with an undeniable warmth and genuine affection.
Looking at the two elders in front of him, Li Xiangnan was filled with emotion.
Jiang Guiying, Yu Jingran, and the Qin and Song families, two influential family elders in Yanjing City, gathered here because of him and Ruobai. He felt honored by this friendship, and at the same time, an overwhelming longing quietly crept into his heart.
If Grandma could be here and see her great-granddaughter, what a perfect scene that would be.
Four generations living under one roof.
The elders of the four families—Li, Mu, Qin, and Song—gathered together.
Unfortunately, Grandma's whereabouts remain a mystery to this day, and this reunion is ultimately incomplete, leaving behind an irreparable regret.
Thinking of this, Li Xiangnan's eyes dimmed slightly.
Although he tried his best to hide it, the perceptive Yu Jingran still caught it. She sighed softly, her gaze seemingly able to pierce through time.
"Xiang Nan, you and Ruo Bai are such good friends, and now the child is safe and healthy. Grandma is so happy! If Huan Ying could see this scene today, she would be the happiest and most joyful person. Everyone is happy!"
These words struck a chord with Li Xiangnan. He swallowed hard and nodded silently.
"Aunt Yu is right. We all look forward to the moment when his grandmother can return and see his great-granddaughter in person!"
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting a bit sentimental, Zhu Qiuju immediately picked up the conversation and then quickly changed the subject, asking Ruobai how well she rested last night, whether she had enough breast milk, and how many times the little one had pooped.
Li Xiangnan's mood was immediately brought back to normal by the busy questions.
Just as warmth resurfaced amidst the trivialities, a young nurse hurried over, carrying a bouquet of flowers that looked completely different from the begonia in the room.
"Director!" the young nurse said with a smile, "A colleague downstairs at the service desk just now asked us to bring this bouquet up to you! Congratulations on your... oh, no, on your daughter's birth!"
The young nurse clearly didn't quite understand the concept of "birthing a daughter," and her explanation was somewhat hesitant.
Li Xiangnan was stunned for a moment, and the people around him were also confused. He reached out and took the bouquet.
This is a bouquet of baby's breath in excellent condition, paired with vibrant carnations and several budding lilies. It is clearly valuable, and the wrapping is very exquisite.
Li Xiangnan was filled with doubt. In this day and age, almost no one sent flowers, and such a gesture was too formal, only appearing on high-end occasions.
I've already given all the gifts I needed to give to the relatives and colleagues who came yesterday! Who would send such formal flowers at this time?
"Did the person who sent the flowers leave their name?" Li Xiangnan asked as he searched for a card in the bouquet.
"Yes, I think so!" The nurse nodded. "That comrade said the signature was on the card!"
Li Xiangnan picked up the bouquet and rubbed it among the flowers, quickly finding a hard card.
The card is simple and elegant, with only one line of neat and powerful penmanship on it.
His pupils contracted sharply when his gaze fell on the signature.
He was frozen in place, as if his whole body had been immobilized.
On the pristine white card, it was clearly written:
Congratulations on the birth of your daughter! May mother and baby be healthy and well!
—Mu Huanrong