The usually stern and old-fashioned grandpa, Lin Huan, surprisingly gave advice on how to win over my future mother-in-law.
I was surprised and a little reluctant, "But Dumpling just got born. How can he be without ? I still need to breastfeed him."
"You can co to the attic to feed him on schedule. Are you afraid of the hassle? Don't you want a happy family?" Lin Huan's soul-piercing question made suddenly have a mont of enlightennt, as if my soul had been elevated.
They say grandparents are always fonder of the next generation!
With such a cute little grandson like Dumpling as an ace, the influence on Qing Li is bound to be multiplied!
I jumped over and gave Lin Huan a big hug, "Grandpa, you're so smart!! Muah!"
"You little rascal!" Lin Huan was caught between laughter and tears by my antics.
*
In front of the attic door.
I patted Dumpling's little head, "Little Dumpling, the heavy responsibility of maintaining our family harmony is in your hands now!"
"Ah!" Dumpling nodded with an air of understanding.
"Been standing here waiting for ? Aren't your legs tired? Where's Grandpa?" Yu Longting ca out of the attic, reaching out to hold Dumpling.
I twisted my body, not letting him get to Dumpling, "I'm not tired, you're not allowed to take my Dumpling. Grandpa went to work on sothing, did you finish chatting with... mother-in-law?"
"Mother-in-law~" Yu Longting chewed over these words, then saw right through , "Wife, sothing's off with you. Suddenly not letting hold Dumpling—are you using him to bribe Qing Li?"
"What Qing Li, that's our mom." I shalessly retorted to Yu Longting.
As the saying goes, as long as you have thick skin, you can grind an iron rod into a needle!
Yu Longting let out a clear and refreshing laugh, put his arm around my waist, and headed back into the attic, "Be careful of your warm face being t with cold unfriendliness, and working in vain to be the good person."
"Su Wan, what are you whispering to my son, stirring things up between and him?" Unluckily, Qing Li happened to overhear what Yu Longting said, and her cold gaze, full of anger, was directed at .
Yu Longting smiled, spreading his hands.
With a look that said he had already warned .
I really wanted to give Yu Longting a good punch—not only is he not helping, he's causing more trouble!
Damn it~
What use are n, if all they do is create chaos.
"Um... Dumpling was born, I thought I'd bring him over to show you." I cautiously moved closer to Qing Li.
Qing Li sneered disdainfully, "I don't even acknowledge my own son, why would I acknowledge his son?"
"Little Dumpling, this is grandma." I patted Dumpling's baby hair, teaching him.
Dumpling cooperatively reached out his little chubby hand towards Qing Li, babbling non-stop.
The frost on Qing Li's face deepened instead.
She stared dazedly at Dumpling's little hand and his not yet fully developed little face, "This little thing..."
"Ah?" I feigned ignorance, but I knew in my heart that Qing Li, just like Yu Rongling, judged a baby by appearance at first glance.
Qing Li must have gone through several reincarnations as a human—her emotional intelligence must be higher than Yu Rongling's.
No matter how much she clashes with , she wouldn't take it out on Dumpling.
Qing Li awkwardly asked, "Why is he... like this (not good looking)? Is he sick?"
"When I was pregnant, I had a difficult labor, took dicine to alleviate it, and as a result, he was born very small." I lowered my head, saying with a sigh, "It was because of the Vine Poison from last ti, which made eat a lot, hey?"
I hadn't finished speaking when Qing Li already grabbed Dumpling's little wrist, seemingly taking his pulse.
Qing Li took his pulse for a mont, her face as black as charcoal, "Ha, it must be that charlatan Qi Yaogang who prescribed the dicine for you."
"Yes, yes, mother-in-law, you truly are a divine doctor, just by taking a pulse, you know who treated ." Holding Dumpling with one arm, I raised my thumb with the other.
Qing Li's gaze on Dumpling turned incredibly gentle, "Have you breastfed him? Breastfeeding will help him recover faster."
"Not yet, Elder Qi gave a prescription, I drank it so it would be... convenient. But I haven't had ti to drink it yet." I blushed slightly, feeling a bit too shy to talk about this.
Qing Li's elegant brows knitted into a frown, displeased, "Can his dicine be trusted? Don't end up harming my grandson, where's that old guy's prescription? Let see!"
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