Chapter 685 - Chapter 685: Chapter 685:1 Give Birth to One, Two, Three
Chapter 685: Chapter 685:1 Give Birth to One, Two, Three
A longevity lock, a small gold bracelet, and zodiac pendants with red cords woven through gold beads—a variety of items, all very generous.
“When Little Yi’an had his full-moon celebration, I asked you what gift I should give your sister-in-law, and you told me the custom here is to give gold jewelry,” Lin Gantang innocently pointed to the items in her hand, “Is there any problem? Which one isn’t made of gold?”
Ye Qiuqiu winced, “It would have been fine if you just gave one.”
“Everything looked so pretty, I just picked them all,” said Lin Gantang.
“But with this…” Ye Qiuqiu felt helpless, “it’s really too extravagant.”
Lin Gantang motioned toward the baby on the bed, “Who is this?”
Ye Qiuqiu was momentarily confused, “My daughter, who else?” Do I not know who she is?
Lin Gantang corrected herself, “This is my goddaughter. Do you have a problem with me giving my goddaughter some gifts?”
Ye Qiuqiu was at a loss for words.
Looking at the full-moon gifts in her hands and feeling a headache coming on, Ye Qiuqiu said, “Gantang, with this way of giving, when it’s your kid’s full moon, if I repay the gifts in kind, I’ll be broke.”
Lin Gantang raised an eyebrow, “I’ll have one or two more kids, and if you’re not afraid of bankruptcy, just repay in kind.”
Ye Qiuqiu was stopped dead in her tracks.
“Didn’t your other classmates and friends come?” Lin Gantang looked around.
Ye Qiuqiu had no choice but to accept the gifts, saying, “Everyone’s busy with their own things; they didn’t come.”
Just then, the baby woke up, her little hands and feet moving gently. Ye Qiuqiu checked the diaper and, noticing a stinky smell, went to get a fresh one to change.
She skillfully wiped the baby’s bottom, applied diaper cream, and put on a new diaper.
Lin Gantang watched Ye Qiuqiu, who had no makeup on, her face fuller and her mid-length hair casually half-tied up, wearing simple, loose homewear.
She remembered Ye Qiuqiu liked to wear high-waisted black skinny jeans because she said they made her legs look thin and long; liked knee-length dresses because they made her look young so she could pretend to be a little fairy; loved beautiful jewelry because it lifted her mood.
“You’ve cut your hair much shorter. Your long straight hair used to look so good,” Lin Gantang, resting her chin in her hand, watched her dress the baby in little pants.
“I just cut it. Feels much easier to deal with,” Ye Qiuqiu, lifting the baby into her arms, asked, “Do you want to hold her?”
Of course, Lin Gantang took the child, who had the scent of milk and was soft to the touch.
“You’re quite adept at this,” said Ye Qiuqiu, surprised.
“I got the hang of it from holding Little Yi’an. You should see Yanqing with a baby—that’s what you call skilled,” Lin Gantang said with a laugh.
In the blink of an eye, they went from exchanging notes on homework in the classroom to discussing marriage and children. Ye Qiuqiu was amazed at how quickly time passed and suggested, “Let’s take a walk outside. It’s stuffy sitting in the house for so long.”
In the living room, Mrs. Chen was entertaining a group of relatives who had come for the full-moon celebration. Ye Qiuqiu and Lin Gantang went downstairs, planning to let Mrs. Chen know.
They hadn’t finished descending the stairs when they already heard the lively conversation in the living room.
“My Tingting didn’t even have a banquet when she had her full moon, the Chens really treasure their granddaughter.”
Mrs. Chen was a bit unhappy when she heard this, “What kind of talk is that? It’s not like my family lacks the money for a banquet. What, just because it’s a girl we shouldn’t bother with it? She’s a treasure of the Chen family too.”
Her aunt, seeing Mrs. Chen’s reaction being so strong, said resentfully, “I was just saying, why are you getting so upset? Where’s Qianqian? Bring her here for us to see.”
Mrs. Chen saw Ye Qiuqiu and was about to ask her for the child when she noticed Lin Gantang following behind. A big smile spread across her face, “Gantang? Your classmate’s name is Gantang, right?”
“Right, auntie, I’m Gantang,” Lin Gantang responded with a smile.
“You’ve grown up to be even more beautiful, and you’re so thoughtful to come see Qiuqiu in person,” Mrs. Chen warmly pulled her into the living room.
Lin Gantang, seeing the living room full of aunties and grannies, instantly felt numbness in her scalp.