When the brothers saw their little niece being taken away by their mother, they all followed her. Anyway, as long as they followed their mother, they would still have a chance to see such a cute little baby...
At this time, Dabao was sleeping peacefully in his grandma's arms.
He didn't know that he had been despoiled of his sister's favor just after he was born.
He Zhiran had been thinking about seeing his children, thinking that as long as he closed his eyes and recuperated, he would be fine soon.
Because she was too tired, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
He Ziming had been standing outside the house. He had already seen his mother when she came out holding Dabao.
As a master of gynecology, he has naturally seen many newborn children, but He Ziming felt that even excluding the blood relationship between him and the child, just from a spectator's perspective, his little nephew was the most beautiful among the newborns. One, no one.
At this moment, he still wanted to visit his eldest nephew, but his mother was always in his sister's delivery room. He was a person who attached great importance to rules. Even if it was his sister, he would characterize himself as a foreign man.
Therefore, He Ziming could only look eagerly in the direction of He Zhiran's door, hoping that his mother would come out quickly with her little nephew in her arms.
After waiting for a long time, the door finally opened.
Mrs. He walked out with Dabao in her arms with a loving look on her face.
He Ziming hurried forward to greet him.
"Mom, give me a hug, little one."
Mrs. He was not like Mrs. Mo. Although she was reluctant to give up, she still carefully sent Dabao to He Ziming's arms. At the same time, she did not forget to remind: "Be careful, you must be careful."
He Ziming would have been more careful without her mother's reminder. This was the baby her sister had suffered so much to give birth to, and she would still call him uncle when she could speak.
He Ziming held Dabao in his arms, his heart was so soft.
This is his little nephew!
The little nephew makes people feel warm just by looking at him!
"Mom, we are just enjoying ourselves. We haven't weighed our little nephew yet."
Mrs. He slapped her forehead.
"Look, I'm so confused. I'm just so happy that I've forgotten such an important thing."
The scale was prepared in advance and placed in the side room. The mother and son carefully put the dumplings on it.
Mrs. He's eyes were filled with surprise.
"It actually weighs six pounds. No wonder he looks so fat."
At this point, Mrs. He's eyes turned red again.
"It's really hard for Ran Ran..."
He Ziming held his little nephew with one hand and patted Mrs. He on the shoulder with the other.
"Everything has passed. I will help Ran Ran get better later. She will recover soon."
Mrs. He wiped the tears from her eyes and nodded: "Well, fortunately you are here."
Mo Jiuye also had the same idea. Fortunately, He Ziming was there.
He Zhiran was already panicking when he started. Under such circumstances, 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 see the child. He held He Zhiran's hand and stared at it tenderly, hoping that her body would recover quickly.
Mrs. Mo returned to her yard surrounded by a group of sons.
Mo Qing had already heard the good news, but it was a pity that he had limited mobility and could not wait outside the courtyard of Mo Jiuye's house like his sons.
But he was really anxious to see his 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 asked someone to make for him.
Perhaps because of the obsession and expectation in his heart, he actually stood up with the help of his crutches.
While delighted, he tried to move forward...
Originally, Mo Qing had no hope for his legs, but now he is satisfied that he can straighten them.
Although the ninth daughter-in-law has always said that he can stand up again, he knows his own body.
Although his legs had some feeling, they couldn't exert any strength at all. It could be said that they were extremely weak.
He didn't want to let his old wife worry about his impossible walking practice. Therefore, he had kept the crutches in his room for a month and he never thought of trying.
Mo Qing really worked hard to see his precious grandson and granddaughter today.
Although it was difficult, he managed to move out of the room.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw his old wife walking toward him with a baby in her arms, surrounded by a group of sons.
Mrs. Mo and her sons were shocked 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 clearly evident.
"Dad, can you stand up and walk?"
While he was talking, the two brothers were already supporting him on the left and right.
Mo Qing didn't have the intention to respond to his son's words at this time, and he didn't show off. He allowed his two sons to support him, but his eyes remained on the swaddle in his old wife's arms.
"Is this my grandson?"
Mrs. Mo was equally happy when she saw that Mo Qing could stand up.
She did not answer Mo Qing's question immediately, but asked: "Master, it's great that you can stand up."
"Dad, Mom, our Mo family is really blessed with double happiness. The nine younger siblings gave birth to two babies for the Mo family at once, and my father can stand up." The second brother said excitedly.
"The second brother is wrong. The ninth brother and sister gave birth to two children. It was a double blessing. Plus my father can stand up, it should be a triple blessing." The fifth brother reminded with a smile.
"Lao Wu is right, it is indeed the third happiness." The second brother knew that he had made a mistake and quickly corrected it.
Mo Qing became anxious when he saw mother and son singing in harmony while leaving him alone.
"Stop talking, you guys, show me your grandson first."
Only then did Mrs. Mo realize that she had brought her precious granddaughter back just to show Mo Qing.
She gave orders to her sons.
"Help your father back into the house first."
Mo Qing also knew that a newborn baby was afraid of the wind, so no matter how anxious he was to see it, he could only endure it.
After being helped back to the bed and sat down by her sons, Mrs. Mo also placed the second treasure next to him, and then gently lifted a corner of the quilt.
"This is our granddaughter, the younger sister of the two dolls."
Mo Qing stretched his head to take a look. The look of him urging him to see his grandson with harsh words just now disappeared instantly, and was replaced by eyes full of love.
"This doll is so beautiful, even more beautiful than our Hanyue."
"That's natural. The child's parents are both good-looking, so how could the child be so bad?"
Mo Qing became anxious when his old wife said this.
"Do you mean to say I'm ugly?" Back then, I was also very handsome, right?
Mrs. Mo was not to be outdone.
"You are neither ugly nor as good-looking as Jiuye, and I am not as beautiful as Ranran. Isn't that right?"
Mo Qing......
He couldn't refute this, because what his old wife said was true.
He shut up and continued looking at his precious granddaughter.
