The little guy, who did not know that he had been born too heavy, causing his family status to drop rapidly, was acutely aware of a hint of danger. He could not help but shiver in his sleep and kick his little feet hard.
Although Uncle Zhang did not stay with Huo Chenhuan and the others to wait for the birth of the child, he did not sleep much the entire night.
When the sky turned bright in the morning, he received a call from Huo Chenhuan. After Uncle Zhang's joy, he immediately got someone to stew a large pile of light soup and water. It was delivered to the two of them at eight or nine o'clock.
Huo Chenhuan was busy feeding Su Yayan porridge. Uncle Zhang and Zheng Qianyang were discussing softly around the little baby in the crib.
"The young master has Young Madam's eyes and mouth."
"His nose is similar to Chenhuan's, but the shape of his face looks a little like brother-in-law's."
