"The boy weighs seven pounds and eight ounces and is very handsome. Xiaoyu instructed that Zhou Ning must be the first to see him."
He Shancun said this as he leaned in, explaining to the old man how smoothly everything had gone while showing off photos and videos of his son. The old patriarch was overjoyed and waved Zhou Xiaojun over in a hurry.
"Go to my room and get the paper money for Shancun. Let him write his name on it himself, and then go to the crossroads to burn it. You must tell your parents and family about this so they can also bless the child's safety."
He Shancun was stunned for a moment, his mouth stretched into a tearful smile, clearly moved by the old man's concern. Without wasting any more words, he quickly went to get the paper money with Zhou Xiaojun.
The old man gave Zhou Ning a look.
