Qiao Mai returned with a bowl of egg custard and saw Ling'er lying on Shopkeeper Lu's shoulder, nibbling on her fingers and smiling.
It's good that she didn't cry. With so many people around, she was worried Ling'er might be scared.
Sitting next to Shopkeeper Lu, Qiao Mai was about to take Ling'er, saying, "Eat. I'll feed her."
"We're almost done eating. I'll hold her while you feed her."
Ling'er, born at the beginning of the second lunar month, was over nine months old. When she saw the bowl, she was so excited that she reached out to be carried.
"Good girl, the bowl is hot. Let's blow on it before you eat."
Using a spoon, Qiao Mai blew on a spoonful of egg custard, and Shopkeeper Lu looked at her with a smile.
"Let's give her a name," She suggested.
Qiao Mai thought for a moment. "Since she's so lively, let's call her Ling'er for now. Come, Ling'er, have some egg custard."
