As Situ Xin walked over, Old Madam Loo also approached the nurse, her face beaming with a smile as she said, "Oh, my little grandson, come to grandma for a hug." Although Old Madam Loo also wished for a granddaughter in her heart, she felt pretty good about having a grandson. Old Madam Loo hugged her little grandson with great fondness, and then, lifting her head with a hint of reproach, she said to Loo Jianxin, "Jianxin, what are you doing? There's no difference between a son and a daughter. I think my little grandson is just fine. Look at him, just as beautiful as Baibai was when he was born."
Situ Xin, looking at her little brother in Old Madam Loo's arms, who hadn't yet opened his eyes but was nonetheless chubby and pale, couldn't help but extend a finger to gently poke his little face. Then, with joy written all over her face, she turned to her uncle Loo Jianxin and said, "Uncle, look how cute my little brother is."
