In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 932 - 937: Choosing a Nickname

Chapter 932: Chapter 937: Choosing a Nickname

Having heard that Shen Dongmei had abundant breast milk, Su Pan’er also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good, let it be her! Mother, remember to find her a couple of sets of clothes after she has eaten. Her garments look terribly thin."

"Don’t worry! I am not that kind of harsh person!"

Mrs. Su-Hua said joyfully, and then brought up what Patriarch Su had suggested earlier, "Earlier, father said that the child was still young and didn’t need a formal name yet. However, we can first give her a lowly name, which will make it easier to take care of her. Do you see any suitable names?"

This was indeed something to consider.

Su Pan’er thought for a moment, "The formal name can wait until we hear Qin Yi’s thoughts. As for the nickname, mother, can you please ask grandfather if he has any names in mind?"

And indeed, he had!

Mrs. Su-Hua was smiling so much that her eyes could hardly be seen, "Your grandfather has thought of several nicknames already, pondering and then shaking his head, saying that he wants to leave the choice to you. I sneaked away for a moment and brought the nicknames your grandfather had thought of; see which one suits her?"

While speaking, Mrs. Su-Hua handed Su Pan’er a piece of paper.

On the paper were many nicknames, some with erased marks, showing they had been considered a long time—a clear sign of grandfather’s handwriting!

Su Pan’er recognized it clearly and joined in the laughter; it seemed grandfather was very happy about the birth of the little girl!

At least he truly loved the little girl!

Mrs. Su-Hua leaned over and whispered in her ear with unavoidable laughter, "Your grandfather is so stubborn, old but young at heart. People, as they grow older, they revert back to their childhood ways. He clearly wanted to give the maternal granddaughter a nickname himself, yet he had to go through all these intricacies, it’s really funny."

"It’s a blessing for our little treasure that grandfather is willing to give her a nickname."

Su Pan’er was very pleased, pointing to one of the names, she tapped her finger, "This one! Sugar Bean, sweet and soft, and oh so cute."

Sugar Bean?

Mrs. Su-Hua clearly paused, looking at Su Pan’er, "I thought you would choose a nickname like Shan Shan, Tong Tong, Guo Guo, or Tian Tian. Why did you think of such a name?"

"Mother, don’t you think this nickname is very good, it sounds so sweet and fragrant?"

Su Pan’er said with an innocent face.

It immediately brought laughter to Mrs. Su-Hua!

Gently patting Little Sugar Bean’s small shoulder, "All right! From now on, our Sugar Bean must eat well and grow fast. Don’t worry your mother or your maternal grandmother, understand?"

Having said that, she played with Little Sugar Bean for a while before drawing the curtains and going out.

When the little girl got hungry and started crying, before Su Pan’er could even pick her up, Dongmei quickly came in, first bowing to Su Pan’er then carefully picked up the child and went to the side to breastfeed.

The child, having gotten milk, sucked with faint noises, clearly eating very contentedly.

When Dongmei placed the child next to Su Pan’er, Su Pan’er smiled at her, "The child is still too small right now. Since you have become the child’s wet nurse, why not move into the private room in the house for the time being, it will also be convenient for taking care of the child. But would you like to go home first so that your family doesn’t worry?"

Dongmei’s expression dimmed, and she shook her head slightly, "No need, my family does not want me to bother them."

Su Pan’er did not force the issue, "Then how about you move in tonight. I’ll have Xiren add a small bed for you outside."

The house had been constructed with a private room from the beginning. The space was quite ample and even beside the servant’s bed for night watch, there was more than enough room to add another bed.

Naturally, Dongmei had no objections, and she moved in that night.

On the Washing Three day, as Mrs. Su-Hua said, they did not invite outsiders; it was just their own family gathered together.

But Lui Muyi and his sons came anyway!

Tormented by custom, Lui Muyi had not seen Su Pan’er, looking overwhelmed, fortunately, he had seen the newborn infant just three days after its birth.

Here, people usually held a bathing ceremony on the third day after a child’s birth, inviting friends and family to wish the child good luck, known as "Washing Three," also called "Three-Day-Old Bath."

The intention of "Washing Three" is, firstly, to cleanse impurities and dispel disasters and difficulties; secondly, to pray for good fortune and luck.

The one who came to preside over the "Washing Three" for the infant today was the wet nurse who had helped with the child’s delivery.

But today, Heaven was not favorable, with light snow falling outside. Su Pan’er had ordered the fire basin to be prepared early, fearing that the child would get cold. Fortunately, the wet nurse was experienced; she held the baby securely and swiftly proceeded with the ritual.

When they brought the child back to Su Pan’er’s side, its cries still resonated loudly in the house.

Hearing the basin sound, everyone laughed!

They joyfully rewarded the wet nurse with a handsome gift and went with the others to drink the "Washing Three" wine.

Qin Shuan’er had been lying in bed for a few days and also took the opportunity to get some fresh air amidst the festivities. When the child was brought to Su Pan’er’s side, she unexpectedly sneaked into the room, flashing Su Pan’er an awkward smile.

"Shuang’er?"

Su Pan’er hadn’t expected Shuang’er to come in.

"Third auntie, Shuang’er wanted to see the little sister."

"How did you get in here? How is your wound?"

Su Pan’er propped herself up to sit and pointed toward the already sleeping child: "Little sister is here, asleep. Take a quick look and then leave. This isn’t where you should be. Go outside and play with them."

"My wound has healed quite well."

Shuang’er cautiously moved closer, looking at the sleeping child, her voice barely a whisper, "Third auntie, Shuang’er wants to stay here with you and the little sister. I don’t want to go out and play."

Su Pan’er glanced at the wound on Shuang’er’s forehead and sighed inwardly.

A fourteen- or fifteen-year-old girl, at an age where she is as lovely as a flower and loves beauty, who wouldn’t enjoy going where the crowd is?

The reason Shuang’er was reluctant to go out probably still lay with the bandage on her forehead.

"Go and play. Third auntie promises you that your forehead won’t be scarred, rest assured!"

Though the wound on Shuang’er’s forehead was large and frightening, Su Pan’er had a way to prevent it from scarring.

"It’s not that."

Shuang’er quickly glanced at Su Pan’er, then subdued again, she lowered her head: "The reason Shuang’er doesn’t want to go out is that I don’t want to see her."

Her?

Su Pan’er was taken aback, then realized that the "her" Shuang’er referred to was probably her grandmother, Mrs. Qin-Li.

Immediately, her brows knitted together tightly: "Your grandmother is here too?"

"Mm."

Shuang’er nodded silently: "That’s why Shuang’er hid away here with third auntie."

Her grandmother was the type to bully the weak and fear the strong; there used to be the Clan Leader to suppress her. But now, apart from third auntie, there was probably no one who could control her.

Mrs. Qin-Li did indeed come to the Qin Mansion. She came uninvited, and moreover, with an air of total entitlement, making several of the men present wear uncomfortable expressions.