Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 832 - 833, The Greatest Vocabulary (Part 1)

Chapter 832: 833, The Greatest Vocabulary (Part 1)

"Jin, let me hold one." Mo Qingyi walked over from the side.

Seeing Mo Qingyi come over, Bao Bao reached out to be held by her.

You should know, Bao Bao still refused Mo Qingyi yesterday.

At that moment, Mo Qingyi felt incredibly honored as she took Bao Bao into her arms and gave his face a big kiss, "My great nephew is really awesome."

Bao Bao giggled with delight.

"Duanmu, who do you think Bao Bao resembles more?" Mo Qingyi turned her gaze towards Duanmu Zhe beside her.

"I think he looks more like the Ninth Brother, and his eyes are a bit like the Ninth Sister-in-law’s." Duanmu Zhe responded with a smile.

Zhao Yan said with a smiling face on the side, "When will the two of you have one?"

"We’re not in a hurry, Qingyi is still young," Duanmu Zhe replied with a smile.

Mo Qingyi, looking at Bao Bao in her arms, had her eyes and brows filled with smiles.

These kinds of things, sometimes they’re urgent, and sometimes they’re not.

Just as Duanmu Zhe had said, she is still young.

Having a child, that’s a matter of fate.

"That’s true," Zhao Yan nodded, "You’re still young now; you should enjoy this good time while you can. Once you have children, you won’t have such freedom."

The Mo family matriarch wasn’t in a hurry, either.

The affairs of the young people should be left to them; it’s not good for elders to meddle too much.

Moreover, she already had both a grandson and a granddaughter.

Just looking at these two children was enough for the Mo family matriarch to feel content.

The life she was living now was something she had never dared to imagine before.

**

The Duanmu Family.

Duanmu Canghai and Zhou Jin were sitting in the living room, having afternoon tea.

At this moment, a servant walked in from outside, "Sir, Madam, Miss Lin has arrived."

Lin Xiyuan followed right behind the servant.

Upon seeing Lin Xiyuan, Zhou Jin immediately stood up, greeting with a smile, "Xiyuan is here."

"Uncle, Aunt," Lin Xiyuan greeted politely.

"Xiyuan," Duanmu Canghai nodded symbolically.

"Uncle, Aunt, these are some local specialties my parents brought back from Sea City. They asked me to share some with you to try." Lin Xiyuan, smiling, placed a basket of fruit and several large seafood items on the coffee table.

The Lin family and the Duanmu family lived in the same courtyard, and the two families had always had a good relationship.

Whenever there was something good, they would share it with each other.

Zhou Jin, smiling, said, "Xiyuan, your mother is too polite, bringing things all the way from so far and even sharing with us." Sea City is a tropical area, known not only for its tropical fruits but also for its seafood.

Although the items weren’t anything expensive, the sentiment behind them was what counted.

"There’s a saying ’a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.’ Aunt, you often bring things to our house too; you don’t have to be so polite." Lin Xiyuan had always been someone who was good at speaking; she knew how to make the elders happy.

"Xiyuan, your words are really sweet," Zhou Jin casually took a lychee and began peeling it, then said, "Xiyuan, if I remember correctly, you’re two years younger than our Little Zhe, right?"

Lin Xiyuan smiled and said, "Auntie, you must have remembered wrong. Duanmu and I are the same age."

"The same age, huh," Zhou Jin suddenly realized, then asked, "Xiyuan, do you have a boyfriend now?"

Lin Xiyuan shook her head, "Not yet."

"Xiyuan, you’re not getting any younger. There aren’t many good years left for a girl. You really must seize the right opportunity. How about this, shall I introduce someone to you?" Zhou Jin suggested somewhat excitedly.

Women of a certain age often have a matchmaker’s heart.

All the more so since Lin Xiyuan was so outstanding, Zhou Jin couldn’t help but entertain such thoughts.

"Really?" Lin Xiyuan looked up joyfully, "Then it’s settled, Auntie, so I don’t have to hear my mom complaining about me not being able to get married."

Lin Xiyuan was now 27 years old. An age that isn’t considered old but isn’t considered young either.

"Of course, it’s true," seeing that Lin Xiyuan was receptive to her suggestion, Zhou Jin was also very happy, "Xiyuan, I’m not joking. I actually do know a young man around your age. He’s impeccable in both character and appearance, and he’s actually my nephew from my maiden family. If you’re willing, when should we arrange for you two to meet?"

Lin Xiyuan nodded, "Sure, Auntie, you can arrange it."

"Good, then what’s your phone number? I’ll contact you later," Zhou Jin continued.

Lin Xiyuan reported a series of numbers, which Zhou Jin entered into her phone.

"Mom, Dad, I’m back." Just then, Duanmu Sheng entered from outside.

Zhou Jin turned toward her direction and said, "Sheng Sheng is back. I had Mrs. Li make you some soup in the kitchen. Go drink it while it’s hot."

"Is there a guest at home?" Duanmu Sheng asked as she walked over with a big belly.

She was now almost eight months pregnant, with a belly as big as a basket, and it was the most exhausting time of the entire pregnancy.

Apart from her belly, Duanmu Sheng’s whole body had rounded out quite a bit.

"Sister Sheng Sheng," Lin Xiyuan politely stood up to greet Duanmu Sheng.

"Xiyuan is here," Duanmu Sheng responded with a smile.

Having grown up in the Superpower World, Duanmu Sheng was quite familiar with Lin Xiyuan.

"Sister Sheng Sheng, I brought some fruit. It’s better for pregnant women to eat this. You should have more," Lin Xiyuan said as she picked up a slice of pineapple and offered it to Duanmu Sheng.

"Thank you, Xiyuan," Duanmu Sheng thanked her politely.

At that moment, Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe returned from the imperial palace.

"Mom, this is a tonic that my mom asked me to bring for you and dad," Mo Qingyi said, carrying large and small gift boxes in her hands.

Zhou Jin quickly stood up and said, "Your mother-in-law is really too polite. We didn’t bring anything for her, and yet we’re consuming her things. Qingyi, you should have declined a little."

"These were gifts to my mom anyway; she couldn’t finish them all by herself," Mo Qingyi replied with a cheerful smile.

"Oh, right, Qingyi, let me introduce you. This is the daughter of your Uncle Lin, Lin Xiyuan. She’s about the same age as Little Zhe, so feel free to call her Xiyuan." Zhou Jin went on to say.

In fact, Mo Qingyi had already met Lin Xiyuan several times, but Zhou Jin was unaware of that.

"Mom, Xiyuan and I already know each other," Mo Qingyi said, smiling.

"Yes, Auntie, Sister Qingyi and I have known each other for a while," Lin Xiyuan also added, since Duanmu Zhe was older by several months, Lin Xiyuan would thus call Mo Qingyi ’sister-in-law.’

"That’s good, good to know," Zhou Jin nodded in agreement.

Lin Xiyuan then said, "Auntie, I have something else to take care of, so I’ll be going now. Remember to visit our place when you have time with Uncle, Sister Sheng Sheng, Sister Qingyi, and Brother Duanmu. I won’t disturb you any longer, goodbye." With those words, Lin Xiyuan left the Duanmu Family’s house politely.

Zhou Jin looked at Lin Xiyuan’s retreating figure, nodded with satisfaction, and thought to herself, "This child knows the bigger picture."

She is worthy of her maternal family’s nephew.

"Xiyuan, don’t forget the thing we agreed on," Zhou Jin called out to Lin Xiyuan’s retreating figure.

What Zhou Jin was referring to was arranging a meeting between Lin Xiyuan and her own nephew.

Lin Xiyuan turned back, "Okay, Auntie, we’ll stay in touch over the phone if anything comes up."

"Qingyi, have you and Little Zhe eaten? If not, I’ll go make something for you," Zhou Jin continued.

Zhou Jin was a very good mother-in-law since Mo Qingyi loved the dishes she cooked, so as long as Mo Qingyi was home, she never let the housekeeper cook; she did it all herself.

"Mom, you don’t have to worry about that; Duanmu and I have already eaten." At the Mo family, the Mo family matriarch had also prepared a lot of delicious food.

"That’s good," Zhou Jin turned and sat down.

Mo Qingyi turned her gaze towards Duanmu Sheng and said with a light smile, "Sister Sheng, I haven’t seen you in months, your belly is so big now! Are you close to your due date?"

Duanmu Sheng touched her belly, "It’s only been eight months now; there’s still more than a month until the due date."

The saying ’a ten-month pregnancy’ is actually incorrect.

In reality, pregnant women usually give birth after just over nine months.

"Sister Sheng, this is the gift I prepared for the baby." Mo Qingyi took out a beautifully packaged gift box from her bag and continued, "I’m worried that when you give birth, I might be out on a mission and unable to get back home, so you should take this gift and keep it safe."

Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe often had urgent missions, sometimes unreachable for months at a time.

The child inside Duanmu Sheng’s belly should have been the least welcome presence, but at the Duanmu family, Duanmu Sheng never felt any strange looks from her parents.

Ever since the pregnancy, her parents had taken even greater care of her, and so had Duanmu Zhe and Mo Qingyi, without a second word.

To say she was not moved would be a lie.

"Qingyi, thank you," Duanmu Sheng looked at Mo Qingyi with deep emotion.

"Sister Sheng, we are all one family; there’s no need for thanks," Mo Qingyi patted Duanmu Sheng’s hand and went on, "By the way, Sister Sheng, have you settled on a name for the child? Don’t end up like my brother and sister-in-law; their baby was a hundred days old before they finally settled on a formal name."

Duanmu Sheng nodded, "Yes, I have decided on the name Nian’en for both, if it’s a boy or a girl—Duanmu Nianen."

The name held significant meaning.

Duanmu Sheng wanted this child to always remember some of the kindness in this world.

The grace of parental tolerance.

The life-saving grace of Chu Jin.

Too many to count...

She didn’t want her child to follow the same old paths she did.

"Nian’en, is it the ’Nian’ for remembrance and the ’en’ for grace?" Mo Qingyi turned to look at Duanmu Sheng.

Duanmu Sheng nodded, "Yes, that’s right."

"That’s a good name; it’s unisex," Mo Qingyi said with a smile.

Even the usually silent Duanmu Canghai nodded in agreement.

Zhou Jin also said it sounded pleasant.

Mo Qingyi looked at Duanmu Sheng’s belly and then at herself, a tinge of sadness crossing her eyes.

Time flies.

From the height of summer to the depths of winter, it’s just a blink of an eye.

Bao Bao and Bei Bei are already 8 months old.

They can now stand on their own, and the two little tykes have a very strong destructive power at home, outdoing even Two Ha’s destructive talents.

Usually, the Mo family matriarch, Zhao Yan, and the two maternity matrons were the ones taking care of them.

Four adults taking care of two children, it’s not too exhausting.

Chu Jin was focused on writing.

After spending five hours straight in front of the computer, Chu Jin’s eyes were tired; she lifted her gaze towards the snowy scene outside the window, then stood up and headed downstairs.

In the living room downstairs, a thick carpet was laid out, and many toys were scattered across it, with Bao Bao and Bei Bei sitting on the carpet playing with the toys.

When they saw Chu Jin descending from upstairs, Bao Bao and Bei Bei energetically crawled towards her.

Dressed in fuzzy little bunny suits with bunny ears on their heads, they crawled on the floor, resembling two adorable little rabbits.

Soft and cute.

Chu Jin stood there and clapped her hands, smiling, "Big Bunny, Little Bunny, come over here, there’s a reward for whoever comes to mommy first."

At her words, Bao Bao and Bei Bei started crawling eagerly forward.

They babbled incomprehensible words as they crawled.

Neither of the little ones yielded to the other.

Gradually, it became apparent that Bei Bei could barely keep up her strength.

Bao Bao, still energetic, crawled determinedly.

Just as Bao Bao was about to reach Chu Jin, Bei Bei suddenly increased her speed, using hands and knees together, and while crawling, she lifted her head to look at Chu Jin, "Mama... Mama..."

At that moment, Chu Jin almost thought she was hallucinating.

Her feelings were indescribable.

Completely overjoyed.

She picked up Bei Bei, "Bei Bei, what did you just say? Could you say it again, please?"

Bei Bei seemed startled by Chu Jin’s reaction, looked at her confused for a moment, and then spoke, "Mama..."

Even if the baby’s pronunciation was a bit unclear, Chu Jin heard it unmistakably, Bei Bei had indeed called out ’mama’!

Chu Jin hugged Bei Bei tightly, almost to the point of tears.

Bei Bei had said ’mama’!

It was Bei Bei’s first time calling ’mama’.

It was the most beautiful language in the world.

Mama.

Although it’s just two simple words, it’s the greatest vocabulary in the world.

Seeing Chu Jin like this, Bei Bei spoke again, "Mama, mama... mama~" She called out to Chu Jin in various intonations.

With every call, Chu Jin answered earnestly.