The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 563: Carrying a Nezha in the Womb (10)_1

Chapter 563: Chapter 563: Carrying a Nezha in the Womb (10)_1

Mo Heng didn’t object. Earlier, when the name Little Radish was mentioned, the several little radishes in the family also expressed resistance. They could all read, so they couldn’t be named something casual like Stone, Puppy, Grass, or Flower. If they were to be named, it definitely had to be a prominent and pleasant-sounding name.

The labor pains started in the morning, and the baby was born at noon. There had been commotion all afternoon, and it wasn’t until late that Pei Qin managed to feed Jiujiu some milk before she fell asleep.

After the day’s ordeal, and waking up once in the night to nurse the child, when Pei Qin woke up the next day and didn’t see Mo Heng or the child by her bedside, she felt disoriented for a moment and almost thought she hadn’t given birth yet.

Mo Heng was in the adjoining room, cradling his soft daughter and coaxing her to drink water, asking her not to disturb her mother’s sleep. Hearing that Pei Qin was awake, he then brought the daughter over.

Pei Qin washed up, ate a pile of nourishing food, and then took her daughter to nurse, "Born at seven pounds eight ounces, this little one is going to get heavier by the day."

Mo Heng sat by the bedside, tenderly watching her, "I was eight pounds when I was born, and my hair was just as thick and long."

Pei Qin carefully looked at the daughter nursing in her arms, "She really does resemble you. Truly like father, like daughter." It really is a worry! If my son had such a face, even if he messed around, he would be the one taking advantage; girls would be at a loss! If my daughter looks like this... I should teach her some martial arts!

During the ’wash-three’ ceremony, many people came.

After seeing Jiujiu, everyone said she looked like Mo Heng. Her eyebrows and eyes were exactly like Mo Heng’s; when she grew up, she would definitely be as handsome as him.

Landlord Zhao even joked about arranging a marriage for his grandson. This frightened the four-year-old grandson who suddenly burst into tears, "Such a young wife, I can’t even take care of myself, let alone her! And she still needs to be breastfed! Wuu waaa..."

The adults all laughed, not expecting Young Master Zhao from the Zhao family to be so comical.

His older brother, standing to the side, felt utterly embarrassed. To have such a foolish brother, and that brother was actually his.

After the ’wash-three’ ceremony, there was a never-ending stream of people coming to the door to offer gifts of eggs, brown sugar, millet, handkerchiefs, and floral cloth — seizing the opportunity to curry favor.

Grandma Sun, seeing among them those who had previously said Pei Qin got pregnant before marriage and was indecent, huffed angrily, "Don’t their faces burn with shame!"

This rebuke was indeed resounding.

Those who kept saying to wait and see, expecting Pei Qin to deliver at seven or eight months and accusing her of lying about being premature, had to eat their words. The childbirth had taken place in the ninth month, perfectly aligning with the time of her getting pregnant after getting married!

Grandma Fang and Lady Yu had already gone to the entrance of Old Pei’s House in Back Mountain Village to hurl insults, scaring Lady Zhu and Lady Chen from venturing outside. They hid at home, afraid to respond, worried that the Fang family would settle both new and old scores with them and not let them off the hook.

Sun Xiujin came to congratulate and asked to see the child.

Unwrapping the swaddling clothes and seeing the baby who looked exactly like Mo Heng, Sun Xiujin’s last hope vanished. Pei Qin hadn’t previously given birth, only to pretend and give birth now. This little one was indeed Mo Heng’s seed.

Shen Songming also hurried over. On his way into town, he had heard that Pei Qin had given birth to a little loli. Upon entering, he shouted, "Where’s my goddaughter!? Hurry, let her godfather take a look!"

Sun Xiujin’s face stiffened at the sound of this voice.

Pei Qian had already gone out to welcome him in, "Brother Songming! Jiujiu is asleep; keep your voice down!"

At home, Pei Yuan, Pei Qian, and Pei Wendong, along with Chang Yonglin, were particularly infatuated with this soft, cuddly, fair little niece, wanting to see her multiple times a day.

"Which room is she in?" Shen Songming asked, and without waiting, he walked straight into the room with the open door and drawn curtain, "Where is she! Let me hold her!"

The wet nurse glanced at Mo Heng and Pei Qin.

Not letting this meddler hold the baby would just lead him to make a scene and barge into the inner chamber; Pei Qin gestured with her hand.

The wet nurse carried Jiujiu out to him.

As soon as Shen Songming held her, Jiujiu opened her eyes and woke up, her clear, obsidian-like eyes staring at him, "Holy shit!"

Mo Heng came out, fixing his eyes on him.

Shen Songming looked up at him, "She’s definitely yours!"

"My daughter naturally looks like me," Mo Heng said coldly.

Shen Songming snorted at him, "Well, I’m her father too! A godfather is also a father!" Anyway, she’s Pei Qin’s child. Although she looks like this blind guy... Maybe as she grows up, she’ll look more and more like Pei Qin! A girl changes eighteen times as she grows up!

Sun Xiujin came out to the outer room, watching Shen Songming cradle the swaddling clothes with extreme care, as if holding his own, and felt as if a knife was stirring in his heart. Pei Qin had married Mo Heng and given birth to a child, yet he still treated her so well, even recognizing her birthed girl as his goddaughter. A country girl had no right to be a goddaughter in a noble’s house!