Chapter 347: She Still Couldn’t Escape
Her brother was shaless and loved to order people around.
Lin Gantang seriously suspected that the baby’s arrival had not aroused Lin Zhaonan’s fatherly love. Otherwise, why did Lin Zhaonan look like he was putting aside his responsibilities?
Lin Gantang couldn’t be bothered to look at him. She propped her chin in her hand and admired Wen Yanqing’s focused and patient look.
He was so handso. Her boyfriend was omnipotent. Even the way he held the milk bottle was full of charm.
People who were patient with children were really hard to reject.
Lin Zhaonan saw Lin Gantang unblinkingly staring at Wen Yanqing and smiling foolishly… It was quite terrifying.
Why did his sister have such an expression? She was like an idiot.
Jiang Tongtong stayed in the hospital for three days and was discharged on the morning of the third day.
She didn’t go to a confinent center and instead hired a confinent nanny. There would be enough helping hands at ho, so it was more convenient.
There was a new addition to the family, and the house was filled with joy. Mr. Lin missed his grandson every day and had less ti to play chess with others.
The baby cried when he peed, or was hungry or tired. Lin Gantang did not feel annoyed when she heard it. The arrival of the baby seed to inject vitality into the family and fill it with life.
Jiang Tongtong was unable to breastfeed because of her physical condition. During the confinent period, the baby beca plumper by the day after drinking milk powder. He was very likable.
The tabby was very curious about the new mber of the family. Every ti Gantang carried the baby, it would always co over to take a look and furtively want to touch it.
At dinner ti, Jiang Tongtong was having her confinent al in her room, while Mr. Lin, Lin Zhaonan, and Lin Gantang were sitting in the dining room.
“Have you thought of a na for the child? It’s almost ti to register,” Mr. Lin urged.
“Dad, do you have any good nas?” Lin Zhaonan asked.
Mr. Lin said, “If you want to suggest so, I’ll get soone to read his eight characters first. You can’t be careless with the child’s na.”
“Who still uses eight characters now? Isn’t it fine to just suggest one with a good aning yourself?” Lin Zhaonan disagreed. “The fortune-teller is dozens of years old. The nas he cos up with are all the words used by your generation.”
“The rules passed down by our ancestors are more or less reasonable,” retorted Mr. Lin.
“Our ancestor still values sons over daughters and has three wives and four concubines. Wasn’t it abolished as usual?”
“Bullsh*t, how can that be the sa!” Mr. Lin glared at him.
However, Mr. Lin was open-minded. The child was Lin Zhaonan’s. He didn’t say much when Lin Zhaonan didn’t agree. He only reminded him to hurry up. Then he turned to Lin Gantang, who was eating quietly. “I saw that the roses in the small garden have been cut off. Did you do it?”
Lin Gantang thought, “I didn’t manage to escape.”
She put down her chopsticks and sat up straight, her attitude serious. “I accidentally cut it. At that ti, Yanqing’s son suddenly jumped out. I was shocked and missed. Dad, I didn’t look after Big Mi and ruined your roses.” Big Mi who took the bla: ow?
When Mr. Lin heard that it was Yanqing’s cat who had caused trouble, he waved his hand generously. “It’s okay. It’s good that you didn’t hurt Big Mi. Rember to be careful in the future. Don’t hurt it with the sharp trimming scissors.” “Alright.” Lin Gantang continued eating.
“Your brother has already given birth to a child. Didn’t you say that you wanted to take wedding photos with Yanqing? Why isn’t there any movent?” Recently, Wen Yanqing had co to the Lin residence less often. Mr. Lin was a little worried that the two of them had had a conflict.
Aged father with endless worries.
“Wasn’t it cold before? It’s been raining recently, so it’s not convenient to shoot outdoors.”
Lin Gantang gave a very reasonable reason. Mr. Lin nodded. “As long as you have arrangents..”
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