"I couldn’t get leave, I lobbied the boss several tis," Zhao Yi explained hastily before rushing over to look at the child.
It’s a girl, nad Zhao Ran, a na that the family had discussed at length before deciding on.
At that mont, the child had fallen asleep feeding.
Zhao Yi sat by the bed and asked Lin Xiaoqing, "How are you feeling? Is your recovery going well?"
"No issues, just a bit weak."
"That’s normal!" Zhao Hongjuan said, "Yi, don’t worry, Xiaoqing and I are the sa, she should recover quickly. We didn’t have the sa conditions back then and no one to look after us. Xudong was busy all the ti, but after a couple of weeks, I felt fine. Xiaoqing could get out of bed and walk the sa day."
"Oh."
With that, Zhao Yi felt relieved and hurried over to the child, "Let hold her for a bit."
"Then be careful."
Lin Xiaoqing quickly instructed, gently placing the child in Zhao Yi’s arms.
Zhao Yi carefully took the child, his face breaking into a smile at the sight of her sowhat perplexed little face.
He had thought nurous tis about what being a father would feel like, and imagined holding his child for the first ti. But when he truly knew he had beco a father and held the child, the feeling wasn’t as special as expected; he only knew that the baby in his arms was his own flesh and blood, and he couldn’t help wanting to protect and care for her.
But the feeling of becoming a father was still wonderful because there was now a continuation of his bloodline and soone else in life to worry about.
The child had only been born a week, and the news hadn’t fully spread yet.
Zhao Yi couldn’t help but share his joy with others. He posted a ssage on Weibo with a photo of himself holding the child, "Make a wish--
I hope she grows up healthy and has a happy and joyful life!"
That was his simplest wish.
When faced with his own child, he didn’t think about having her beco soone famous or achieve great things, but only hoped her life would be healthy and happy.
After the ssage was released, a flood of attention instantly followed. Not only did nurous netizens send congratulations, but many also sent red envelopes, and various dia outlets kept reprinting this news.
Suddenly, ’Zhao Yi beca a father’ beca a hot search online and quickly topped the charts.
And then, everyone knew.
A bunch of people called to offer their congratulations; those especially close simply ca by to visit.
Like Li Renzhe and Fan Lei.
Once they heard the news, they imdiately arranged to visit together.
Zhang Qican was visiting a ho, and not knowing what to give as he had no similar experience, he simply went to the bank, withdrew ten thousand cash, and brought a thick red envelope as a gift.
When he returned, he ran into Li Renzhe and Fan Lei.
"Brother Zhang, what did you bring?" Fan Lei, who knew Zhang Qican, also didn’t know what to gift, so he just bought so presents.
Zhang Qican said, "Shouldn’t we give red envelopes? I see people give red envelopes for a newborn."
"Makes sense!"
Fan Lei and Li Renzhe promptly went to withdraw money and bought red envelopes to wrap it up.
When they entered, they saw Zhang Qican exchanging pleasantries with Zhao Yi, and Zhang Qican placed the thick red envelope next to the child.
Fan Lei and Li Renzhe also hurried over, continuously offering congratulations, only to find that their red envelopes were not as generous as Zhang Qican’s.
They didn’t hand over their red envelopes imdiately but pulled Zhang Qican aside when they found a chance and asked, "Brother Zhang, how much did you give?"
"Ten thousand, too little to present," Zhang Qican said, feeling that a ten-thousand red envelope wasn’t much, as Zhao Yi certainly wasn’t short of that amount of money.
Fan Lei and Li Renzhe promptly found an excuse to withdraw more money and prepared an equally substantial red envelope. When they ca back, the child had already gone to the bedroom to sleep, and it seed inappropriate for them to intrude, so they directly handed the red envelopes to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi suddenly beca much more serious and imdiately said, "I have to criticize you two. What era is it now that you’re still giving red envelopes? What’s our relationship? Do we need to give red envelopes? Even a small gift for the child would have been fine."
"Especially such a big red envelope, this is obviously ten thousand, right? I can tell, you definitely saw Brother Zhang give ten thousand, didn’t you?"
"Can gift-giving involve competition? Tis are advancing, and so should our thinking. We don’t do that anymore, right?"
Fan Lei appeared unfazed, even rolling his eyes a bit.
Li Renzhe felt guilty. Thinking back, he even questioned his own values for having inquired how much others were giving before deciding on his red envelope. He was about to take back the money and go buy a toy instead.
Just then, Zhao Yi quickly grabbed the red envelopes with a chuckle and placed them on the table, adding, "Let this be the last ti, eh. Next ti you can’t give Ran Ran such a big red envelope."
Li Renzhe looked down at his empty palms, suddenly feeling that sothing was amiss.
Not give Ran Ran such a big red envelope next ti?
Also, next ti?
Dammit!
----
Zhao Yi was just making a joke; everyone knew he didn’t care about the money.
One thousand, ten thousand, or even a hundred thousand, a million, they were all the sa to him, rely a negligible sum.
For instance, the rewards on his casually posted Weibo had already surpassed a million.
That afternoon, Zhao Yi visited a dical center and arranged a rest room at the lab for Zhang Qican.
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