Chapter 42
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Most newborns weren't very pretty. White and chubby babies were the minority. Most of them were like Ye Zhen. Their skin was purplish, gray, or dark red. Their little faces were flat, and their skin was wrinkled. They looked like little old men.
Ye Zhen glanced at Lu Beichuan, who had deep-set and handsome features. She glanced at the fair skin on her wrist, then touched the three-dimensional features on her face. She couldn't believe that this purplish old man in front of her was actually the son she had painstakingly given birth to.
In her view, shouldn't newborns be white and chubby with a pair of beautiful big eyes?
Why was her child so ugly?
The contrast was too great. Ye Zhen couldn't accept it. She took one look at the child and burst into tears.
Ye Zhen's cries shocked everyone in the ward.
"Zhen Zhen, are you feeling unwell?"
Lu Beichuan became vigilant. He got up and walked out. "I'll call the doctor."
Ye Zhen hurriedly called out to him. "I'm fine."
"Then why are you crying?"
Ye Zhen tried to hold back her tears. "Yes, I gave birth to an ugly baby …"
When Mother Lu heard this, she laughed. "I thought it was something serious. It's fine, it's fine. It's your first time being a mother and you don't have any experience. Babies are all like this when they're just born. They'll grow up quickly. Don't be fooled by how ugly the baby is now. He'll become more and more beautiful in the future. "
"Really?"
"Why would Mom lie to you? When I gave birth to Beichuan, he was also like this. He was wrinkled all over, and his head was pointy and shriveled. He looked like a little monkey. But look, Beichuan is so handsome now. "
Lu Beichuan's expression was stiff. He didn't go along with Mother Lu to comfort Ye Zhen.
Perhaps it was because Mother Lu and her son were connected. The little guy, who was originally lying quietly in Mother Lu's arms, heard his mother's cries. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth to cry loudly.
His voice was loud and clear, and it seemed to resound through the clouds.
Mother Lu frowned in distress. She gently held the child in her arms and coaxed him. However, the baby, who had slept for most of the day, seemed to have regained his energy. Mother Lu coaxed him for a long time, but he didn't stop.
The child's face was red from crying, and the grandmother was distressed. "Zhen Zhen, come and hold the child."
Caught off guard, the little child was brought in front of Ye Zhen. It was so small and curled up in the swaddling clothes. It was obviously that big, but in Ye Zhen's eyes, it was as if it was smaller than her palm.
Ye Zhen carefully held the baby in her arms, holding a soft ball in the palm of her hand. She imitated Lu Mu's mother and coaxed the crying child in a low voice.
Strangely enough, the baby who was crying loudly in Mother Lu's arms immediately stopped crying when Ye Zhen hugged him.
Before he opened his eyes, he would giggle at Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen's heart softened. She stretched out her index finger and hooked the baby's tightly clenched palm. His soft little hand seemed to be soft even to the bones. She didn't dare to use too much strength. She only gently tapped the back of the baby's hand with her fingertips, afraid that she would hurt such a fragile baby.
"Sure enough, Mommy is the best. Once Mommy hugs him, this little guy will stop crying."
The little guy in her arms smiled and blew bubbles. He squinted his eyes and smiled foolishly.
Ye Zhen couldn't help but laugh.
In the baby's swaddling clothes, Ye Zhen found a piece of warm and translucent white jade. It was carved into the shape of a safety button. The surface was round and flawless, and it was still warm in the palm of her hand.
"This was carved by a famous jade master from Myanmar. He said it was for safety."
The jade was crystal clear and flawless, and the workmanship was exquisite. Ye Zhen didn't know much about jade, but she knew that it must be very valuable if it was given by the old man.
"Where's Grandpa?"
After playing with the baby for a while, Lu Beichuan didn't let her continue holding the baby. He told her to lie down and rest.
Ye Zhen had no choice but to reluctantly hand the baby over to Mother Lu.
Lu Beichuan tucked her in and said, "Grandpa has been looking after the baby for a long time. I just persuaded him to rest. Uncle Lu is with him. Don't worry."
Old Master Lu was old, but he refused to admit defeat. He insisted on seeing his great-grandson. He held the baby in his arms until his body couldn't take it anymore and protested. Only then was he helped to rest.
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