frightfiction Chapter 764: Help the little baby get one more share
Chapter 764: Help the little baby get one more share
"Okay, Xijie, come home quickly. The little one is very tough and it's tiring to hold him." Si said as she reached out and gently pushed Mingzhu and Qiaoqiao who were blocking the door. She kept saying, "Hurry up, don't let grandpa and grandma wait anxiously."
Jing Chunxi was about to take a step when she felt someone cling to her right leg. Looking down, she saw a tiny child, not much smaller than Qilang, clinging to her legs with all his might. The child tilted his head back, his round eyes filled with longing. Seeing Qilang being held in his arms, his lips unconsciously pouted.
"Little boy, have you chosen a name? Come, hold your cousin's hand." Jing Chunxi recognized that this was Qiaoqiao's little brother, so she freed one hand and stretched it out to him, with a gentle glow on her face.
The little guy suddenly became happy, and immediately loosened his hands from hugging his thighs, tightly grasping Jing Chunxi's two fingers as if he were grabbing a life-saving straw. He used all his strength to drag himself into the house, his little face flushed red, just like a little ant trying to carry food.
"Xiao Nan" Qilang poked his head out from Jing Chunxi's shoulder, his dark eyes fixed on the tiny creature on the ground. Then he leaned close to Jing Chunxi's ear and whispered mysteriously. Although his voice was childish, every word was clear and understandable.
"Xiao Nan?" Jing Chunxi was about to bend down when suddenly a peach-colored figure flashed by.
Someone was helping unload the goods, and when Sugar Frost saw she had nothing to do, she rushed over and picked up Xiaonan. "I'm your sister Sugar Frost," she said, her movements as quick as the wind, her lips adorned with two sweet dimples.
This sudden action caught Xiaonan off guard. His little hand suddenly separated from Jing Chunxi's hand, which made him very reluctant.
His eyes widened at first, and his little mouth pouted as if he was about to cry, but when he looked up and saw Frosting's kind smile, he froze there again.
After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly turned around in Tang Shuang's arms, stretched out his little arms, and hugged Qilang's neck.
"Ah! Such great strength." Frosting exclaimed. Fortunately, she had strong hands and quickly pulled Xiaonan towards her.
During this back and forth, Jing Chunxi almost lost his balance, and Qilang also shouted "Ah." He slapped Xiaonan's hand hard, seemingly reluctantly.
"Congratulations!" Qilang suddenly said as he stepped onto the steps of the front hall. His eyes sparkled as he spoke, like a kitten begging for food.
"Little guy, you're so young and you already know how to reach out for a red envelope? Sister doesn't have any, only gifts." Jing Chunxi teased with a smile, but found that Qilang did not spread out his little hands as she imagined, but continued to hug her neck with an innocent look on his face.
"Our sister Xi is still young, so she only gets to receive the red envelope," the old lady explained with a smile, tapping the ground lightly with her agarwood cane. "Qilang, your grandparents mentioned it these past few days. They were telling you that your grandmother prepared a red envelope for your cousin."
Seeing the old lady express her feelings, Qilang was indeed happy. He loosened his grip on Jing Chunxi, clasped his two chubby hands together awkwardly, and made a formal bow, repeatedly shouting, "Congratulations, congratulations." His earnest expression made him look like a lucky doll in a New Year picture.
"Xier greets grandpa and grandma. I wish them a long life and good health."
When she entered the house and saw almost all her relatives standing at the steps waiting for her, Jing Chunxi hurriedly hugged Qilang and performed an awkward bow.
After the ceremony, she carefully put Qilang into her third aunt's arms. The little guy tugged at her sleeve reluctantly, leaving a few shallow wrinkles.
She bowed to everyone one by one, her movements graceful and neat, her sleeves fluttering, showing the style of a noble family.
"Xier wishes everyone a happy new year. Although it's a little late this year, please still accept the red envelope!" She winked playfully, deliberately dragged out the ending tone, and raised a sly arc at the corner of her mouth.
A teasing remark made everyone laugh, and laughter suddenly rang out in the yard. Several little girls even covered their mouths and bent over with laughter.
"Happy New Year, let's also wish Sister Xi a happy new year. I wish our Sister Xi all the best." The old lady smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were filled with kindness.
She bent her arms and handed over a thick stack of red envelopes, the red paper still carrying a faint scent of sandalwood. "As usual, two for each family member." Even the old general's was included, so it was no wonder there were so many, so heavy and pressing.
Just think about it, even the cheap dad’s got it, and the red envelope has the words “peace and joy” specially painted with gold powder, which is sparkling.
With the old lady taking the lead, everyone started saying auspicious words, their voices rising and falling like an opera. Her aunt said, "Peace every year," while pressing an embroidered purse into her hand; her third uncle, with a smile, handed her a pair of gold ingots tied with red strings.
There were red envelopes everywhere, and Jing Chunxi was overwhelmed. She couldn't tell who gave them to her. Her hands were filled up in an instant. The red envelopes were piled up so high that they almost fell down. She quickly propped them up with her chin, looking funny and cute.
Seeing this, Chuntao and Tangshuang hurried forward, bowed to the old general and the old lady, wished them a happy new year, and received the red envelope before taking the large tray handed over by Lin.
Everyone laughed when they saw the pile of red envelopes and money bags in Jing Chunxi's hands falling onto the tray.
Jing Chunxi's hands were finally freed, but he seemed unsatisfied and continued to look at the old lady and the old general.
"It's not enough! Grandpa and grandma need to prepare an extra portion." Jing Chunxi smiled and stretched out his hands to ask for more, and his slender fingers hooked mischievously in the air.
She looked around at everyone, her dark eyes rolling around, and paused for a moment as if to deliberately keep everyone in suspense before she said crisply, "I'm asking for a blessing for the baby in my mother's belly."
"Really? Your mother is pregnant?" The old lady's voice rose with excitement. She grabbed Jing Chunxi's wrist with such force that Sister Xi hissed softly.
The old lady brought her to her, her hands trembling slightly. "How many months has your mother been dead? Is she okay? Can she eat?" She asked questions rapidly, tears glistening in her old eyes, and her other hand unconsciously touched Xijie'er's cheek.
The series of words made Jing Chunxi a little speechless. She blinked awkwardly, her long eyelashes fluttering like a small fan, and she didn't know which question to answer first.
After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he suddenly straightened his back and said loudly: "The dirty things that were vomited out were all picked up by my father with his own hands, how could it be bad?" He said this in a loud and clear voice, with a bit of pride, clearly showing off his father's thoughtfulness.
Jing Chunxi's words made the old lady laugh. She was gently touched on the forehead by his fingers, which were warm and dry, with a faint scent of sandalwood.