Chapter 1272: Our Daughter Grows Up [2]
Chapter 1272: Our Daughter Grows Up [2]
After the doctor left, the delivery room was left with just the family of three.
Standing at the foot of the hospital bed, Song Baiyan finally realized the baby was hidden, as for where she was hidden, it wasn’t hard to find out. Tang Li’s right hand was pressed against one side of the sheet, seemingly covering up something.
Even with modern medical advances, childbirth is still a torment for women.
Tang Li was wondering how to explain her daughter’s flattened head, when the man’s large palm caressed her temple. Although the midwife had wiped her face, her hair was still damp with sweat. However, Song Baiyan’s hand felt rough, then cool and moist.
Therefore, even someone as well-prepared as Your Excellency can’t sit back and relax when faced with childbirth.
Realizing this, Tang Li was no longer so troubled.
A kiss also fell on her forehead.
His thin lips brushed her skin, accompanied by a sigh.
This sigh brought an unprecedented sense of satisfaction to Tang Li’s heart.
She looked up and asked, "Am I awesome or what?"
From the time her cervix opened to four centimeters to when the baby was born, it took less than fifteen minutes.
Those obstetrics experts said she had an extraordinary talent.
Because of her good physical condition, she didn’t even need an episiotomy.
"You are." Song Baiyan held her left hand, generous with his praise: "You are an incredibly great mother."
Tang Li was a bit embarrassed.
To say there was no pain at all is a lie.
Thinking of the fact that the baby was the bloodline of her and Song Baiyan made it all worthwhile.
Song Baiyan continued, "You went through a lot."
"Not really." As Song Baiyan used his fingers to tidy her hair beside her ear, Tang Li saw this as a good opportunity to feel loved and cherished through Song Baiyan’s actions.
Having given birth, she earned credit for her hard work.
Even though she’d flattened their daughter’s head, it wasn’t on purpose, and Song Baiyan should probably forgive her... right?
Before she handed over the baby, Song Baiyan changed the subject: "I heard it’s a girl?"
"Yes." Tang Li had no reason to deny it.
When Song Baiyan smiled, the corners of his eyes formed a gentle curve. He asked, "Aren’t you planning to let me have a look?"
"..."
The inevitable had finally come.
Tang Li withdrew her right hand from the sheet, not forgetting to prepare Song Baiyan: "Newborns are typically quite unattractive."
Song Baiyan had seen newborns before.
Not to mention the children of Tan Palace staff, he held Song Jingtian many times when he was born.
Newborns are all wrinkly, but they grow into their looks in a few days.
Even so, when he truly saw his daughter’s flattened head, Song Baiyan: "..."
Having Song Jingtian as a comparison, his daughter’s head seemed unusually flat, like it got caught in a door.
But as a father, he looked at his child through rose-colored glasses.
Tang Li originally thought Song Baiyan would also comment on the child’s unattractiveness, but unexpectedly, standing under the light holding his daughter, Song Baiyan closely examined her and concluded: "This child’s face clearly has a blessed appearance."
Tang Li: "......"
Seeing Song Baiyan truly did not mind their daughter’s looks and treated her like a treasure, Tang Li was also relieved.
So she’s a little ugly.
In the future, if their daughter is bothered by it, she can get a makeover.
Xiao Minglan was briefly stunned when she saw her granddaughter.
However, as a lady who had seen many storms, she lovingly held her bundled granddaughter, expressing her affection, "Such a round little face, just like a sunflower."
"Let me see!" Song Jingtian couldn’t wait.
After looking, Song Jingtian: "..."
Xiao Minglan patted the baby’s swaddle, asking the little one, "See? I didn’t lie to you."
"It does look pretty similar." The little one mumbled hesitantly.
Actually, it looked more like a pancake.
But he didn’t dare say it.
When Tang Li was pregnant, she often ate the dried vegetable pancakes he bought.
There must be something wrong with the pancakes sold next to the school!
Otherwise, how did his sister’s face end up looking like a pancake?
Ultimately, it was his fault!
To alleviate his guilt, he must double his kindness towards his sister.
He especially shouldn’t let her develop insecurities about her appearance!
So, he immediately proposed that he wanted to sleep with his ’niece’ in the future.
His given reason—
Xiao Hua is so beautiful, he’s afraid someone might steal her away.
Tang Li: "......"
Xiao Minglan: "......"
Earlier, when Tang Li was giving birth, Xiao Minglan had informed her daughter.
Now, Song Ru called to check in.
Upon learning that mother and daughter were safe, Song Ru was delighted and asked her mother for a photo of her niece.
"Ah Li is so beautiful, Bai Yan has an especially high bridge of the nose, the daughter will be good-looking no matter who she resembles." Song Ru commented with a smile, "Who do you think the child resembles more?"
"Well... she looks a little like everyone."
Xiao Minglan claimed she wasn’t lying.
The child’s gender, wasn’t that just like her mother?
The father’s resemblance might be in her strength.
That little fist sure held tightly.
As for the photo—
"Babies don’t photograph well, you’ll have to see her in person at Tan Palace to witness it."
Such mystery...
Song Ru placed the cellphone on the vanity and turned to tell her husband, "I bet she gave birth to a little beauty!"
Bear in mind, their biggest regret was not having another daughter.
Fu Jinliang set the magazine aside, "That would be great; pretty girls look best in floral fabric, next time you should buy more and send it over."
"That’s exactly what I was thinking." Song Ru climbed into bed, applying a facial mask: "Kids with high noses and oval faces look great in those flat pumpkin hats too!"
Song Ru is a person who acts on her intentions.
The next morning, she went on a shopping spree at several malls.
Then, carrying large bags, she went to visit her dear niece.
And then—
She witnessed her niece’s true face.
Song Ru: "..."
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See you this evening!
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