Shen Lu felt the name was very pleasing to the ear, at least it was given by the child's father.
Tears slid down the corners of her eyes in an instant.
Tongtong's dad smiled and said, "You can hold him. I heard this ritual is particularly important, whoever holds him first, he will grow up to be like them. I hope the child can grow up to be as outstanding as Mr. Mu."
Mu Shaoci looked at the small and soft bundle, feeling his heart soften.
He extended his hands to hold him, looked at the wrinkly little face, and smiled.
"Truly adorable."
Shen Lu, afraid she couldn't hold back her tears, turned away, "I'm a little tired, I'll go to sleep first."
Tongtong said, "Brother Mu, do you want to try feeding the baby some sugar water?"
Mu Shaoci frowned slightly, "I don't know how, I'm afraid of choking him."
Although he found it interesting, he still didn't do it himself.
Mu Shaoci watched as Tongtong's dad fed the child, feeling a bit envious inside.
