Chapter 127

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

In fact, long before this, the meticulous and considerate Guo Lanxin had already considered that everyone, busy with Xiner's childbirth, might not yet have eaten breakfast. Thus she had the kitchen prepare early.

Seeing that the child had been safely born at this moment, Guo Lanxin timely proposed: "Why don't we go have breakfast first? I imagine everyone must be both tired and hungry by now."

Upon hearing these words, An Wangfei pondered briefly, thinking that the several children might also be starving by now, so she no longer declined and readily agreed. Thus, everyone moved one after another toward the Shan Tang to enjoy breakfast.

On the long and winding path leading to the Shan Tang, Guo Lanxin walked lightly, but her heart remained concerned for Yan Xiner, still asleep.

With every step she took, she did not forget to carefully instruct the servants following closely behind: "Make sure the kitchen keeps the millet porridge warm at all times, and that the rich, mellow chicken soup continues to simmer without stopping for a moment! Also, remember to prepare the freshly baked eggs, as well as various other delicious dishes."

This series of instructions was like a string of carefully woven notes, intertwining in the air into a melody of care.

The child was entrusted to the experienced nainai for care, and Ai Chun tiptoed into the room. Seeing Yan Xiner sleeping soundly, she could not bear to disturb this peace. Thus, she merely left Linglong alone to keep watch there, while she herself went with everyone to the Shan Tang to enjoy breakfast.

Today's breakfast was exceptionally abundant, filling a table with a dazzling array. The chestnut zongzi exuding an enticing aroma had glutinous rice crystal clear and translucent, and the filling wrapped within made one drool; the glutinous rice grains were plump, soft and moderately sticky, melting in the mouth;

Luda Gun was golden in color, with a rich bean fragrance, leaving an endless aftertaste; Jin Yu Man Tang gathered various precious ingredients, with excellent color, aroma, and flavor; Qian Si Bing was layered, crisp and delicious, crumbling into countless pieces at a light touch;

The spiciness of Sun La Mian was just right, stimulating the taste buds and making one unable to stop; the Rou You Bing had a crisp exterior and juicy filling, leaving a lingering fragrance in the mouth with one bite; the San Xian Mian had a fresh and delicious soup, with smooth and chewy noodles; finally, that bowl of corn and pumpkin porridge, with gold and orange-red complementing each other, was like a beautiful painting.

Looking at the table full of delicacies before them, everyone could not help but swallow their saliva, their eyes flashing with excitement. They eagerly picked up their chopsticks one after another, fully enjoying this feast of taste. For a time, the Shan Tang was filled with laughter and the sounds of chewing food.

Time passed quietly. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they did not leave in a hurry as usual. It turned out that An Wangfei was concerned about Yan Xiner, who had not yet awakened, and insisted on waiting until she woke before she could leave with peace of mind. Thus, everyone sat quietly there, some speaking in low voices, and time slowly flowed by without anyone noticing.

Finally, nearing noon, Yan Xiner slowly woke up. Linglong, who had been guarding by her side, saw this and hurriedly called other yatou to go report. The news quickly reached An Wangfei and the others' ears, and they hurriedly rose, walking toward the room where Yan Xiner was with joy in their hearts.

After receiving the news, everyone surged toward Yan Xiner's room like a tide. For a time, the originally quiet corridor became extremely noisy. Inside the room, Yan Xiner, after a period of rest, had gradually recovered some energy.

After An Wangfei quickly walked into the room, she went straight to the bedside and sat down, tightly holding Yan Xiner's hand, and asked concernedly: "Xiner, do you feel better?" Yan Xiner nodded slightly and responded softly: "Thank you, Mother Consort, for your concern. I feel much better." Then she looked at the Wangfei and asked: "Where is the child? Where is my child?"

Guo Lanxin, standing beside, saw this and hurriedly instructed the nainai to bring the child over. Soon, the nainai carefully held the swaddled infant and walked to the bedside. Yan Xiner eagerly stretched out both hands, took the child from the nainai's hands, and gently held him in her arms.

Looking at this small life that had come into the world after hardships, Yan Xiner's face was full of a loving smile, her eyes filled with endless tenderness and affection.

Just then, Qianqian, who had been standing by the side curiously watching, could not help but speak: "Elder Sister, what is his name?" Hearing this, Yan Xiner came back to her senses as if waking from a dream. It turned out that before this, she and her husband Ai Chun had already discussed two names, one for a boy and one for a girl.

Now that a boy was born, according to the agreement he was named Ai Yuzhou. The reason for choosing this name was to hope that when the child grew up, he would be intelligent and outstanding in talent. As for the nickname, he was called Zhouzhou, meaning that he could be like a small boat, riding the wind and breaking waves in the ocean of life, moving forward courageously.

Upon hearing this name, An Wangfei could not help but nod repeatedly in praise: "This name is truly well-chosen! Both pleasant to hear and full of deep meaning." As soon as she finished speaking, Linglong was seen carrying a bowl of steaming hot millet porridge in.

Yan Xiner gently returned the child to An Wangfei, while Qianqian by the side happily stepped forward, begging: "Mother, let me hold my little nephew, okay?" An Wangfei smiled and instructed: "Then you must be very careful, don't hurt him."

Then she helped Qianqian adjust her posture for holding the child, Ai Chun also stepped forward and said, Zhouzhou I am your little uncle, Ai Yuzhou laughed gurgle gurgle, Qianqian said Zhouzhou I am your little aunt, little Zhouzhou continued to laugh, Yan Xiner looked at this scene before her with full satisfaction in her heart and eyes, took the bowl and slowly drank the porridge.

After sitting down with Yan Xiner to rest for a while, An Wangfei told everyone she was preparing to rise and return to the Fu Di. Guo Lanxin saw this and hurriedly and warmly urged her to stay: "Wangfei Elder Sister, you're leaving already? Why not stay and have lunch with us!"

However, An Wangfei smiled and politely declined: "Thank you, Younger Sister, for your kindness, but there are other matters at home that need handling, so it is inconvenient to stay longer." After speaking, she slowly stood up, and An Wang, Yan Shuang'er, Qianqian Yan Jie immediately boarded the carriage together, heading toward the direction of An Wangfu.

When the group safely arrived at An Wangfu, the sky had already grown dark. As soon as the Wangfei got off the carriage, she immediately instructed the servants by her side to go inform Yan Si, telling him he must return home for dinner tonight. At the same time, An Wangfei secretly thought in her heart that today happened to be the day Yan Wanggui returned, truly a double happiness!