Three days later.
It was time for Yan Lingyun to leave the hospital.
Lian Youming first went to the Post and Telecommunications Bureau to call his father-in-law and Qin Yuhu's family and let them know all was well. Only then did he take his wife home. Hearing that Yan Lingyun had returned from the hospital, all the neighbors came over.
"Oh my, he must weigh seven jin."
"Lingyun really had a hard time of it. When I had my eldest, he was only a little over five jin, and the pain nearly killed me. Took half my life away." "Tsk, look at that face. What a handsome little thing."
Everyone gathered around the baby in the cradle, looking him over.
Even the two little mongrels on the floor stuck out their tongues and stood on tiptoe to peer inside.
Sure enough, though he had still been all wrinkled two days earlier, his features had already filled out. Pink and tender, he showed no fear of strangers, gazing around with wide eyes, bewildered and uncomprehending.
Yan Lingyun was still somewhat weak, so caring for the baby naturally fell to Lian Youming. Though he had already achieved three energies unification, he dared not slack off in the slightest while watching over this little thing. He felt inexplicably nervous, especially when holding him.
Nor did he dare be too casual, or the Junk King might emerge from some obscure corner and deliver another vicious blow.
Lian Ruopu.
Since that was his formal name, Yan Lingyun also gave him a nickname: Stone.
It was the young couple's first time caring for a baby. With no experience, both were on tenterhooks. Even in the middle of the night, they had to check the boy's breathing, afraid he might fall silent.
Fortunately, with Third Aunt and