Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1548: Chapter 1549: He’s Close with Everyone But Her

Mother Qi hadn’t felt this frustrated and wronged in her entire life as she did today. The reason was nothing but Qi Xiaoqi. Whenever she held him, he would immediately start wailing. Once he was in someone else’s arms, the crying stopped, and when he returned to her arms, the crying resumed. Even when the second aunt held him, the child behaved well and even flashed a generous smile.

Seeing this made Mother Qi’s heartache and discomfort deepen with a sense of grievance. Why was it that everyone could hold him without any issue, but when she held him, he would cry?

Could it be that her daughter-in-law secretly taught her grandson not to be close to her?

It was small-minded of Mother Qi to think this way—Qi Xiaoqi was just a month old. Even if he were taught, could such a young child understand?

But regardless of the truth, Qi Xiaoqi simply didn’t want Mother Qi to hold him, otherwise he would bawl. Cheng Su couldn’t stand it, so she gently reproached him while holding him, "What’s wrong with you today? That’s your grandmother!"

This rebuke made Mother Qi’s heart ache. She said, "Forget it, maybe it’s because my foot is still wrapped with ointment that has a smell. It makes him uncomfortable!"

She could only comfort herself this way.

Cheng Su gave a wry smile. As the family chatted, Cheng Yaozu and the Old Master Cheng arrived.

They had heard long ago that Old Master Cheng would attend the full month banquet. However, since he was old and had traveled such a long distance by train, enduring the journey’s trials, Cheng Su didn’t expect him to actually come. But now that he was here, they were naturally surprised and delighted.

"I thought you weren’t coming!" Cheng Su personally helped the old gentleman sit down.

"Today’s my grandson’s big day. How could I not come? I can still walk!" Old Master Cheng sat down with a smile, looking around at everyone in the room.

Cheng Su naturally had to introduce everyone. Old Master Cheng held Father Cheng’s hand and said, "You’ve raised a good daughter. I’m just taking advantage, recognizing her as a goddaughter. You don’t mind, do you?"

These words meant, even if you mind, it’s too late since the recognition has been made. What could be said against it?

"It’s this girl’s blessing. More people to love her makes me too happy to mind," Father Cheng laughed.

"Exactly, Old Master, you’re blessed. It’s a fortunate thing for this girl to have a connection with you," Mother Cheng chimed in welcomingly.

Old Master Cheng said, "It’s fate. We both have the surname Cheng. Who’s to say we don’t share the same ancestors?" He further inquired about Father Cheng’s ancestors.

Father Cheng explained one by one.

"Tracing back, it’s actually not surprising if we share the same ancestry," Mother Cheng beamed with joy.

She was delighted that her daughter could join such a wealthy family; it was all benefits and blessings, especially seeing the grandness of the Cheng family. The old master’s spirited appearance was evident of his good fortune.

Mother Qi secretly rolled her eyes but had to admit her daughter-in-law was indeed lucky, gaining such a connection with a wealthy family.

Thinking about Cheng Su’s fortune would also benefit her grandson, she felt happy and instantly began to flatter them.

The second aunt and daughter-in-law watching from the side were envious and jealous, thinking this niece-in-law indeed had good fortune; the people they associated with were truly distinguished.

"Taiguo daughter-in-law, quickly have Xiao Qi greet the old master with a bow!" Mother Qi reminded.

Cheng Su took the child from Elder Sister’s hands, brought him to Old Master Cheng, and said, "Godfather, this is my son, his formal name is Qi Fang, and his nickname is Xiao Qi."

Old Master Cheng, full of vitality, was especially fond of seeing newborns at his age. Taking the child and meeting Qi Xiaoqi’s eyes, he paused, his heart softening, "His eyes are beautiful, just like yours."

Cheng Su smiled, for she also thought her son’s eyes were the most expressive, speaking volumes when looking at people.

Mother Qi watched as her grandson, in a stranger’s arms, didn’t cry at all, feeling sour and wronged once more. Why was it that he just didn’t feel close to her?