1977: The beginning of the blind date with the daughter of the king

Chapter 679 Naming!

"Zhu Lin's family"

"Come on, take a look, it's a boy!"

At that moment, the nurse came out carrying a wrinkled little baby and spoke to the group of people at the door.

"Come here, give it to me, let me hold you!"

Shen Yuxiu hurriedly went to meet them and took the child in her arms.

"Nurse, how is my husband?"

Li Changhe didn't rush to see the child; instead, he anxiously asked the nurse.

"Your wife is fine. She's resting inside now and will be out in a little while."

"Okay, thank you, nurse!"

Li Changhe sincerely thanked him before turning to look at his son.

Newborn babies are usually all wrinkled and their heads are somewhat deformed, so they can hardly be described as pretty.

"It's still a bit cold, Mom, you take him back inside first. I'll wait here for Linlin to come out so we can go together!"

Li Changhe then spoke to his mother.

“Okay, let’s take the baby back first, and you can wait here for Linlin.”

Afterwards, several elderly people carrying children went back to the VIP ward not far away, while Li Changhe sat on the long bench at the door, waiting for his wife.

About half an hour later, Zhu Lin was wheeled out of the delivery room. Her face was pale, and her hair was damp with sweat, sticking together in strands.

Where is our son?

After coming out, Zhu Lin saw Li Changhe and asked him subconsciously.

"Mom took him back to the house first. I'll wait for you here. You'll see him when you get back to the house."

Li Changhe held Zhu Lin's hand and said softly.

Afterwards, the couple returned to the house, and Li Changhe carried Zhu Lin to the bed.

"Alright, Changhe, stop busying yourself here and take your mother home first."

“Your mother needs to go back to make medicine for Linlin. I can keep an eye on things here. I'll also take your father and father-in-law back to school.”

Shen Yuxiu then spoke quickly to Li Changhe.

At this moment, Liu Shuwan reluctantly placed the child in her arms onto the small wooden bed next to her.

"That's right, I need to hurry back and make Eight Treasures Soup for Linlin. Changhe, you drive me back!"

No matter how much I like my grandson, my daughter has to come first right now.

This Eight Treasures Soup was specially formulated by an old pharmacist from Tongrentang, who took Zhu Lin's pulse and, based on her constitution and the rare medicinal herbs in Li Changhe's family, prepared the dosage specifically for Zhu Lin's postpartum recovery.

Now that the baby has been born, Liu Shuwan naturally wants to replenish her daughter's energy as soon as possible.

"Okay, Mom, you keep an eye on them. I'll take my mom and dad back first."

Li Changhe declined, explaining that this was a high-ranking cadre ward at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, with a very high level of nursing care and strict security.

Like today, Zhu Lin was the only mother in the delivery room, so there was no need to worry about anything like the babies being switched at birth.

Soon, Li Changhe took Liu Shuwan home and then took Li Lishan and the other person to school.

"By the way, Changhe, you still need to consider where we should hold the rice delivery event?"

Sending rice is actually a way to celebrate the birth of a child. Generally, it's twelve days after a boy's birth and eight days after a girl's birth, followed by inviting relatives and friends to a meal.

In the past, life was tough, and sending rice was mostly just a formality. But in the last two years, it's clear that life is getting better and better, and pork supply has been liberalized.

Therefore, Professor Zhu felt that it was appropriate to hold such a lively event as delivering rice.

Another reason is that he also wanted to take advantage of this happy occasion to show off his family.

To be honest, back in the Industrial College, he and Li Lishan were the envy of many people. After all, his son-in-law and Li Lishan's son were clearly promising young talents destined for great success.

A Peking University student, the top scorer in the national college entrance examination that year, an author whose work has been published in the People's Daily, and a renowned writer—these accolades have led many to have high hopes for Li Changhe's future.

Therefore, to be honest, the two of them have spent the last few years being showered with praise.

But he couldn't resist. Right after graduating in February, Li Changhe was assigned to work at the Writers' Association!
The Writers' Association is a good organization, especially in this day and age, but it depends on who you're dealing with.

For graduates of Peking University, job assignments are not a problem; the question they need to consider is where they will be assigned!

Even when it comes to assigning jobs, there are good and bad outcomes. The good ones can soar to great heights, while the bad ones are just ordinary and unremarkable!

Normally speaking, Li Changhe would definitely be among those who rise to the top in one fell swoop!
But what shocked them all was that Li Changhe was admitted to the Writers Association.

Especially since the Industrial College is not far from Peking University, some teachers sometimes talk about the inside story of how some national ministries were poaching students from Peking University, and their words are full of regret for Li Changhe or schadenfreude.

Li Lishan and Professor Zhu certainly knew the inside story of how Li Changhe was assigned, but knowing it didn't stop them from feeling dissatisfied when they heard these rumors or saw the mocking looks from those people.

I feel a bit frustrated!
So, taking advantage of the opportunity to deliver the rice, Professor Zhu wanted Li Changhe to hold a grand celebration, gather his relatives and friends, and let his colleagues at the school see what it was all about.

"Yes, we need to think about this. I think we can find a restaurant outside to hold it. Anyway, the country has relaxed restrictions now, so there are fewer restrictions on eating and drinking."

"By the way, don't you have a good relationship with the Beijing Hotel? How about we hold the banquet there?"

Li Lishan also spoke up.

Even a clay figure has a temper. After hearing too many rumors at school, Li Lishan was also a little annoyed and this time fully supported his father-in-law's opinion.

"The Beijing Hotel?"

"Isn't it a bit far?"

"Besides, that's a hotel catering to foreigners. It's not appropriate for a large group of people to go in there!"

Li Changhe hadn't yet figured out his two fathers' mindsets, and said with considerable surprise.

Professor Zhu said proudly, "We want to broaden their horizons."

Hearing his father-in-law say this, Li Changhe had a better understanding of the situation.

“Okay, then let’s skip the Beijing Hotel. The Jianguo Hotel over there started its trial operation in March this year, and I estimate it will open in the next few days.”

"Let's go straight to the Jianguo Hotel. It's newly built and has the best and most upscale interior decoration."

Li Changhe said with a smile.

"Jianguo Hotel? Is that the one that CCTV has been reporting on a lot recently?"

"Okay, that's fine too!"

Professor Zhu said with a smile.

The Jianguo Hotel is now a celebrated story in Beijing, mainly because it was the first hotel jointly operated by the state and foreign capital, and its management team consisted entirely of foreigners.

"But there are a lot of foreigners there. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to show your face there?"

Li Lishan asked hesitantly.

The Jianguo Hotel is a prestigious establishment, but Li Changhe has a special status, and there are many foreigners there. Will it affect his son's status?
"It's alright, you two can take care of things over there, I won't go."

"I estimate that we will need to set up another table at the Beijing Hotel to invite some leaders who are not in a position to appear in public. So, you two can take care of the reception there."

“I’ll make sure they use the highest-spec equipment, and I’ll definitely give you two a lot of face.”

Li Changhe then said with a smile.

Li Lishan and Professor Zhu agreed.

When others ask, they can give a normal answer that Li Changhe is accompanying an unspeakable high-ranking leader.

"Okay, then let's go with the Jianguo Hotel."

After seeing Li Lishan and Professor Zhu off, Li Changhe returned home. "Changhe, take these medicines with you in the car later. There's a Traditional Chinese Medicine department over there; I'll go there to have them prepare the medicine."

At this moment, Liu Shuwan pointed to the packaged medicinal herbs at Li Changhe and said seriously.

"Row!"

Li Changhe put the medicine in the car, and then waited for Liu Shuwan to finish brewing the Eight Treasures Soup at home before taking Liu Shuwan to Xiehe Hospital.

By the time they arrived at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Zhu Lin had already fallen asleep, as she was quite weak at the moment.

"Linlin, come on, drink the Eight Treasures Soup first, then go to sleep!"

Liu Shuwan woke her up and had Zhu Lin drink the Eight Treasures Soup first.

The Eight Treasures Soup wasn't actually that bitter, and Zhu Lin didn't fuss; she gulped it down in no time.

After all, the ginseng in Bazhen Tang (Eight Treasures Soup) is the King of Ginseng, which was brought back from Northeast China. This was a special soup recipe specially prepared for her by the old gentleman from Tongrentang based on the medicinal properties of this ginseng.

Sure enough, after drinking it, Zhu Lin felt warm inside, and her initial weakness and drowsiness dissipated considerably.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Seeing that Zhu Lin was still awake with her eyes open, Li Changhe said softly.

"I'm not going to sleep anymore, I feel much more energetic now."

"Hey, Changhe, have you thought about a name for our son yet?"

Zhu Lin asked curiously at this moment.

They had actually discussed several names before, but hadn't decided on any of them.

"No rush. When you get home in a few days, we can discuss it slowly and see what kind of name to give him."

"But for now, you can give him a nickname. What do you want to call him?"

Li Changhe said gently at this moment.

"A nickname? Let me think!"

"People say that children with bad names are easy to raise, and our son was born in the Year of the Dog, so why don't we..."

Zhu Lin then looked at Li Changhe with a grin.

"Whatever you do, don't tell me his name is Gousheng!"

At this moment, Li Changhe glared fiercely at Zhu Lin, for his son was far from being so arrogant as to use such a nasty name.

"What are you thinking? Who would name their son like that? I mean, how about Quan Quan?"

Zhu Lin asked with a grin.

After listening, Li Changhe shook his head: "It doesn't seem that great."

"I suddenly thought of one, including his famous name!"

"What do you think about calling him Li Zheng?"

"Li Zheng? Which Zheng?"

Zhu Lin asked curiously at this moment.

"The 'zheng' of iron will!"

"To be honest, I think our son has everything he needs in this life. The assets I left him are more than he could ever spend in ten lifetimes."

"So I hope that as the eldest son of our family, he can first establish his integrity and be upright in the future, so that my efforts in helping him build this family business will not have been in vain."

Li Changhe said seriously.

"Are you afraid I'll raise our son to be a spoiled brat?"

"But having a strong will is indeed good. Just like you said, this child will lack nothing in the future, so he must establish his spirit from a young age."

"With such an outstanding father as your role model, he can't let you down in the future. After all, like father, like son."

Zhu Lin paused for a moment after saying this, then looked at Li Changhe and laughed again.

"why are you laughing?"

Li Changhe asked curiously.

Zhu Lin pointed to the wooden bed next to her and said with a smile, "I suddenly realized that your son is actually my son, since he was born in the Year of the Dog!"

"Alright, let's get down to business. Stop making fun of our son!"

"However, I think our son really needs to be properly trained. As for the future, I really don't want him to go into business!"

"After all, once he grows up, business won't really be a challenge for him."

Li Changhe pondered for a moment and then said.

With his "foresight," he will definitely be able to complete the business path and reach a peak that will be difficult for future generations to surpass, unless a reborn individual emerges among his descendants and encounters an unprecedented change in the world, in which case it is possible for them to surpass him.

Upon hearing Li Changhe's words, a sudden flash of inspiration struck Zhu Lin.

"You want him to become a full-fledged official in the future?"

Come to think of it, although Li Changhe himself embarked on an unexpected path, his resources were there for all to see.

Putting everything else aside, just imagine what positions Li Changhe's Peking University classmates will hold when their sons start working twenty years from now.
Thinking about this, Zhu Lin felt a little emotional. If her son were to actually become a legitimate son, wouldn't things be so smooth that she didn't even dare to imagine it?

"No rush, let's see how he grows up. What if your son isn't interested in any of these things? What if he wants to be an artist or something?"

"These things are hard to explain, and I won't be too harsh or force him to do anything."

"We brought him into this world so that he could live a happy and joyful life, not become our puppet."

Li Changhe then said with a smile.

The idea of ​​having his son take the reins was something that had just crossed his mind, since business would really mean nothing to him at that point.

In life, one must have some goals.

However, he wouldn't force his son to make a choice. When he grows up, if he likes business, he can do business; if he likes to go straight, he can go straight. It's up to him.

"That's true. He's only been born yet, and we're already thinking about all this for him. It's too early."

"However, I also think the name you chose is very good, Li Zheng. May he be upright and righteous in the future, which is what we hope for."

"Then, let's call him Zhengzheng!"

Zhu Lin said with a smile.

Li Changhe nodded: "Okay!"

And just like that, the couple decided on their son's name.

That evening, Li Changhe was driven away again.

Although the VIP ward is a suite with a bed outside for the mothers to sleep in, both mothers wanted to stay there.

They had already made arrangements: one person would look after the mother and daughter, while the other would rest outside and then switch shifts at midnight.

That way, Li Changhe wouldn't be involved, since he wouldn't be wiping the child's bottom or anything like that in the middle of the night.

Letting him stay here and occupy a bed is disturbing other people's rest.

So the two of them drove Li Changhe away.

Li Changhe didn't argue. Anyway, he had a courtyard house next to Xiehe Hospital. He had already gotten the key before coming, so he could just go to sleep in the courtyard house there that night.

Now he's finally experiencing the benefits of having multiple properties!

(End of this chapter)