The courtyard house, without the script of Sha Zhu.

"Old Jia, our Jia family has an heir now, you can finally rest in peace."

At this point, Jia Dongxu was initially dismissive, after all, in his view, this was just his mother's usual rambling and superstitious talk, and he could understand such things to some extent.

Actually, that's not it at all; it was Jia Zhangshi's heartfelt words.

There's nothing we can do about it, ever since Cao Wei, disguised as Old Jia, appeared last time.

When Jia Zhangshi passed by Old Jia's portrait on ordinary days, she was even a little afraid to speak loudly.

After all, it had truly manifested itself on her once, and for her, who called out to it every day and used necromancy, it was something else entirely.

She was terrified of this.

Therefore, at this moment, Jia Zhangshi is more seeking genuine psychological comfort.

Soon, seeing that Jia Zhangshi stopped muttering and instead laughed.

At this moment, Jia Dongxu also stood in front of Jia Zhangshi, but his expression was not very pleasant, and he couldn't help but question her.

"Mom, I heard Huairu's premature birth was because of you..."

Looking at Jia Dongxu's ashen face, and reflecting on everything he had done, he realized...

Feeling guilty, Jia Zhangshi sat down on the ground and started wailing loudly.

"Oh dear! Someone come quick! Old Jia, my life is so hard! I raised my son with such difficulty, and now, after listening to a few words from outsiders, he doesn't want me anymore! Waaah..."

It was precisely because of her guilty conscience that Jia Zhangshi cried so heartbreakingly this time.

There was no other way; Jia Zhangshi absolutely could not be caught red-handed. After all, if her son or that vixen Qin Huairu got hold of it, how would she control them in the future?

This scene immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

Upon seeing this, Jia Dongxu's words of question vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of helplessness towards his mother, and he could only help her up.

Then he quickly changed his tune.

"Mom, I didn't mean to blame you. I was just wondering why Huai Ru would bump into something like that at home?"

"what!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhangshi, who had just been helped up, let out a wail and was about to sit down again when Jia Dongxu immediately shut up.

He realized that regardless of whether his mother was at fault, the matter could not be discussed any further. Even if he wasn't a mama's boy, he still had to save face in front of so many people.

Moreover, Jia Dongxu was a mama's boy, and seeing Jia Zhangshi like this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and mutter to himself.

"Hmph, trying to pin the blame on me? No way!"

While thinking about this, the Jia mother and son surprisingly stopped arguing and went into the ward, where they saw Qin Huairu lying on the bed with a pale face.

This scene stirred a pang of heartache in Jia Dongxu, who couldn't help but step forward and gently express his concern.

"Huai Ru, are you alright?"

When Qin Huairu saw Jia Dongxu arrive, she felt a surge of grievances she wanted to express.

However, Jia Zhangshi, who also entered the ward, did not even glance at Qin Huairu. Instead, she went straight to the nursery bed, picked up the baby, and chuckled as she played with him.

"As expected of my good grandson, he's got the makings of a high-ranking official."

This only made Qin Huairu even angrier.

You know, she really had a close call with death in there just now, after all, she went into premature labor.

But looking at Jia Dongxu, who wasn't even making eye contact with her at that moment, and just silently lowering his head, she realized he was a different story.

Qin Huairu understood almost instantly.

At this moment, Jia Dongxu probably knew something, but what could he do about it?

After spending so much time together, she figured out this man's mama's boy and his weak side.

Right now, continuing to dwell on that topic would only make her uncomfortable.

At this point, Qin Huairu could only sigh.

He cursed himself for choosing the wrong person.

Just then, Yi Zhonghai arrived at the ward.

At that moment, the first thing that came to his mind when he saw Qin Huairu's pale face was heartache.

He could roughly guess the cause and effect. If it wasn't Jia Zhangshi, how could Qin Huairu, a pregnant woman, have fallen to the ground for no reason?

But when he tried to look at Jia Zhangshi, he found that she was holding a child who was still asleep.

In an instant, Yi Zhonghai felt all his anger dissipate, and even his gaze softened. This was his son, the son of the Yi family.

However, Yi Zhonghai ultimately understood that this was not something he could say directly. So, after taking a deep breath, he didn't bring up anything else, but instead looked at the child in Jia Zhangshi's arms and couldn't help but ask about Jia Dongxu.

"Dongxu, have you decided on a name for our son?"

"Hey, don't worry about that. Old Jia told me before that if we have a grandson, he'll name him Jia Geng, with the nickname Bang Geng."

Upon hearing this name, the three adults in the ward all frowned.

To be honest, the name wasn't particularly appealing, but in the end, no one dared to object.

Jia Zhangshi has brought up the deceased Jia family, how can we refute her?

And so, naturally, the name was decided.

Then, Jia Zhangshi glanced at Qin Huairu somewhat guiltily and spoke in a feigned manner.

"Huai Ru, wait a minute, I'll go back and make you some chicken soup right away."

After saying that, she handed the child to Jia Dongxu.

Jia Zhangshi also chose to leave.

The reason he was willing to make chicken soup was because he saw that the child was rather thin, which was obviously due to insufficient pregnancy.

In addition, the reasons caused by myself led to the other party's premature birth.

And with the blessing of the so-called good grandson, otherwise, even if it were a little less, Jia Zhangshi would not have spun money to make chicken soup for Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu understood that this was Jia Zhangshi's way of apologizing to her.

But when the chicken soup finally arrived, as she drank it and looked at her baby in swaddling clothes, she felt incredibly comfortable.

But this good life only lasted one day. The chicken soup was gone on the second day, and on the third day, Madam Jia urged her to be discharged from the hospital.

This is based on the premise that Qin Huairu was born prematurely; otherwise, Jia Zhangshi would probably have urged Qin Huairu to be discharged from the hospital on the first day, since staying in the hospital is free, right?

The day after being discharged from the hospital, Jia Zhangshi held her head high as if she wanted to reach the sky, telling everyone she met that she had gained a wonderful grandson.

Although the neighbors were disgusted by this behavior, they ultimately gave the child some face and said some polite words.

And also to celebrate the birth of her grandson, Jia Zhangshi gritted her teeth and bought some of the cheapest candy, intending for Jia Dongxu to distribute it.

However, at this moment, Yi Zhonghai stepped forward again and waved his hand to express his opinion.

"They had a son, and it was their first child, so they had to hold a banquet."