Chapter 947: Extra 20 – Xixi the Little One Arrives

Guan Yu privately referred to Cheng Zhirang during this period as the “Top Ten Male Nanny.”

He started early, was resolute in his attitude, had a gentle temperament, made an excellent soup, and could take care of the pregnant woman while fully handling prenatal education.

He was incredible, and Guan Yu decided not to get within two kilometers of Mu Qiu until she had her child.

How did Mu Qiu know? She secretly played with her phone while in the restroom and saw the 99+ message notification in the chat group. Guan Yu and Li Yang couldn’t meet up in person, but they were having a lively chat in the group.

She repeatedly wanted to join the group chat, but considering the baby, she resignedly put down her phone.

At nine months, Cheng Zhirang finally got over the fear of “Living if they make it to seven, not living if they don’t make it to eight” and entered the tension of the waiting-for-birth period.

Mu Qiu was eating pregnancy nuts and wrote his situation down on an inspiration sticky note, thinking it might turn into a representation of the top ten good men someday.

On the ninth day of the ninth month, at the end of March, when poplars sprouted and peach blossoms bloomed, Mu Qiu was ready.

The delivery bag had been prepped early and placed in the car, and Yuan Chun, Mu Zhi, and He Jia had been staying in the Half Mountain Villa lately. Early in the morning, feeling the initial signs, Mu Qiu tolerated the pain and called Cheng Zhirang, and the whole family hurried to the hospital smoothly.

On the afternoon of March 29, a little princess was born.

From then on, another girl lived in Cheng Zhirang’s secret base.

The commotion of their hospital visit couldn’t be concealed; however, someone had been contacted beforehand to politely ask the paparazzi press aside. Not long after the baby was born, he announced it himself.

[Cheng Zhirang V: Dreams come true.]

The long-excited Assistant Wen wasn’t so brief and howled excitedly on his side account.

[It’s a little princess! The nurse said it’s rare to see a baby born so fair-skinned, with thick hair and beautiful eyes!]

She was indeed beautiful, and her nose was not flat like some other children. The key was her full head of thick prenatal hair, even shocking Mu Qiu, the mother.

Could her most remarkable gene be the one against baldness?!

Her shocked expression was kind of funny, with sweat all over her face, pale lips, and her eyes wide open in disbelief as if she wanted to get up and confirm the child’s hair was real.

Cheng Zhirang kissed the corner of her eye, rubbed away her tears, and said gently, “Thank you for your hard work. She looks beautiful, just like you.”

She really did look like Mu Qiu.

Oval face, small pointed chin, large bright eyes, clear black and white, ever since she could open her eyes, as soon as she looked at Cheng Zhirang, he’d melt.

Looking again at Mu Qiu’s eyes, alright, he had no say whatsoever.

For example, when it came to naming the child, the naming rights, after Mu Qiu’s consent, barely included half of his opinion.

Mu Qiu: “I think your surname makes naming easy. Do you think she should have a romantic name, a lively one, or a more powerful one?”

Cheng Zhirang humbly asked for examples of each style.

“Like Cheng Yu, Programmer, Cheng Attendant, Cheng along with the wind, or even Cheng Rhyme Relay isn’t impossible.”

Cheng Zhirang: “…Can we switch to another style?”

The others laughed uncontrollably from the side.

Finally, Mu Qiu came to her senses, discarded those weird names, exchanged them for some normal ones, and combined with Cheng Zhirang’s input, they finally decided on a name.

Cheng Xi, with the nickname Xixi.

Originally, the latter character should have been “Xī,” but considering the child might cry all the way home from failing to write her own name in kindergarten, they opted for something simpler.

And so, our little friend Cheng Xi came into the world.

From the time Xixi was born, everything related to her — except for occasional nursing — was wholly handled by Cheng Zhirang.

The parenting knowledge he learned in parenting class could finally be applied, and he was in high spirits, with no sign of reluctance.

His diaper-changing skills were smoother than anyone else’s in the household, and he arranged the nursery all by himself.

Every day, after soothing Xixi to sleep, he would stay and chat with Mu Qiu.

After having the baby, Mu Qiu’s mind returned to what it was before she got pregnant, worried that the chaos of caring for the child would cause restlessness, she asked Cheng Zhirang to hire a nanny.

Yuan Chun had lessons to teach and couldn’t stay here all the time, and neither could He Jia. Plus, having two moms around made her uneasy. So besides one auntie at home, there was also a nanny. Cheng Zhirang’s baby-caring responsibilities weren’t too hectic, giving him even more time to stay with her.

While the baby was asleep, they would sneak kisses in the washroom, just like dating without the family knowing, making Mu Qiu feel she wasn’t like those who were locked in a room desperately dealing with a small, fragile life.

So when she was out of confinement, she happily dragged Cheng Zhirang around every room, finally whipping up some tomato and egg over noodles in the kitchen, eating with relish.

In the subsequent child-rearing process, Mu Qiu was only involved, never worrying.

Xixi learned to crawl, rolled over, stood up, walked wobbling, and called for “Papa Mama,” and she was involved in all these, but the moment Xixi cried, she stopped participating.

The child’s cries were too loud, like a drill, messing up her inspiration all day. Cheng Zhirang would soothe the child and bring her back for kisses.

When Xixi turned one, she could walk independently, no longer speaking in single syllables or with unclear pronunciation, beginning to explore more extensive communication with the world.

For example, in the morning, after Cheng Zhirang dressed her, she’d toddle out with her short legs, hugging the BJD doll Shi Yuhuai gave her. Her chubby little finger, like ginger shoots, would point at Mu Qiu, in a baby voice introducing her doll: “Ma~ Mama~”

Then pointing at Cheng Zhirang, coming from the room: “Pa~ Papa~ face face~”

Finally blowing kisses to both, spreading happiness, and taking the chance to hold onto Cheng Zhirang’s leg, standing on his slippers, and looking up to make a request: “Face face~”

Cheng Zhirang would pick her up: “Alright, make face face for Xixi.”

Mu Qiu, without turning, said: “Didn’t we just have noodles yesterday? Won’t that be hard to digest? I want shrimp wontons, or fried dough sticks, or soup dumplings also work.”

She took the opportunity to make her own demands too.

Xixi didn’t understand such long sentences; holding Cheng Zhirang’s face with lotus root-like hands, she shouted “face face.”

Cheng Zhirang gave her a kiss, holding her as he walked to the kitchen, soothing her with a gentle voice, “Alright, make Xixi meat noodles, square noodles, and how about soup dumplings? They’re also made of face face.”

Xixi felt puzzled, though she mostly caught the repeated mention of “face face,” thinking it was indeed the noodles from yesterday, clenching her little fists in excitement in his arms: “Eat face face~”

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A true story, my uncle’s son was born fair-skinned and with a full head of hair, and he grew into a handsome young man. Our Xixi will also be a beautiful little girl.