"Oh dear, why is my eldest granddaughter crying?"
Geng Shuhua turned around to see her eldest granddaughter's face streaked with tears, and immediately felt heartache. She promptly picked up the child to comfort her.
"Let me see."
The Old Madam came over too: "Look at this poor child, is she hungry?"
Xiao Yuan walked over, glanced at the child, and reached out to hold her in his arms: "No worries, she'll be fine after a while in my arms."
For some reason, the little baby calmed down in Xiao Yuan's embrace and soon fell asleep, no longer shedding tears.
Xiao Yuan gently stroked the baby's back, bits of spiritual power entering the child's body, soothing her panic and unease.
"Let's give the child a name."
The little baby was actually not sleeping completely calmly and perked up upon hearing this.
