The next day, Lin Lan went to the old woman's house, bringing the clothes and a red envelope she had prepared for the baby. "Congratulations, Grand-aunt!"
The old woman looked at her happily. "We were thinking it would be perfect if the baby was born after the New Year, but who knew the little one was in such a hurry to celebrate with us!"
Lin Lan smiled. "I heard from Xiangyang that the baby weighed a hefty eight pounds. He must be so fair and chubby, just adorable to look at!"
The old woman thought for a moment and said, "Let your grand-aunt give you some advice. After your seventh month, don't eat too well. Otherwise, the baby will get too big, and you'll be the one to suffer during labor."
Lin Lan nodded. "My mom told me the same thing."
