Rebirth of the Little Lucky Star in the ‘80s

an she expected, at least she doesn’t need to be abandoned or killed!

    “Look how beautiful the little girl looks! The other babies were red and ugly when they were just born, like a little old man.
Our baby can be white and chubby.
She is really a beautiful girl!” The more she look at the baby, the more she likes her, and she didn’t want to let go of her.

    “That’s right! How can my daughter not look good? My wife is so beautiful, of course her daughter is beautiful!” Shen Jianlin couldn’t hold her daughter, so he hugged his wife with a smug look on his face.

    Fubao only felt that his father seemed a bit silly.

    “Come on, Xiujuan, take a look at the baby.” The old lady Shen placed the child gently in front of her daughter-in-law Lin Xiujuan, very cautiously, as if she was dealing with some rare treasure,

“Xiujuan, you have worked so hard adding such a beautiful girl to our old Shen family.
You are really a great hero of our family!”

    Even though Lin Xiujuan who was half lying on the bed was very weak, she laughed when she heard this, “Mom, I’m okay, and the baby is born safely.
It’s worth the hard work.
That…”

    The four boys on the side could no longer hold back.
They were not tall enough, so they stood on tiptoes and looked up vigorously.

    The eight-year-old eldest Shen Zhishu stretched out his hand to grab the arm of the old lady, “Grandma! I want to see my sister too! Show me!” 

The six-year-old second son, Shen Zhili flushed with excitement, “Grandma, I want to hug my sister too.
Let me give her a hug!” 

The third and fourth twin brothers, Shen Zhiyi and Shen Zhile, who are five-year-old twins, also tried to take a look at their sister.

    “No, if you hold her, you’ll drop your sister! I’ll carry my granddaughter to show the old man first, then I’ll show you!” The old lady Shen said as she carried the little baby to the next room.

“Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.”

                                                                  ~ Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Grey