Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1516 - 1517: Sensible People

Mother Qi hesitated to mention the grandson's name to Cheng Su directly, yet she couldn't hold back. She secretly contacted Qi Taiguo, telling him the child's Five Elements were Metal, so a metal-related name would suit perfectly.

She also highlighted the drawbacks of such male names, including constant illnesses and life's hardships, all to convince her son.

Qi Taiguo brushed it off, saying no need for such drama; the birth certificate was already issued, household registration was coming in days, and the name was set.

Mother Qi felt uneasy but held her tongue, merely grumbling a bit while warning him not to mention it to his wife, to avoid disrupting her post-partum recovery mood.

Qi Taiguo was taken aback somewhat, yet relieved his mother had shared this, so he readily promised.

After his chat with Mother Qi, a call came from his father. A quick talk revealed why she'd spoken up: fear of missing out on seeing the grandson.

Qi Taiguo chuckled inwardly, touched by the moment; indeed, one thing counters another perfectly.

Twelve days later, per local traditions, the baby had solidly taken root. Cheng Su's family skipped deity urns, but Mother Cheng prepared chicken and meat, burned incense indoors, and held a roadside ceremony. With July's Ghost Festival ongoing, offerings were essential to ward spirits from their precious one.

While her mother handled things, Cheng Su stayed silent, just listening. Hearing she could finally bathe and shampoo lifted her spirits hugely.

Even using ginger-peel herbal water, cooled naturally without cold additions, and sparingly, Cheng Su savored the simple bath and hair wash, feeling reborn.

Over these twelve days, Cheng Su indulged in tonics galore, from Ejiao chicken stew to bird's nest and collagen. Soon her face gained color, body filling out nicely.

Best of all, her son was a dream, rarely fussing; nights passed undisturbed, letting her sleep soundly and recover swiftly.

By twenty days in, Cheng Su's glow returned strikingly; Hualing and Chunhua couldn't help admiring and envying her.

"Nothing beats your own mom's care. No mother-in-law matches that," Hualing, who'd done post-partum at her parents', knew it well.

"It varies by person; Chunhua and Guiying thrived under their mothers-in-law too!" Cheng Su smiled.

"Yeah, it's all about luck. A kind mother-in-law is a blessing; a nasty one..." Hualing trailed off.

Cheng Su replied, "Yours isn't awful; she's not overly selfish."

"She's learning to be now. After Chen Shouwang's mess, does she dare provoke me?" Hualing sneered, "Craves trouble, rejects her grandson, just itching to stir!"

Old grudges resurfaced.

Cheng Su advised, "Let it go; no divorce yet, so carry on. Keep harping, and bonds weaken. We're moms now—rein in that temper."

Hualing pouted, "I'm only venting to you!"

"Chat while you can; soon you'll head home with no one like me for straight talk. Look after yourself!" Cheng Su arched her brows.

Hualing grew wistful; her sharp tongue scared off friends. Cheng Su's patience was a rare gem. Leaving soon, who knew if she'd find tolerant ears again.