Mr. Jiang couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and said with a smile, "That's great, that's great, we've met our great-grandson, and our Jiang family has the next generation."
With an unstoppable smile on Mrs. Jiang's face, she quickly took the baby doll from the nurse's hand.
Taking a look at the appearance of the milk doll, although the milk doll hasn't opened her eyes yet, it can be seen that the child looks more like Zhao Xiulan.
It is said that sons are like mothers and daughters are like fathers. This sentence is indeed true.
Mrs. Jiang looked at the milk doll and followed Zhao Xiulan.
This kid is really cute.
Other children were born wrinkled and ugly, and it took a few days to raise the child well.
But this milk baby born by Zhao Xiulan is not like this.
The milk doll was born very clean and a little chubby, and it looked very cute.
This kid is likable at first sight.
In fact, Zhao Xiulan and Jiang Cheng are both good-looking, no matter if the child is like Zhao Xiulan or Jiang Cheng, they will not be bad.
Mrs. Jiang held the child in her arms, which was extremely rare.
"This child is really cute. With Xiulan's appearance, he will be very handsome when he grows up. I don't know how many girls he will like." Mrs. Jiang said with a smile on her face. The more I see it, the more I like it.
The little nurse on the side responded with a smile, "I have delivered so many children in the delivery room, and this is the most beautiful child I have ever seen."
The little nurse didn't say anything flattering, she really felt that way.
If she could have such a lovely child in the future, wouldn't she die happily?
The more the little nurse looked at the child, the more cute she felt, and she couldn't wait to give her a hug.
Mrs. Jiang smiled and said as a nurse since she was a child, "Thanks to my grandson-in-law, the child can grow up so good-looking with her."
The little nurse also saw Zhao Xiulan. They were right. Zhao Xiulan was born beautiful. The little nurse has never seen a woman more beautiful than Zhao Xiulan.
No matter how beautiful they are, the skin is still so good, no wonder the dolls born are good-looking.
The mother of the child is beautiful, but the father is not tall. He is tall and handsome, and the child is handsome when he follows him.
After all, the gene of the child's family is good.
The old man Jiang also looked at the milk doll very rarely, and waved to the old lady Jiang, "I want to hug too, can you give me a hug?"
Mrs. Jiang handed the child to Mr. Jiang, "You have to be careful, hold it well, and don't hurt the child."
The movements in Mr. Jiang's hands were more cautious, for fear that he would really hurt the child if he didn't pay attention alone.
Holding this little man, I suddenly felt a different emotion in my heart.
I've been looking forward to the birth of my child for a long time, and seeing him with my own eyes is really different.
"Little guy, I'm your grandfather, did you know?" Mr. Jiang was talking to the baby in his arms.
Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "The child is still so young, his eyes are not open, how can he recognize people? You tell him now, and he can't remember it. After the child grows up, every day If you are in contact with him, you will naturally recognize you and remember you."
How could Mr. Jiang not know, Hanhan smiled and said, "Am I not happy? I just missed a few words, and there is no other meaning."
Mrs. Jiang can also understand the joy in Mr. Jiang's heart.
In fact, she herself is the same.