The Fallen Medicine Woman: The Daily Life of Chun Nuan-Chapter 334 - 201: [Part 2]

Back when Chunyu just completed her first month and was holding Panpan while getting bullied by the Wu family, where were these so-called aunts and in-laws?

The rich have distant relatives on remote mountains, while the poor, even in bustling cities, have no one to ask after them.

Mrs. Xia had just put down a game piece when Panpan immediately jumped up.

"No, no, Grandma, I’m seeing double, I made a mistake, let’s start over."

"Alright, alright, you can start over." The old lady looked at Panpan with a laugh: "It seems Panpan’s eyes have aged like Grandma’s; they also see double."

"Panpan’s eyes aren’t old, it’s just that looking at Grandma’s face made me lost in thought, so my eyes blurred."

Panpan retracted a chess piece, looked at it again, and felt it was still not right, retracting another piece when Mrs. Xia was about to play her move, Panpan retracted once more.

To play chess by taking back three moves in a row, is this even okay?

Nanny Su couldn’t bear to look, raised her head to look at the sky. Hmm, at this rate, this match between the grandmother and granddaughter might reach a master’s level, taking at least two or three hours to finish it.

"Grandma, is mother carrying a brother or a sister in her belly?"

Panpan asked while placing a piece.

"Do you prefer a brother or a sister?" Mrs. Xia looked at her granddaughter with a laugh: "Whatever you like will come."

"Then I like a brother."

Panpan thought for a moment and confirmed that she preferred a brother.

"Why?"

"Because a brother is a boy, more easygoing, won’t cry for no reason, and even if he cries, it’s not the kind that can’t be soothed." Panpan said, "A sister won’t do, always crying, and Panpan doesn’t like crying children."

To think she herself is still a child, yet dares to say she doesn’t like crying children.

"Mm, our Panpan didn’t cry from a young age and is a good child."

"Yes, not crying is what makes a good child. I hope the brother that mother gives birth to won’t cry and will be very strong, like father."

Xia Guangcheng had Panpan call him papa, using father only in front of others.

"Yes, your papa is as powerful as your grandfather, and your brother will also be as powerful as your papa in the future."

Obviously, Mrs. Xia was very pleased when Panpan spoke highly of her son, yet as pleased as she was, she didn’t forget to eat Panpan’s chess pieces.

Just about to place that piece, sharp-eyed Panpan immediately noticed.

"Ah, no, no, Grandma, I made another mistake with this piece."

What a close call, almost fell for Grandma’s trick, eating my pieces while chatting. If I reacted a bit slower, they’d be eaten all up.

She didn’t want to concede so quickly; no matter what, she had to drag it out.

"Alright, then Panpan can play again."

The old lady continued to humor her.

Not far away, Chunyu was supported by Molan and Jian Lan for a walk, laughing loudly when she heard the conversation between the grandmother and granddaughter.

"They say you can’t take back a move once it’s made—Mrs. Xia, such a formidable person, yet seems to have abandoned all principles in front of Panpan."

This way of playing chess is something she encountered for the first time.

"Mrs. Xia used to take back moves when playing chess with the old General."

Nanny Zhou laughed and said, "Nanny Su said at that time, she was the one being pampered, and now she pampers the young lady."

"This is also the fortune of our mother and daughter."

Xiao Chunyu caressed her belly, with only one thought in mind, hoping this time to give birth to a boy, having both a son and a daughter would complete the word ’good’.

She was aware of her own physique; getting pregnant and giving birth was sheer luck, and no one could guarantee she could conceive again. The Xia family mother and son treated her and her daughter well, and naturally, she hoped to have a son to continue the Xia family lineage.

"Madam, those with fortune do not enter fortune-less doors; you and Panpan Miss are people with fortune, that’s why you entered the Xia family’s door."

"Nanny, you always know how to comfort my heart."

Chunyu laughed and said.

"I’m telling the truth."

Looking at this loyal wet nurse, Chunyu was deeply moved.

"Nanny, your hair is starting to turn gray."

"Ah, I’m getting old, time is relentless, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to serve the young lady for many more years."

Nanny Zhou, in her sentimentality, reverted back to calling her young lady.

"Nanny, you must watch me give birth to this child." Chunyu said, "Once I’m out of confinement, your workload will lighten up a bit."

Nanny Zhou had been serving her for years, transcending the boundaries of master and servant.

They were not mother and daughter, yet closer than mother and daughter.

During Chunyu’s toughest times, Nanny Zhou, along with Molan and Jian Lan, remained steadfastly by her side, a favor she remembered with gratitude.

Molan had already married an advisor from the General’s side, and even gave birth to a son before her; the couple was deeply in love.

However, Jian Lan had yet to find a suitable family.

Even among the people by the General’s side, she always said it wasn’t a good match.