Chapter 148 Know right and wrong (1)

Seeing such a heartwarming scene, Mother Lu also smiled.

Alright, Old Master is awake too. Hes in Ye Zhens hospital room and doesnt look like he wants to go home. Go over there to persuade him later. At his age, staying at the hospital is just torture for his body. His old body cant take it.

While coaxing the baby, Lu Beichuan replied, Dont worry. I will.

When they returned to Ye Zhens hospital room, Old Master Lu had already been chatting with Ye Zhen for a while. As soon as he saw Lu Beichuan carrying the baby into the room, he rushed to say, Come, come, come, let me hug my little great-grandson.

The old man was tired by the long day. It even looked as if there were more strands of white hair on his head.

Lu Beichuan handed the baby to his grandfather.

The more the old man looked at his great-grandson, the more he liked him. The old mans smile was so big that he couldnt keep his mouth closed.

My little great-grandson looks so handsome! Hes sure to be even more powerful than his father in the future!

Mother Lu smiled and said, Dad, youve seen your great-grandson and held him too now. You should go back home and get some rest.

On the side, the old butler chimed in to support Mother Lu, Exactly! Your health is important. You have to take care of your health. Little Young Master will need plenty of care and looking after in the future.

Ye Zhen took another look at Lu Beichuan. Seeing that he didnt look any different from usual, she finally put down her worries. Smiling, she persuaded Old Master Lu too, Yeah. Grandpa, you should go home. Ill be home too in a few days. When that time comes, you can see the baby every day at home.

Old Master Lus gaze had been stuck on the baby the entire time. He didnt pay heed to other peoples good intentions and grumbled, I knew it. You guys are looking down on me for my old age and want me to go back so that Im not here bothering all of you.

For lack of a better option, Mother Lu could only say, Dad, how can you say that? We dont find you bothersome at all. Were just concerned about your health.

Old Master Lu was getting old, and his health was getting worse each day. He had tired himself for a day, and his family members were worried that this would harm his health, but the old man was very stubborn and insisted on staying here to watch after his great-grandson.

In a low voice, Lu Beichuan persuaded, Grandpa, go back home. Ill bring Zhenzhen and the baby home in a few days. If you really want to see the baby, you can have the chauffeur drive you to the hospital. Were truly worried about the effects on your health if you stay at the hospital to keep watch.

After the round of persuasion, Old Master Lu didnt keep insisting. He was clear about his own health. After keeping vigil since last night, Old Master Lu felt exhausted.

Fine, Ill go back. I wont stay here to bother you.

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something else.

Oh right, Zhenzhen ah, I thought of a name for the baby. Would you like to hear it to see if its okay?

Ye Zhen thought of the babys name in the novel. Smiling, she agreed, Tell me.

Old Master Lu kindly looked at Ye Zhen. Zhifei, as in zhi shan e, ming shifei, shi lianchi. What do you think?

Zhi shan e, ming shifei. That was exactly what Ye Zhen hoped for.

(T/N: zhi shan e, ming shifei, shi lianchi means know good and evil, know right and wrong, and know honor and shame.)

She wouldnt ask that for her child to be rich his entire life. She only hoped that he could have a peaceful life and a clear conscience.

Of course the name chosen by grandpa would be good. Okay, lets call him Zhifei.

Holding the baby, Old Master Lu softly teased him, Did you hear that? Your name is Zhifei.

Little Zhifei responded by spitting out a bubble, causing everyone in the room to laugh.

His formal name has been decided Zhenzhen, you should pick his nickname.

Nickname Ye Zhen carefully thought. Knowing that the Old Master Lu valued frugality, she suggested, Lets call him Zhouzhou.

(T/N: The zhou that Ye Zhen is using means congee.)

Sure enough, Old Master Lus smile deepened. We must consider the toil behind each bowl of rice and congee.* Okay, lets call him Zhouzhou!