Chapter 3, The Matter of Washing Three Times (1)

However, Mang Guji suddenly pushed aside the adults and rushed from the entrance of the Dongnuan Pavilion to the side of Du Du's wet nurse. He raised both hands and fiercely pinched the fleshy cheeks of Du Du, saying, "Haha, this is still more fun. The little brother from Second Brother's family doesn't look like his mother, nor does he resemble his father; perhaps he was picked up by Second Sister-in-law from the roadside."

Galudai sat on the edge of the kang, crossing her legs and cracking sunflower seeds, and said with a smile: "Who said that a son must look like his mother?" She laughed as she pulled her son, who was crawling all over the kang, into her arms, holding a handful of sunflower seeds, and raised one finger to playfully point around the child's face, saying, "Just look at my little one, he doesn't resemble my husband at all, where is there even a hint of me in him?"

The smile of Galudai faded: "A few days ago, there was a breeze, and I coughed a couple of times at night, so I didn't dare to take him out, fearing that it would be bad for the young master if he caught a cold."

Dudu's wet nurse did not dare to let Gendai take on any burdens, standing by and ready to take over at any moment. Unexpectedly, Dudu clung to Gendai's embrace and refused to let go. Gendai patted his bottom, handed him over to the wet nurse, and seemingly casually said to Galudai: "Why didn't you bring Guohuan along?"

Galu Dai's complexion is actually not very good, and it is only thanks to the heavy makeup that it is somewhat concealed. In the residence of Chu Ying, there are many women, and he is a man who has never shied away from indulgence. It is indeed a challenge for Galu Dai, who has just entered the household, to manage a chaotic group of women. In order to vie for favor, he even neglects his own well-being.

Gun Dai reached out and picked up Du Du: "Goodness, this is really heavy. You certainly know how to raise a child."

Zhu Ying's eldest son, Du Du, is quite good-looking, with a robust and charming appearance that endears him to many. Even Nurhaci holds this grandson in high regard. However, no one expected that the year after Du Du was born, Galudai would give birth to Guo Huan, making the age difference between the two children a mere eleven months. Gun Dai cast a sidelong glance at Galudai, a hint of disdain flickering in his eyes.

Gun Dai smiled faintly, nodded, and did not continue the conversation

"Elder sister, why does the little brother look nothing like the second sister-in-law?" Mang Guji poked at the chubby cheeks of the little baby with his finger, "Haha, elder sister, look at how his mouth pouts, just like a fish's mouth."

The nurse holding the young master appeared tense, wanting to retreat but fearing to offend the young lady before her. Everyone knew that this nine-year-old young lady was the treasured darling of the royal family, pampered since childhood, and among her own sisters, she was known for her arrogance and unreasonable behavior. Even the eldest sister, Dong Guo, usually kept her distance from her.

The two-year-old Dudu pouted, looking as if he wanted to cry but didn't dare to. However, he understood the kindness of Gendai and immediately stretched out his arms towards Gendai, saying: "Grandma, hug!"

Galudai gave birth to Guohuan at the cost of her own health, which also burdened Guohuan. Guohuan was born prematurely and had a very weak constitution, almost being raised on a combination of milk and medicine. Gundai had only seen Guohuan once during the full-month celebration; the child was so thin that the swaddling cloth wrapped around him was tiny, and he hardly weighed anything. His little face resembled that of a monkey, and when he cried, it sounded like a kitten mewing. It was initially thought that he would not survive beyond a hundred days, but unexpectedly, with the medicinal liquid being fed to him as if it were milk, he managed to survive past one year.

The ceremonial washing of the third day for the young master was conducted under the auspices of the Grand Minister. During this time, Dai Shan did not send any messages back, but it was the noble Consort Chu Ying who personally came to pay her respects, while other relatives also sent their servants to deliver congratulatory gifts.

Galu was smiling with great satisfaction

The crowd inside laughed heartily, and Gun Dai spat, "Like a mischievous monkey, look how you are about to make your son cry, quickly let Du Du go."