Several young women nearby also stood up and came over, each bending their body to address her as "Ninth Aunt", and Ran Yan responded to each of them with composure.
"Fourth Son, quickly call her Ninth Grandmother." Wan Lu took a chubby one-year-old boy from the maid's arms and teased him to call Ran Yan.
Great, now I've been promoted from auntie to grandmother! Not only that, ever since Ran Yan scared someone last time by saying their child had "such a lively, jumping heart, how cute", and left them frightened, she now felt the aftereffects; seeing a child made her even more at a loss for what to do.
"Truly, truly adorable." Ran Yan's face flushed red as she squeezed out a few words. Perhaps it was because Ran Yan's expression was so amusing, the child, very obligingly, began to giggle. Coached by Wan Lu, he called out in a milky voice, "Grandma, Grandma..."
The child was still young and couldn't articulate complex words, only repeating the same two words over and over.
