Chapter 1302: The Night of Return of the Soul? That scared the hell out of me!

Lin Lang carefully placed Xiao Haozhe, whom he was holding in his arms, on the ground, patted his son's cute little head, and said gently, "Son, quickly kowtow to your grandma and say hello!"

Just as Xiao Haozhe was about to kneel down before Shen Cuiping, she picked him up and kissed him repeatedly on the cheeks, clearly smitten.

"Why are there so many rules? The last grandson doesn't need to kowtow anymore. Tell Grandma your name!"

Little Haozhe shrank back as his grandma kissed him, and giggled, "My name is Lin Haozhe, hello grandma!"

"Oh, what a wonderful grandson of yours! How old are you this year?"

Little Haozhe blinked his big, dark eyes, looked at his grandmother who was both unfamiliar and familiar, and replied in his childish voice, "I'm four years old this year."

"Oh dear, Grandma missed four years of your growth. I'll definitely make it up to you in the future." Shen Cuiping couldn't help but kiss her grandson's soft cheek again.

Seeing this scene in early summer, Chu Xia felt a warmth in her heart and said gently, "Son, quickly give Grandma a kiss."

After hearing this, Xiao Haozhe smiled shyly, but still hugged Shen Cuiping's neck and gave her a "smack" kiss on the cheek.

Shen Cuiping beamed with joy after being kissed by her grandson. She lifted the little Haozhe in her arms, her eyes filled with the doting affection of a grandparent.

In this joyful atmosphere, a gentle figure slowly walked over.

Wang Xinling was wearing a light-colored maternity dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps.

Her eight-month pregnant belly was prominently displayed, round and round.

She held her waist with one hand and carefully protected her belly with the other. Her steps were slow, but they carried a gentleness and determination unique to expectant mothers.

She stopped in front of Shen Cuiping, a sweet smile on her face, her voice soft and gentle with a distinct Taiwanese accent: "Mom, I am your daughter-in-law, Wang Xinling."

Upon hearing the sound, Shen Cuiping looked at Wang Xinling and was immediately drawn to her round belly. Her face then lit up with a warm and delighted smile, and she quickly stepped forward, gently taking her daughter-in-law's hands in her own.

"Oh my, Xinling's daughter-in-law still speaks with a Taiwanese accent? It sounds so nice." Shen Cuiping's voice was full of joy.

Wang Xinling smiled sweetly and replied in her soft Taiwanese accent, "Mom, I'm from Taiwan, so I speak with a Taiwanese accent."

"Wow, our Ah Lang is really capable! He even married a daughter-in-law from Taiwan. Her accent is so nice to listen to, it sounds like she's singing."

Shen Cuiping smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into slits as she looked Wang Xinling up and down, becoming more and more satisfied with her.

Wang Xinling smiled shyly and gently: "Girls with Taiwanese accents tend to sound gentler, but... I am very gentle myself."

Shen Cuiping tightened her grip on Wang Xinling's hand. "Daughter-in-law, aren't you tired of standing? Your belly is so big now, you have to be careful."

"Thank you for your concern, Mom. I'm not tired. I just finished dinner and am taking a stroll in the lobby downstairs."

Shen Cuiping turned to the side, took Wang Xinling's arm, and asked with concern, "Xinling, how many months pregnant are you now?"

"It's been eight months, Mom." Wang Xinling gently touched her belly, her face beaming with happiness.

"Eight months!" Shen Cuiping smiled happily and then reminded her, "Then you need to be even more careful to rest and not overwork yourself."

"Tell Mom what you want to eat, and Mom will make it for you tomorrow. You're carrying two babies now, so you can't neglect yourself and the babies."

Wang Xinling felt warm inside from Shen Cuiping's concern, and her smile became even sweeter: "Thank you, Mom. The Lin family has a team of chefs in the kitchen. It's too hard for you to cook for us personally."

Shen Cuiping said with a smile, "What's the trouble of cooking delicious food for your pregnant daughter-in-law?"

"Xinling, what do you usually like to eat? Mom will cook your favorite food for you. I'm tired of eating the chef's dishes at the Lin family's house all the time. I want you to have a change of pace."

"Mom, I'm fine with anything, I'm not picky about food."

"It's good that you don't pick at your food, so the baby in your belly can also get balanced nutrition. So tomorrow, Mom will cook you a big table of delicious food, all home-style dishes, so you can eat what you like and enjoy it."

"Mom, you're so kind!" Wang Xinling's smile and eyes were full of sincerity.

Shen Cuiping gently touched Wang Xinling's pregnant belly and said with obvious affection, "The most important thing for you now is to take good care of your health and give birth to the baby. Mom is looking forward to holding her big, healthy grandson!"

Her words made Wang Xinling smile even sweeter. She gently leaned against Shen Cuiping's arm and obediently replied, "Mmm."

Looking at her gentle and obedient daughter-in-law from Taiwan who was pregnant with her grandson, Shen Cuiping felt as sweet as if she had drunk honey.

Her gaze swept over her beautiful daughters-in-law, each one more wonderful and considerate than the last, and she couldn't stop smiling.

Lin Lang said with a smile, "Mom's cooking is delicious. You daughters-in-law are in for a treat since you don't have any work or announcements tomorrow and will be staying home for lunch."

"Oh dear, honey, I'm flying to Kyoto tomorrow for my solo art exhibition. Does that mean I won't be able to eat Mom's delicious cooking?" Han Jae-in pouted in annoyance.

Holding her in her arms, little Zhi Nuan said in her childish voice, "Mommy, I'll eat for you!"

"Haha..." Everyone laughed.

Han Zaiyin kissed Xiao Zhinuan on the cheek, "Then Nuan'er must eat more for Mommy."

"Mmm, I want two portions, I want to be full." Xiao Zhinuan smiled, her eyes crinkling, she was so cute.

Shen Cuiping looked at Han Zaiyin with a smile and said affectionately, "Zaiyin, my dear daughter-in-law, whenever you come back, Mom will cook you something delicious again. It's not that hard to do."

"Hehe... Thank you, Mom." Han Zaiyin smiled sweetly.

Li Meng smiled sweetly, her eyes narrowed, "I originally had a magazine interview tomorrow morning and wouldn't be able to come back for lunch, so I simply postponed the interview to the afternoon. That way, I can have the food you made tomorrow at noon."

Li Moli smiled sweetly and said, "Mom, I'll have my assistant cancel my work appointment in a bit, and I'll come to the kitchen to help you tomorrow morning."

"Okay, okay, okay." Shen Cuiping smiled from ear to ear.

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly looked at Lin Lang and said, "Son, quickly take out the snacks that I prepared for the children in advance and give them to my precious granddaughters."

"Oh, Mom, I almost forgot about it if you hadn't mentioned it." With a thought, Lin Lang took out more than a dozen boxes of snacks from his personal space and they landed on the floor of the villa's first-floor hall.

"Sweeties, these are snacks your grandma bought for you. Everyone gets a share, no need to fight over them."

Before Lin Lang could finish speaking, the little ones started cheering and jumping for joy. They rushed over like little cannonballs and scattered around the dozen or so boxes of snacks with a "whoosh".

Xiao Zhi Nuan let go of Han Zai Yin's arms, stared at the pile of snacks with her big eyes, and said anxiously, "Mom, put me down quickly."

"You little glutton." Han Zaiyin smiled and kissed her second daughter on the cheek before gently putting Xiao Zhinuan back on the ground.

As soon as Xiao Zhinuan slid down from her mother's arms, she ran quickly to the pile of snacks, her eyes lighting up.

Xiao Haozhe was also put down by Shen Cuiping and joined the "snack-grabbing army".

In no time, the little ones transformed into little foodies, creating a chaotic and joyful scene.

Watching the little ones chattering happily like sparrows, Shen Cuiping smiled so much that the wrinkles on her face smoothed out. She kept saying, "Babies, eat slowly, don't choke!"

Lin Lang's concubines watched their children join in the fun and play in the extended family, their faces beaming with happiness.

Seeing this joyful scene, Lin Lang felt a surge of happiness.

Yang Mi, supporting her pregnant belly, stood beside Lin Lang, a gentle smile always on her lips.

"Honey, the children are all so cute, I can't wait for the baby to be born."

Lin Lang gently stroked Yang Midi's pregnant belly and said softly, "The house will be even more lively after your baby is born."

"Hehe..." Yang Mi felt the warmth of Lin Lang's palm and felt a sense of peace in her heart.

Just then, Yang Mi's belly suddenly moved, which Lin Lang felt with his hand. "Wife, the baby just kicked your belly!"

"Yes, I can feel it too. This little rascal is always restless in my belly, always suddenly kicking me." Yang Mi smiled sweetly, her heart and eyes filled with the joy of becoming a mother.

"Honey, I feel the baby moving in my belly, feel it!" Wang Xinling smiled and looked at Lin Lang.

Lin Lang hurriedly stepped forward, putting one arm around Wang Xinling's shoulder and gently stroking her pregnant belly with the other.

The moment his large hand touched Wang Xinling's abdomen through her skirt, he immediately sensed a strong fetal movement, as if a small fist was pounding inside her twice with considerable force.

"Wow, this little guy is pretty strong!" Lin Lang was both surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but increase the coverage area of ​​his palm to feel the vigorous power from life.

Wang Xinling shuddered slightly from the baby's kick, then smiled with her eyes crinkling, a hint of coquettishness in her expression: "He's so naughty every day, especially at night, he kicks me so much that I can't sleep."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Lin Lang frowned, his tone tinged with heartache.

“It’s such a small thing, no need to trouble your husband.” Wang Xinling gently shook her head, placed her hand on Lin Lang’s hand, and said softly, “Besides, the feeling of being kicked by the baby is actually quite blissful.”

Seeing her so content, Lin Lang's heart softened, and he lowered his head to place a gentle kiss on her forehead: "You've worked so hard. I'll make it up to you properly after the baby is born."

“I don’t want compensation,” Wang Xinling blinked, smiling like a kitten that had just stolen some cream. “I just want you to spend more time with me and the baby every day after the baby is born, that’s enough.”

"Okay, whatever you say." Lin Lang affectionately ruffled Wang Xinling's hair.

Yang Mi pouted jealously and said coquettishly, "What about me, husband?"

Lin Lang quickly kissed Yang Mi on the cheek and gently coaxed her, "You're the same, it must be hard carrying such a big belly during your pregnancy!"

"Hehe..." Yang Mi smiled sweetly.

Mu Xueman leaned forward, pouting slightly in a reproachful tone, and said, "What about me? Husband, you're biased."

"How could I forget my beloved concubine! I'll share my love with everyone, mwah!" Lin Lang smiled and touched Mu Xueman's pregnant belly, then kissed her on the cheek.

"Hmph, that's more like it." A smile returned to Mu Xueman's face.

Standing to the side, Shen Cuiping watched this scene, her heart filled with a warm feeling.

Seeing her son's success, her daughters-in-law's understanding and considerate nature, and her lively and adorable grandchildren, life was sweeter than honey.

"Alright, alright, Xueman, stop showing off your love here." Zhou Mengyao teased with a jealous smile, "The baby in your belly is so sickened by your affection, otherwise why would it be kicking so enthusiastically?"

Lin Lang laughed heartily, stepped forward and put his arm around Zhou Mengyao's slender and soft waist, teasingly saying, "My dear concubine, you've turned into a jealous lemon spirit again?"

"Ugh, I'm not a sour grapes!" Zhou Mengyao blushed slightly and leaned shyly against Lin Lang's chest.

Just then, soft footsteps came from the villa entrance.

Ma Yili was seen carrying her three-and-a-half-year-old daughter, Lin Zhiwei, in her arms, walking with elegant steps as she returned to the Lin family villa from outside.

The adorable little Zhiwei wore a red bow hair clip and a pink princess dress. Her round face and long eyelashes, like two little fans, were curiously blinking her big eyes as she looked around.

Seeing the lively scene before her, Ma Yili couldn't help but laugh and joke, "Why is our house more lively than during Chinese New Year today?"

Shen Cuiping turned around upon hearing the sound and saw Ma Yili walking slowly towards her, holding a beautiful little girl in her arms. She was stunned for a moment.

When she saw Ma Yili's smiling face with her eyes squinted and two small tiger teeth showing, she immediately recognized her as Ma Yili, Lin Lang's high school classmate.

Immediately, a bright smile bloomed on Shen Cuiping's face, and she quickly stepped forward to greet them, "Oh my, daughter-in-law Yili is back with the child!"

The moment Ma Yili saw Shen Cuiping, she instinctively stopped in her tracks, gasped, and exclaimed in a trembling voice, "Mother-in-law?"

"It's not even the Ghost Festival yet, the gates of hell aren't open yet, why are you back to see your children and grandchildren?"

It was obvious that Ma Yili, who was terrified and whose face turned pale, mistakenly believed that Shen Cuiping, who had come back to life, was a ghost who had returned to the world before the Ghost Festival on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month.