Little Mochi and Little Matcha
The next morning, people rushed to the hospital wing after breakfast. Nobody blocked them this time. Thank goodness!
The delivery room had been transformed into a large comfy bedroom overnight (with all the necessary state-of-the art medical equipment, of course).
When Grandpa Lu and the others entered, they saw Iris in bed cradling a tiny infant in her arms. She was radiating joy, gentleness and motherly aura. She greeted them with a bright and beautiful smile.
"Eh, would you look at that?" Grandpa Lu adjusted his booming voice to avoid startling the baby.
He was the first one to take the baby from Iris and carefully carry the little one in his arms.
"Hello there, little lad," Grandpa Lu cooed. "I'm your Great-Grandpa Lu. Look at these tiny hands and feet! Those little eyes, nose and mouth! You are the cutest baby that this old man has ever seen in my long life! Aren't I right, Sister Zhiruo?"