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The child's head was down, pressing on her bladder, and she became a frequent visitor to the toilet.
Normally the child would get excited for a while at night, but now, he was moving around inside for much of the day.
Rolling around, punching and kicking, he looked like he couldn't wait to come out.
"Oh, this child is the real seed of Tang Yazi." Mrs. Sun sat aside, holding a tea bowl in her hand, looking at Yang Ruoqing's belly, and said with a smile.
"He didn't stop for a moment. He looks like a kid. He's doing somersaults right now!" she said.
Beside, Tuoba Xian is also there.
Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I think this child looks like Qing'er."
"When I was pregnant with Tang Yazi, he was so quiet, I thought he was a girl for a while!"
"Ah?" Mrs. Sun was surprised.
"When I was pregnant with my Qing'er, she made a fuss. I thought she was a brat."
"Hahaha, it seems that this child really follows our Qing'er's temper!" said Sun.
Tuoba Xian said: "It's good to follow Qing'er, don't suffer any loss, Feng Tang is too honest."
Sun said: "Feng Tang knows in his heart that he will not suffer any loss. Moreover, he is capable and will be valued wherever he goes."
"No, it's better to Qing'er. Qing'er is capable, but ten men can't be as good as one Qing'er..."
Tuoba Xian and Sun began to praise each other's children, while Yang Ruoqing sat aside and laughed.
Laughter and laughter spread from her room, full of expectations for new life.
"Qing'er, the baby's clothes, diapers, cradle, bedding, etc. are all ready."
At night, Mrs. Sun came over to sleep with Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing finished washing her feet and sat on the bed, holding a book in her hand and reading.
Mrs. Sun stood in front of a row of vertical wardrobes over there, sorting out her clothes while talking to Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing's eyes immediately fell on Sun's hand.
Looking at the small clothes with straps on the side, I imagined the child's small, soft body wearing these clothes.
My heart was melted.
"Mom, I'm just looking forward to the stars and the moon right now. I want this baby to come out soon." Yang Ruoqing said, stroking her belly.
Sun smiled and said: "It's ripe and ready. Don't rush. You can't rush. He will naturally come out when the time comes."
Yang Ruoqing giggled.
This is ancient times, but in modern times, there are caesarean sections, and the time is almost over. You can choose a day to have the baby come out.
"Mom, what is the date of this month that Uncle Fu calculated for me?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask again.
Sun thought for a moment and said, "It is said to be around the 26th of this month, no more than three days."
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
Today is twenty, so it will be a week at most.
It can also be said that nowadays, the fetus may move anytime and anywhere.
"Mom, I'm excited and a little scared at the same time." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Is it painful to give birth? Is it difficult?" she asked again.
Although this question has been asked since she found out she was pregnant.
Some people are in pain and difficulty. The labor lasts all day and all night, and they shout until their voices are hoarse.
But some people say it's easy, just like a hen laying an egg, it just pops out.
The more questions I asked, the more confused I became.
Over at the closet, Mrs. Sun couldn't help but laugh when she heard Yang Ruoqing's question.
The woman put down the small clothes in her hands and walked over to the bed.
He sat down next to Yang Ruoqing and looked at her big belly with a loving look on his face.
"Having a baby is a test that all women have to go through. Qing'er, don't be afraid."
"This baby will be a little slow, but it's okay. The emperor and I are all born to women."
"The position of your fetus is right, and your hip bones can be opened. It's not difficult to give birth!"
"Besides, there is still mother here, your grandma, aunt, and fifth aunt are all by your side to accompany you during the birth, so there is no need to be afraid."
"Look at the eighth sister, she was so thin and small, didn't she still give birth to Xiuxiu smoothly? Don't panic, it's okay!"
After listening to Sun's guidance, Yang Ruoqing felt a lot calmer.
"Qing'er, from now on, you must eat more and every meal every day so that you are full."
Sun held Yang Ruoqing's hand and then warned.
"Because you can't tell when you are going to give birth, and you are afraid that you will not have the strength to give birth. Only when you are full and have food in your stomach can you have endless strength to give birth."
"When your second mother gave birth to Boy Bai, she was eating while giving birth," said Sun.
"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.
"It hurts so much, how can I eat at that stage?" she said.
Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "You have to swallow it if you can't eat it. Drink rice cereal, brown sugar water..."
"No matter what happens, you must have food in your stomach to have strength! Do you understand?"
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The closer the day gets to the 26th, the more excited Yang Ruoqing becomes.
At the same time, I also paid more attention to the news in the south, but unfortunately, Tangyazi's letter never came back, and neither did the person.
It seems that I have to fight alone in this reincarnation.
The twenty-sixth day came, and twenty-eight was about to pass, but there was still no movement in my stomach.
In the past two days, all the relatives and friends of the family have come over almost every day, including Aunt Guihua, Aunt Dayun, and other women in the village.
When I meet Yang Huazhong and Sun in the village, I always ask them about Yang Ruoqing's belly.
"Everyone was surprised when they heard that you haven't made any move yet!" During dinner, Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruoqing relayed the greetings of the enthusiastic villagers.
"Everyone says this baby is extraordinary!"
"It's been over a month and you still haven't come out yet. What's the reason?"
Yang Ruoqing was also sitting there, eating Sun's spicy chicken offal with relish.
Hearing these words from the villagers, I couldn't help but laugh.
"Hey, this baby hasn't come out yet, isn't it suffocated in the stomach?" She asked a little worriedly.
Mrs. Sun said: "It stands to reason, right? Uncle Fu came here to check your pulse twice a day, and he said the child is fine."
Yang Ruoqing also nodded: "I still move when I should move every day. It's no different from before."
Sun said: "That means the time has not come yet."
Yang Ruoqing said: "This kid is lazy and won't come out after the time has passed. I will have to spank his little bottom when he comes out later."
Mrs. Sun smiled: "I will help you remember this. You are so stubborn, but after giving birth, kissing is not enough, why are you willing to fight?"
Yang Ruoqing giggled, "Mom, you can't tear me down even if it's difficult, why don't you just let me talk back to you!"
Mrs. Sun wanted to say something more, but suddenly there were rapid and powerful footsteps at the door of the courtyard.
When the footsteps reached the main room, Yang Ruoqing, who was picking up vegetables, suddenly shook her hand holding the chopsticks.
