Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "Hey, women give birth, especially this first child, which is slow and awkward. It's strange that it doesn't hurt!"
"What should we do? Auntie and you have so many elders here, you have to think of something!" Luo Fengtang blurted out what was on his mind in desperation.
Da Sun was startled for a moment, then smiled.
"You silly boy, you really know how to hurt people!"
"Don't worry, it hurts so much."
"You wait outside, your aunt and I need to boil water quickly."
After Da Sun and Wang Cuilian left quickly, Luo Fengtang was about to open the door and go in.
Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong hurried over and grabbed him: "Men are not allowed in the delivery room. This is the rule."
Luo Fengtang said: "The rules are also set by people. It will be fine if you go in."
Blacksmith Luo said: "You still have to listen to what the older generation says,"
"If you really want Qing'er and her son to be safe and sound, just wait here for me."
"But uncle..."
"Tangyaozi, listen to your uncle!" Yang Huazhong also spoke.
"You're worried about Qing'er, I understand. Qing'er is my daughter, and she is carrying my grandson in her belly. I'm worried too!" Yang Huazhong said.
"But no matter how anxious we are, we still have to follow some customs. Besides, your mother-in-law, Grandma Ga, and your mother are all in the house."
"Everyone is experienced. If a man like us goes in, he won't be able to help. He will only cause trouble."
Hearing what Yang Huazhong said, Luo Fengtang had no choice but to stand at the door of the house with a frown.
Her ears were pressed against the cracks in the door frame, catching the wind and grass inside.
Time passes bit by bit.
As time goes by, the cervix has opened little by little after spasms and contractions.
At this time, Yang Ruoqing was sitting on the bed, her head and face covered with pain, and she was sweating.
I can't figure out which ones are cold sweats and which ones are hot sweats.
Grandma Chen had come to the bedside and began to instruct her on how to give birth.
"Take a deep breath, and then use all your strength to one place..."
"Grandma Chen, if you keep exerting such force, I'm worried that I'm going to pull the bed..."
Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was clearly saying something joking, but she was crying because of the pain in her stomach.
Grandma Chen said with a smile: "Don't worry, use bold force, what about pulling on the bed? Women give birth to children, who doesn't come here like this? The key is that you have to let go!"
Can you let go?
Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth, she understood.
Because of her face, she was so shy that she was so coy about giving birth that she couldn't let go.
Looking at his already stretched belly that was about to burst, the red blood streaks on his belly were countless times more obvious than usual.
It squirms with the movements of the child inside, like magic lines.
Okay, give it a go!
Baby, mom, go all out, let go, and bring you into this world!
Taking a deep breath, Yang Ruoqing followed Grandma Chen's instructions and went all out to give birth...
The women in the room began to get busy.
Those who help, those who cheer up, those who wipe Yang Ruoqing's sweat.
Others made a bowl of sugar water and fed Yang Ruoqing to drink it during the break in labor, so that she could gain some strength.
"Come again, this time we will do it in one go, I can see the child's head!"
Grandma Chen said loudly.
Everyone is very excited.
Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth and clutched the bedside wooden rails behind her with both hands.
The strength of the whole body is continuously exported to the body...
At this time, in the main room across the door.
Luo Fengtang listened to all these movements, and his heart seemed to be hanging on the pillars of the roof.
Shaking to and fro, bursts of panic and tightness.
He clenched his fists with both hands, then unclenched them.
It was obvious that he didn't have to exert any effort standing here, but the veins on his forehead were bulging out one by one.
On a cold day, my head and face were covered with hot sweat.
"Tangyaozi, you'd better come over and sit for a while. Seeing you like this makes me panic too."
Blacksmith Luo came over, patted Luo Fengtang on the shoulder and said.
Luo Fengtang suddenly came to his senses, startling Blacksmith Luo.
"Uncle, it should be fine, right?" Luo Fengtang asked incoherently.
"I heard Qing'er shouting like this. She, she will be fine, right?" He asked again, helplessness and panic flashing in his eyes.
This was completely inconsistent with his usual coldness.
This was the first time that Blacksmith Luo saw Luo Fengtang who was so careless.
Even though he was in the capital, he came out of the White Tiger Hall of the Ministry of War covered in blood.
This look was also cold and firm.
This kid...
"Tangyaozi, don't panic, Qing'er will be fine." Blacksmith Luo said quickly.
The man himself has never been a biological father, and has never guarded the door of the delivery room. He really has no experience at this time, and naturally his words are not convincing.
So he quickly said to Yang Huazhong on the side: "Lao San, come and talk to Tang Yazi. I'm worried that this kid is about to collapse!"
Yang Huazhong also pricked up his ears at this time, and his heart was attracted by the movement in the room inside.
Hearing Blacksmith Luo's words, Yang Huazhong quickly suppressed his worries and said to Luo Fengtang, "It's okay. Your father-in-law and I guarded the delivery room door three times, and it was like this every time."
"It will be fine when the baby is born. Let's wait slowly. Mother and baby will be safe!"
Yang Huazhong said.
I said this to my son-in-law, but also to myself.
Two sons and one daughter, to put it bluntly, most of a man's heart is tied to his daughter.
She was his first child, and although she was a girl, he was overjoyed.
He would never forget the way his daughter looked when she was born, so chubby that a man's heart melted...
During the more than ten years when my daughter was crazy, the man's heart felt like it was being cut with a knife every day.
Finally, my daughter regained consciousness, became capable, became rich, got married, and found a good son-in-law.
Now that a man is about to have a baby, he is happy from the bottom of his heart.
I just hope that my daughter can be like other people’s daughters, have children, live a good life, be safe and healthy.
And giving birth is a hurdle that every woman must pass. Girl, hold on!
Gods and Buddhas from all walks of life, please bless my daughter, mother and son for their safety!
Whatever is wrong, it's all directed at me as a father. As long as the children and children's children are well, I'm happy to shorten my life!
The man prayed in his heart...
Luo Fengtang also prayed to all the gods and Buddhas passing by in his heart. Both Weng and son-in-law had the same wish.
Time seems to pass very slowly.
In the delivery room, shouts that were high and low, and distorted cries of pain, came out.
Luo Fengtang's heart was pinched so hard that he almost collapsed.
Outside the house, there was a moon, a first quarter moon.
At some point, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and a strong wind blew outside the house.
After a while, a dull sound came from behind the dark clouds, like a grinding stone.
