It's getting late.
Zhao Wenpo was invited in, and Sun's screams continued to be heard in the room.
Cheng Wanwan was a little frightened when she heard that. It was too painful to stand and wait, so she went to the kitchen to help boil hot water.
Mrs. Zhao was making chicken soup with a worried look on her face: "Isn't it still a month before the baby is born? Why start it so early? A nine-month-old child is so small. What if I can't feed him..."
"Bah, bah, bah, don't say unlucky words!" Old Man Zhao smoked a dry cigarette. "The third daughter-in-law is in good health, and the child must be strong. Nothing will happen to her. Make soup and send it in quickly, so as not to lose strength in the middle of the birth."
Cheng Wanwan remembered that she still had some good things at home, and hurriedly called Erwang: "I was injured last time. Magistrate Shen gave me a century-old ginseng. Go and get it for his third aunt to hold."
Zhao Erwang quickly ran over there to get the ginseng.
At this time, the water in the pot was boiling. Cheng Wanwan filled two wooden basins with hot water and was about to carry it into the delivery room. Chunhua picked it up without saying a word and rushed towards the delivery room.
Cheng Wanwan followed behind.
The room was filled with the smell of blood, the sheets on the bed were soaked with blood, and the dry straw underneath was also stained with blood.
"It hurts...it hurts so much..."
"I'm going to die, I'm really going to die, it hurts so much..."
Sun roared without any image.
Zhao Wenpo said in a deep voice: "Stop screaming, how can you give birth to a child when you have exhausted all your strength? Mother Dashan, quickly stuff a piece of cloth into her mouth!"
Cheng Wanwan put down the basin, walked over, and stuffed a piece of chocolate into Sun's mouth without saying a word: "Hold it, don't swallow it!"
This was the first time that Ms. Sun tasted this taste, and her eyes suddenly lit up. But before she could be happy for a long time, she felt a tearing pain in her lower body. She couldn't help but wanted to scream again, but she saw that Cheng Wanwan had already picked up a broken piece. Bu, had no choice but to endure the roar, but the painful gasping sound could not be suppressed from his throat.
"The baby's head is too big, it's difficult to give birth..." Mrs. Zhao Wen was also very anxious, "rich wife, please work harder, just use the strength to poop, fast... Oops, this baby can't hold it in, no matter how slow it is, The child will suffocate to death..."
Chunhua knelt down to clean up the blood. The basin of water turned red instantly, and her tears fell one by one.
Just when Mrs. Zhao brought in ginseng, she quickly stuffed the ginseng slices into Sun's mouth and cried: "Mom, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made you angry. I was really wrong... As long as you and your brother It's safe and sound, I will listen to you in everything...Mom, don't fall asleep and use your strength..."
Sun was panting heavily and had no energy to cope with it.
She felt that the baby had gone down a little, but it was stuck in the birth canal and could not get out no matter how hard she tried.
Mrs. Zhao was running around anxiously: "Isn't it premature? The baby's head is so big. I'm really anxious..."
Seeing that the child was turning purple from holding back, and Mrs. Sun obviously didn't have much strength anymore, Cheng Wanwan, an inexperienced person, didn't know what to do.
She suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted: "I saw the child's body. It's a boy. His third aunt, don't you want your son the most? Don't suffocate your son to death. Hurry up, hurry up..."
Sun's eyes lit up with light.
Although she has been showing off everywhere that she must have a son in her belly, she still feels a little guilty since she has not seen the child with her own eyes.
When she heard Cheng Wanwan say she was a boy, it was like a shot in the arm. She suddenly grabbed the sheets under her body and roared.
"Wow——"
The baby's loud cry sounded, and everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.
"After holding it in for so long, I still have the strength to cry. This child is so strong." Zhao Wenpo picked up the child in the blood. "It's really a boy. He looks like his father, but... wasn't he born prematurely a month early? , why is it older than a child born in normal months..."
Cheng Wanwan took a look, "Hey guys, this child is much fatter than their little Zhuzhu, and there is still flesh on the joints of his hands and feet. In this era, it is rare for babies to grow so strong."
"Here, let me take a look."
Perhaps because she ate chocolate and ginseng, Mrs. Sun still had strength after giving birth, so she sat up half-stretched.
When she saw the child with the handle, she immediately beamed and said, "I'm just telling you, I have a round waist and fat butt, I will definitely have a son, and it is indeed a son, hahaha..."
Zhao Wenpo looked at her for a while and said, "I said you have a wealthy wife. You must have remembered the wrong date. You don't look like you were born prematurely."
Whose child who was born one month premature grew so big, and whose mother who was born prematurely was in such good mental state...
"Ah, this..." Mrs. Sun scratched her sweaty hair, "I can't remember clearly."
"It's good that the baby is born. Mother and child are safe. This is a great thing!" Old Mrs. Zhao took out dozens of pennies from her pocket and handed it over, "It's so late at night that I'm going to take a trip to my mother-in-law, so don't refuse. "
Zhao Wenpo took the copper coins and gave some instructions on postpartum precautions before leaving.
Mrs. Wen brought in a bowl of light millet porridge: "His third aunt, drink it while it's hot. After you finish it, go to bed early. I'll help you take care of the child all night today."
"The child has been named Sanwang." Mrs. Zhao said with a smile, "Our family will become more and more prosperous in the future."
"No, no!" Mrs. Sun shook her head like a rattle, "I dreamed that my son was the reincarnation of Wenquxing and would be an official in the future. The name Sanwang is too rustic and not worthy of a scholar."
Mrs. Zhao: "..."
Mrs. Sun turned her head and looked at Cheng Wanwan with a shy face, "Sister-in-law, you and Mrs. Yu are close, you can ask Mr. Yu to help choose a name."
Cheng Wanwan did not refuse. Everyone wanted a good name. Didn't her four sons also have their names changed? This request was not too much.
"Mom, let me change your clothes."
Chunhua came over with a set of clean clothes and helped Sun take off her soaked single clothes.
Sun's eyes suddenly rolled: "By the way, when I just gave birth to your brother, did you girl say that you would listen to me in everything from now on?"
Chunhua's hand froze.
"Okay, you just gave birth to a baby and you still don't want to give birth!" Old Mrs. Zhao said speechlessly, "Let's wait until Dawang's wedding is finished before we talk about spring flowers. You have a good confinement and don't make any mistakes!"
Mrs. Sun had no choice but to press her thoughts down.
Lao Zhao's family has a grandchild again, which is a great joy. However, there are many people in the family and they are very busy, so we will not hold a wedding party for the third day of the third year, and we will wait until the child turns one year old to hold a wedding ceremony.
Cheng Wanwan prepared some small gifts, two pig knuckles, two pig bellies, and three large crucian carp for lactation.
Master Yu also sent the name he had chosen, three words, Zhao Mingxuan.
This name was full of cultural atmosphere at first sight, and Mrs. Sun was extremely satisfied. She would never leave her son without saying a word to anyone who came to see her. After a few words, she mentioned Wen Quxing's descent to earth. In just three to five days, the whole village knew about it. The grandson of the old Zhao family will become an official in the future, which makes the old lady speechless.
In a blink of an eye, it's May and the Dragon Boat Festival is here.
