Chapter 426 Sun Shi Gives Birth Successfully

It was getting late.

The midwife, Zhao, was ushered inside, where Sun's screams echoed continuously.

Cheng Wanwan felt a little uneasy listening to this, and standing there waiting was too agonizing, so she went to the kitchen to help boil water.

Grandma Zhao was making chicken soup, looking anxious: "Isn't the baby still a month away from giving birth? Why is she going into labor so early? The baby is only nine months old and so tiny. What if we can't raise him/her..."

"Pah, pah, pah! Don't say such unlucky things!" Old Zhao said, puffing on his pipe. "Third son's wife is in good health, so the baby will definitely be strong. Nothing will happen. Hurry up and make some soup to feed her, lest she run out of strength halfway through giving birth."

Cheng Wanwan remembered that she still had some good things at home, so she hurriedly called to Erwang: "Last time I was injured, Magistrate Shen gave me a hundred-year-old ginseng. Go and get it for his third aunt to suck on."

Zhao Erwang quickly ran over there to get the ginseng.

Just then, the water in the pot boiled. Cheng Wanwan took two wooden basins filled with hot water and was about to carry them into the delivery room when Chunhua picked them up without saying a word and rushed towards the delivery room.

Cheng Wanwan followed behind and went inside.

The room reeked 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 regard for her image.

Midwife Zhao said in a deep voice, "Stop yelling! How will you give birth if you exhaust all your strength? Aunt Dashan, quickly stuff a piece of cloth into her mouth!"

Cheng Wanwan put down the basin of water, walked over, and without saying a word, stuffed a piece of chocolate into Sun's mouth: "Hold it in your mouth, don't swallow it!"

This was the first time Sun had tasted this sensation, and her eyes lit up immediately. However, before she could enjoy it for long, a tearing pain came from her lower body. She couldn't help but want to scream again, but she saw that Cheng Wanwan had already picked up a piece of cloth. She had no choice but to force herself to suppress her screams, but she still couldn't help but let out painful gasps from her throat.

"The baby's head is too big, it's going to be a difficult birth..." Midwife Zhao was extremely anxious. "Youcai, give it your all, use the force you use to defecate, quick... Oh no, the baby is holding it in, if you're any slower the baby will suffocate..."

Chunhua knelt down to clean up the bloodstains, turning a basin of water red in an instant, and tears streamed down her face.

Just then, Old Mrs. Zhao brought in ginseng. She quickly took a slice of ginseng and stuffed it into Sun's mouth, crying, "Mother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made you angry. I was really wrong... As long as you and my brother are safe, I'll do whatever you say... Mother, don't fall asleep, push harder..."

Sun was panting heavily, having no energy left to deal with the situation.

She felt the baby had gone down a little, but it was stuck in the birth canal and couldn't come out no matter how hard she tried.

Grandma Zhao was pacing anxiously: "Wasn't it premature? Why is the baby's head so big? It's driving me crazy..."

Seeing that the child had turned purple from holding his breath, and that Mrs. Sun was clearly running out of energy, Cheng Wanwan, being inexperienced, had no idea what to do.

Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she shouted, "I can see the baby's body! It's a boy! Auntie, didn't you want a son the most? Don't let your son suffocate! Push harder, push faster..."

A glint appeared in Sun's eyes.

Although she kept boasting that she was definitely having a son, she was still a little uneasy because she hadn't actually seen the baby.

Hearing Cheng Wanwan say it was a boy was like a shot of adrenaline for her. She gripped the sheets tightly and let out a scream.

"Waaah—"

The baby's loud cry rang out, and everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

"He's held it in for so long and still has the energy to cry. This child is incredibly strong." Midwife Zhao picked up the baby from the bloody water. "It really is a boy, and he looks like his father, but... wasn't he born a month premature? How come he's bigger than babies born at full term..."

Cheng Wanwan glanced at it and thought, "Good heavens, this child is much fatter than their little Zhuzhu. His joints are still fleshy. In this day and age, it's rare to see a baby grow up to be this strong."

"Come, let me take a look."

Perhaps because she ate chocolate and ginseng, Madam Sun still had the strength after giving birth and sat up, half-supporting herself.

When she saw the baby with a handle, her face lit up with a smile. "I knew it! With my round waist and plump hips, I was sure I could have a son. And it really is a son, hahaha..."

Midwife Zhao scrutinized her for a long time: "I say, Youcai's daughter-in-law, you must have misremembered the date, right? You don't look like you're about to give birth prematurely at all."

Whose baby, born a month premature, has grown so big? Whose premature mother is in such good spirits?

“Ah, this…” Mrs. Sun scratched her sweaty hair, “I can’t remember.”

"It's good that the baby has been born and both mother and child are safe. This is a wonderful thing!" Old Mrs. Zhao took out several dozen coins from her pocket and handed them over. "It's so late at night, and the midwife has gone to all this trouble. Please don't refuse."

The midwife, Zhao, took the copper coins, gave some instructions on postpartum care, and then left.

Wen brought in a bowl of light millet porridge: "Third Aunt, drink it while it's hot, and get some rest after you finish. I'll take care of the child for you tonight."

"We've chosen a name for the child, Sanwang," Grandma Zhao said with a smile. "May our family prosper more and more in the future."

“No, no!” Madam Sun shook her head like a rattle drum. “I dreamt that my son is the reincarnation of the God of Literature, and he will become an official in the future. The name Sanwang is too rustic and does not match the status of a scholar.”

Grandma Zhao: "..."

Sun turned her head and looked at Cheng Wanwan with a shameless smile, "Sister-in-law, you're close to Master Yu, why don't you ask Master Yu to help you choose a name?"

Cheng Wanwan didn't refuse. Everyone wants a good name. Her four sons had also changed their names, so this request wasn't unreasonable.

"Mom, let me change your clothes."

Chunhua came over with a clean set of clothes and helped Sun take off her soaking wet undershirt.

Sun's eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, when I just gave birth to your younger brother, didn't you say that you would listen to me in everything from now on?"

Chunhua's hand froze.

"Alright, alright! You just gave birth and you're still not settling down!" Old Mrs. Zhao said speechlessly. "Let's talk about Chunhua after Dawang's wedding is over. You should focus on your postpartum recovery and not cause any trouble!"

Sun had no choice but to suppress her thoughts.

The Zhao family has gained another grandson, which is a joyous occasion. However, with so many people in the family and so busy, they won't hold a celebration for the baby's third month and full moon. They'll hold the first birthday celebration when the baby turns one.

Cheng Wanwan prepared some small gifts: two pork knuckles, two pork bellies, and three large crucian carp to promote lactation.

Master Yu also sent over the name he had chosen: Zhao Mingxuan, a three-character name.

The name was full of cultural flair, and Mrs. Sun was extremely pleased. Whenever anyone came to visit her, she would talk about her son, and after a few sentences, she would bring up the idea of ​​the God of Literature descending to earth. In just three to five days, the whole village knew that Old Zhao's grandson would become an official in the future, which left the old lady speechless.

Before we knew it, it was May, and the Dragon Boat Festival was here.