Zhao Minghua pulled the old woman and asked her to speak less.

Wang Shufen didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore.

Three people were waiting outside the door. After a while, Qin Zhirou's painful screams were heard from the delivery room.

Because she hadn't been pregnant in the last few days, giving birth was very difficult. No one outside knew how long they had been waiting. Wang Shufen felt hungry and was ready to eat.

"Let's eat first and then come back. Anyway, we don't know if we are outside."

Wang Shufen grumbled with hunger, "Who can't give birth after three or four hours? This is too bad!"

Lu Zhoushan didn't say anything, but his thoughts were actually not much different.

He felt the same way.

How come it takes so long to give birth?

"Let's go eat first. She won't come out for a while."

Wang Xiufen made another move, which Zhao Minghua felt was inappropriate. Before he could try to persuade her, a voice came from the door.

Then they heard crying.

"It's born!"

Wang Xiufen's eyes widened with joy. "That sound is quite loud. Could it be a son? If it's a son, that would be great!"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard another "wow".

This cry was even louder.

Wang Shufen's eyes lit up instantly. "It's possible they are two sons. I heard both children crying and they sound fine."

As they were talking, a nurse opened the door and asked, "Is Qin Zhirou's family here?"

The three of them rushed forward.

"This is a daughter."

The nurse first picked up a child and handed it over. "The other child needs some further attention. He will be out with his mother later."

As soon as I heard it was a daughter.

The three of them were stunned and didn't know who to answer.

The nurse looked at the family and was a little puzzled. "What's going on?"

"Hurry up and hold the child. I have to go in and see the other one!"

Only after the nurse reminded him did Lu Zhoushan quickly take the child over.

"Thanks!"

Lu Zhoushan looked at the wrinkled child in his arms, his lips tightly pursed together, not knowing what to say.

How could it be a daughter?

What about the other one?

Is the other one a daughter?

The whole family felt a little heavy-hearted, and they all wanted to ask whether the other child was a boy or a girl?

But Qin Zhirou could hear it, so Lu Zhoushan asked his mother not to ask.

The child lay obediently in his arms, like a little monkey. Wang Shufen came over to take a look and asked, "Why is this child so ugly?"

"How could it be a daughter? I pray to Buddha every day, so there shouldn't be any surprises. It must be a son!"

Wang Shufen was still grumbling here, but Zhao Minghua calmly walked over to the chair and sat down.

I originally thought it was a fat grandson, but it turned out to be a spendthrift granddaughter.

What's the point of watching that?

The whole family was very unhappy outside, and Qin Zhirou tilted her head and looked at her other child.

"He looks just like his dad."

Qin Zhirou had a difficult childbirth and was in pain for five or six hours. In the end, she lost her strength and accidentally tore her vagina.

A little serious, needs stitches.

Hearing her say this, the doctor nodded and said, "You are both so lucky. Your daughter looks like you, and your son looks like his father. You have a son and a daughter, a perfect match now."