Song Tantian transmigrated to ancient times, becoming a five-and-a-half-year-old little sprout. In a chaotic, famine-stricken world, surrounded by danger, she immediately faced the immense change o...
On April 18th, Song Zhuiyan went into labor. After eating breakfast, she felt a dull ache in her stomach, and the contractions became more and more frequent. After enduring it for a while, she quickly asked Song Tantan to call the midwife over. The midwife had been staying at their home for a few days, so they could just call her over now.
Ye Moxun hadn't dared to go out these past few days, fearing that Song Zhuiyan might suddenly go into labor. Hearing the cries from inside the delivery room, even though he was usually calm and composed, he was now sweating profusely with anxiety, pacing back and forth at the door.
Watching the maids and servants constantly bringing hot water and sweet soup, he couldn't find anyone to talk to because they were all too busy.
Song Tantan went directly into the delivery room with her aunt, holding her hand and encouraging her. She tried to distract her by making small talk, as she had heard that distraction could reduce the pain.
"Auntie, just bear with it a little longer. When the midwife tells you to push, just push. You're in good health, you'll definitely be able to give birth to the baby quickly," Song Tantan comforted softly, though she herself was sweating profusely with anxiety.
Song Zhuiyan was quite tolerant, but childbirth was really painful. Even she couldn't hold back anymore. Seeing that her niece seemed even more nervous than her, she said breathlessly, "I know, it's okay. I'll definitely be able to give birth to this little brat safely. He's been through so much. I'll have to teach him a lesson later."
Song Tantan couldn't help but chuckle. She thought that at that time, they would cherish her so much that they would be afraid of her melting in their mouths or falling out of their hands, and they would not be willing to touch a single hair on her head.
But as soon as she heard her aunt start groaning in pain again, she immediately tensed up. "Auntie, would you like to eat something to perk you up? I heard that helps you exert more strength."
"Oh dear, my little aunt, stop trying to fool the lady. She needs to save her energy for childbirth." The midwife quickly stopped her from rambling on and on.
Song Tantan's forehead was covered in more sweat, and her face paled. "Is that so? Okay, I understand. Auntie, don't say anything. Save your energy for when you give birth."
This ordeal lasted until dawn. Song Tantan didn't even have time for lunch, staying by Song Zhuiyan's side the whole time, not daring to leave for a moment. Medical conditions in ancient times were too poor, and childbirth was like a brush with death for women. If a difficult labor or massive hemorrhage occurred, it would be very difficult to handle.
Therefore, she had already told Ye Moxun that when her aunt gave birth, he must stand guard outside the door, just in case, and that the silver needles should be ready at any time.
Ye Moxun was also very attentive. Two months ago, he had been researching how to administer acupuncture in cases of postpartum hemorrhage and how to better treat it with traditional Chinese medicine. He even asked Song Tantan to study with him, fearing that he would be too busy to handle everything on his own, so that she could help him out.
He stood outside the delivery room all day, not daring to leave. He couldn't even eat lunch properly. With his uncle not around, he couldn't let anything happen to his aunt. He had to wait until the baby was born before he could relax.
"Wah wah wah." A loud, clear cry came from the delivery room, and Ye Moxun's tense nerves immediately relaxed. It's good that the baby is born.
Soon after, Song Tantan came out carrying a baby and walked excitedly toward him, "It's born! Auntie has given birth! Look how beautiful the baby is! This is my little brother."
Ye Moxun was also very excited. He looked down at the little person in her arms and found that the little face was wrinkled like a monkey. He really couldn't see what was pretty about her. However, he still replied against his will, "She is really very pretty. By the way, is Auntie alright?"
"My aunt is fine, she's still in good spirits. The midwife and the old woman are cleaning her up." Song Tantan chuckled twice.
Just as she was about to tell him to hold the baby so she could go in and keep her aunt company, she heard another loud cry of a baby coming from inside the room.
Both of them were stunned for a moment, then quickly realized something and were overjoyed. Song Tantan exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, "We've struck it rich! We've made a fortune! Auntie gave birth to twins!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she placed the child in her arms into Ye Moxun's hands, "Hold on tight, I'm going in to see if it's a brother or a sister."
Then, without waiting for Ye Moxun's reaction, she turned around and went back into the delivery room, leaving Ye Moxun stiffly holding the little one, not daring to move.
Fortunately, Zhu Xiu received the news and rushed over. "Oh dear, I heard that Miss Song has gone into labor. Why didn't you tell me sooner? I could have come and helped her."
"Aunt Zhu Xiu is just in time, please help me hold the little one, I can't hold him any longer." Ye Moxun stood there stiffly, not daring to move.
"The baby's already been born. Oh dear, the little one's face is all scrunched up, he looks like he's about to cry. It's uncomfortable for you to hold him like this." She said, taking the baby from him with a loving smile.
At this moment, the midwife brought out another baby and said, "Congratulations, Young Master Ye, Madam Zhong has given birth to twins, a boy and a girl." She then handed the baby to Ye Moxun.
Seeing Ye Moxun's alarmed expression, Zhu Xiu laughed and quickly called over an old woman, "Take the young lady inside. Ah Xun, your aunt is so lucky to have given birth to twins. This is a great thing and she deserves a reward."
This reward was naturally to give money to the midwife, and the servants were also to share in the joy.
"Yes, a reward." Ye Moxun took out a two-tael silver coin from his pocket and handed it to the midwife. The midwife grinned as she accepted it, said a lot of nice things, and then left with the servant who had led the way.
"Everyone will be rewarded; each person will receive an extra two months' salary." Ye Moxun calmed down considerably. It was finally over, and all three—mother and children—were safe and sound. He had to write to his uncle as soon as possible to share this good news.
After giving birth, Song Zhuiyan was exhausted and soon fell into a deep sleep, sleeping until the next morning. She was still a little dazed when she woke up.
"Auntie's awake. I just had someone bring over some hot water. You can wash up first, and I'll go get the chicken soup." Song Tantan closed the door tightly and took out a toothbrush from her spatial storage to brush her teeth.
After she finished brushing her teeth, Song Zhuiyan washed a towel and gave her a towel to wash her face. She took the towel from Song Zhuiyan and said, "I can do it myself. I've recovered after a nap."
Indeed, apart from being a little pale, she can now sit up on her own and doesn't seem to be in much pain. She'll probably be fully recovered in a few more days.
"Where are my son and daughter?" She remembered giving birth to twins, so why weren't the children in the room?
"The little one was taken next door to be breastfed by Aunt Zhu Xiu and Aunt Zhao so as not to disturb you. The two little ones cry so loudly, you didn't even hear it, it was earth-shattering." Song Tantan said exaggeratedly. The baby next door was being fed goat milk. They had bought two dairy goats to raise earlier, just in case there wasn't enough milk.
“Don’t talk nonsense. The child is still so young. It can’t be as exaggerated as you say.” Song Zhuiyan insisted.
"Yes, yes, they are so cute, I love them so much, how could I dislike them? Auntie, do you think we should find a wet nurse to help with the breastfeeding? You can't feed twins by yourself."
She had plenty of formula, but she had heard that breast milk was better for babies, which was why she had this idea.
“I’ll feed my own child myself, I don’t want anyone else to help. If he’s really not getting enough, we’ll use formula. There’s so much formula in the supermarket, I’m not worried about not having enough for the two little ones.” Song Zhuiyan disagreed with hiring a wet nurse.
Song Tantan understood what she meant when she heard her say that, so she didn't say anything more.