After the Chinese New Year, spring is approaching. This year's season is early, and spring is early. People are looking forward to the coming of spring. When the snow outside melts, they start to cultivate the land for the year and plant grain. If there is another good harvest next year, life will really get better and better.
The spring is chilly, and the early spring season is also the coldest time of the year.
The fire in the fireplace jumps in the stove, emitting warm light. The stove is always burning, and the people in the house don't feel cold in this long winter.
On this day, I don't know when it started to snow outside, and the children were playing and making noises in the house, with happy smiles on their little faces. Fang Ziye sat on a bench leaning against a soft couch, watching the children play and listening to their childish chatter, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. What he liked most now was watching the little ones at home playing, and it made him happy. He
wondered if his children would be so cute when they grew up, he thought in his heart.
In the last few days, his stomach ached from time to time. Old Huang took a look and said that the baby was coming soon. He was also looking forward to the arrival of the child with all his heart. This was his, Fang Ziye's, child.
Fang Ziye had never thought about who he would bear a child for one day, and now the child was in his belly and was about to be born. "Cao Ruian." Qi Wanfeng's voice was not loud, and An An immediately smiled obediently to his mother when he heard it, which made his mother so angry that she couldn't even laugh.
When the child fell into his arms and called "Mom" coquettishly, rubbing against him and acting coquettishly, his face really couldn't be restrained and smiled. Seeing the children around him looking at him, Qi Wanfeng stretched out his hands to hold the children in his arms, hugged this one, touched that one, and loved them so much.
"Um——" The pain from his stomach made his face change. This time the pain was different from the previous ones. Fang Ziye was in so much pain that he couldn't speak for a while.
It was still Aning who raised his head and saw that Fang Ziye's face was not right, and asked hurriedly, "Zi Yu, what's wrong with you?"
Thinking about what Dr. Huang said about the child in his belly being born in the next few days, it couldn't be that it was about to be born!
"Zi Yu, you, are you going to give birth?" Aning asked.
"I don't know." Fang Ziye almost uttered this with gritted teeth.
For a moment, everyone in the room almost jumped up.
The baby is about to be born!
"Don't worry, help the person into the house first." Doctor Huang raised his hand and said.
"Oh, yes, yes."
Several people hurriedly helped the person into the house. After checking, Doctor Huang said that the child would not be born so soon, "Quick, go and ask a midwife to come over."
No matter how you put it, it would not be appropriate for him to go in, unless there are special circumstances.
"I'll ask Xiangnan to go to the town to ask for one." Qi Wanfeng hurried out of the house, almost forgetting to put on his coat and almost ran out.
When the curtain was opened, the person who was rushing out bumped into the person who was coming in. Fortunately, Cao Xiangnan reacted quickly and quickly reached out to hold the person who was about to rush out. He hadn't even said anything yet, but this person ran out without a coat. The weather was not much better than the coldest month of September. If he ran out, he would definitely freeze.
"Quick, go to the town to ask Hua Ama to come." Qi Wanfeng grabbed his husband, nervous and smiling.
"Don't worry, don't worry. You were calmer than me when you gave birth to Xiao Le'er. Why are you so nervous now that someone else gave birth to you?" Cao Xiangnan heard that Fang Ziye was going to give birth, which was a good thing, but wasn't his wife a little too anxious?
With Doctor Huang inside, it didn't seem like anything would happen.
"Go back to the house quickly, don't run outside without a coat, or you'll get sick and I'll spank you." This made his Wanfeng glare at him again. Cao Xiangnan led the people inside and promised to bring Hua Ama over. After
going into the house and talking to Mr. Huang, he harnessed the carriage and went to the town.
But not all boys have an easy time giving birth like his Wanfeng, who gave birth in the middle of the night while sleeping.
At first, the people in the house could still hold back and didn't make any sound, but later even they who were outside the house could hear the muffled groans inside.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. It hurts so much!
The bitten lips were released, and in the end even Fang Ziye himself couldn't help but let out a low groan.
"Push harder, the baby's head is coming out..."
After he used up his last breath, he heard the baby crying. The man with pale lips who had been in pain for so long finally smiled, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
"Wow--" At dawn, a baby's cry sounded. Cao Xiangnan, who was waiting anxiously outside, smiled and clapped his hands, "Great, it's finally born."
"The master is born, the master is born!"
Everyone inside and outside the house was so happy that they couldn't help it. Hua Auntie, who came into the house, cleaned the child, opened the door, and went out with the child to announce the good news.
"Congratulations, it's a little fat boy."
Fang Ziye slept for a long time this time, until the sky outside was about to get dark again and the day was about to pass, he still didn't wake up.
Even when Dr. Huang said that their master was fine and just fell asleep, Ershun, the loyal little slave, still stayed by the bed and refused to leave.
After two days and two nights of being a slave, his eyelids were blue and black. Finally, Qi Wanfeng came into the room and saw that it was really annoying, so he kicked him out.
Qi Wanfeng now saw the deep love between the master and the servant, but he also knew that Fang Ziye looked cold, but he was softer than anyone else in his heart. He treated this child as his younger brother and was very kind to him on weekdays.
Seeing that the child was guarding without eating or sleeping, he still said, "If you don't take care of yourself, how can you take care of your master when he wakes up?"
The little slave went to find food in a hurry, sat down and ate it, and fell asleep on the bed after eating.
When it was almost dark, the person in the bed woke up, and the first thing he asked was, "Where is the child?"
The child sleeping in the small bed had tender skin and was wrapped in a swaddle. He was well-behaved after eating and drinking enough, and did not disturb his mother to rest.
"Little Bao fell asleep in the crib after eating. He is so cute. Ershun hasn't learned how to hold such a small child yet, so let me hold him for you." Qi Wanfeng had just fed the child in the room and put him back in the crib to sleep when he saw the person in the bed wake up.
Seeing the child in front of him, Fang Ziye smiled, and his whole heart was attracted to the child. He unconsciously reached out to touch the child.
This is his child, he gave birth to the child.
At this moment, too many complicated things surged in his heart. Fang Ziye's smile fell, and there was still a little hidden sadness in his eyes. He looked up at the person holding the child and said sincerely, "Wanfeng, thank you."
"Why say thank you or not? We are all family, right? Why say these polite words?" Qi Wanfeng didn't know what Fang Ziye had experienced to come to him with a pregnant woman, but no matter what it was, he didn't ask. All he knew was that this person was his good friend and confidant.
After knowing that Fang Ziye was also a man, they got along better.
"Come, hug Xiaobao'er. An'an called Xiaobao. He heard the baby crying outside the house, and then he called Xiaobao, Xiaobao, and insisted on coming in to see you and the baby." Qi Wanfeng smiled and put the child in the arms of the person lying on the bed, and said with a smile, "You must be hungry now that you wake up. There's been hot chicken soup in the pot for you, waiting for you to eat it whenever you wake up."
"You watch the child first, I'll go out and bring you the meal." Qi Wanfeng said and went out with a smile.
When Wanfeng went out, Fang Ziye looked at the child beside his pillow in the light of the room, turned his head and touched the child's face with his lips. Chicken soup had been simmering on the stove, and the person who went out quickly brought the soup and rice in. The man who woke up after sleeping for such a long time didn't look well, and his lips were a little pale, but he was in good spirits and had a good appetite. He ate up the food he brought in one breath .
Qi Wanfeng told Fang Ziye that Ershun's child was sleeping in Xiangzi's room, and not long after he lay down, he told him that Ershun had been guarding this bed for a whole day. When he
returned to the room, he told his husband that Ziyu had woken up, and he would stay in his room to help take care of him for one night, and asked him to take good care of the child.
Even though he was reluctant in his heart, Cao Xiangnan could only agree to his wife's request to not sleep with him tonight. However, he couldn't go into Fang Ziye's room, and he had to leave someone in his room to take care of him for a while. The unhappy look on his face was just to let Wanfeng comfort him more.
The child cried many times at night, and Qi Wanfeng got up to feed the child and took good care of the child.
Every time the child cried, the person in the bed would wake up. Even if he couldn't get up to take care of the child himself, he had to wait until the child was full and fell asleep before he would go to sleep. He woke up many times in one night.
A dark night passed, and when the second dawn rose, sounds gradually came from the quiet house. The children all got up, but they were not as noisy as usual.
But at this time, the little baby who was born just two days ago was not polite. He would cry loudly when he was hungry and would not fall asleep until he was full.
But at this time, Ershun had already replaced Qi Wanfeng. There were many things that Ershun, a child, did not understand. Aning also went to help take care of the child and asked Ershun how to take care of such a small child. Those
who had never held such a small child dared not touch them. For example, the loyal little slave Ershun made himself cry, but still did not dare to hold the child.
"This Ershun!" The whole room was so happy.
He wanted to hold the slightly older Le'er to practice, but Le'er rejected him and waved his little hand to his face, not willing to be used as a practice bag.
In the end, Fang Ziye successfully gave birth to the child, and both father and son were safe and sound.
If life could continue like this, what would be good? When the shopkeeper Fang received a message that someone had come to Nanyang to look for him, the peaceful days were over.