Chapter 80
Xu Zhao handed her the cup of water: "It's next door, Mom is watching, drink some water first, I'll go get the baby."
Jiang Huihan's mouth was dry. If Xu Zhao hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have felt thirsty. She held the cup and drank all the water in it, then looked at Xu Zhao eagerly.
Understanding her expression, Xu Zhao got up and went to the next room. His mother was not there. Jiang Leyun was sitting on a bamboo stool next to the crib, with his chin supported by his hands, looking at the baby sleeping quietly in the crib with a silly smile on his face.
Xu Zhao walked lighter and closer. He saw the baby sleeping soundly with his fists clenched.
Jiang Leyun turned his head: "Brother-in-law."
He forgot that the baby was sleeping, and the noise was a bit loud. The baby seemed to be disturbed and moved. Jiang Leyun reached out and gently patted the baby. When he found that the baby was not woken up, he couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Zhao found Jiang Leyun's nervous look a little funny and whispered, "Le Le, you've been tired all day too. Go downstairs and eat something and get some sleep."
Jiang Leyun slept last night, but not for long. Moreover, he was in an unfamiliar place, and the bed made of stools was small and narrow. He was worried about his sister giving birth, so he slept uneasily.
He couldn't help but yawned: "Then I'll go down first, brother-in-law, you take care of the baby."
Xu Zhao saw Jiang Leyun looking back every few steps, and he was reluctant to leave the baby. He shook his head and laughed, "Go quickly, the baby is at home, he won't be lost, it won't be too late to check after you wake up."
Jiang Leyun thought about it and realized that this was the truth. He had already thought it through. Summer vacation would start in a month, and then he would have more time to play with his little nephew.
Jiang Suihan was anxious in the room. It felt like a long time had passed and why didn’t Xu Zhao come yet? Could something have happened to the baby?
Seeing Xu Zhao appear at the door holding the child, she hurriedly said, "Bring it here and let me see it."
Xu Zhao carefully carried the child to the bedside, bent down and handed it to Jiang Huihan. She had never held such a small child before, so her hands and feet were stiff and she didn't dare to use force.
Xu Zhao's movements were gentle and his voice was soft: "Hold his head with your right hand, yes, that's it, and hold his legs with your left hand."
It was not until she held the child in her arms and saw the baby for the first time that Jiang Suihan felt her uneasy heart strangely calm down. Blood relationship is really amazing. This is the child she had desperately given birth to, and the existence that connects her most closely to this world.
Life is amazing!
The little person in her hand was not heavy at all, but she felt that no one and nothing was heavier than him. He was so young and had just come into this world. He didn't know anything yet and depended on her for everything. She was everything to him.
Seeing Jiang Suihan crying, Xu Zhao's heart tightened and he was at a loss. He stretched out his fingers to wipe away the tears rolling down her face. "Why are you crying? Is your wound hurting again?"
He held her face in his hands, his face full of pity and concern. She was fine just now, but suddenly she started crying without any warning, which made him very uneasy.
Jiang Huihan blushed, a little embarrassed: "I don't know what happened, I just suddenly wanted to cry, maybe I was too moved by seeing the baby."
Xu Zhao picked up the towel hanging on the chair and wiped her face, rubbed her head, and said sincerely: "Brave girl."
Jiang Suihan raised her chin and subconsciously cried out to him in a spoiled way, "You don't know how much pain I was in. Even being stabbed by someone didn't hurt that much. I felt like my soul and body had been separated. I was in so much pain that I wanted to die. The doctor and nurse next to me kept cheering me up, saying that if I held on a little longer, the baby would be out. I foolishly believed them. How could it be that fast? It took almost five hours to give birth. I never believe doctors again."
This was definitely the highest level of pain she had ever experienced in the past twenty years, so painful that it made her question her life. Anyway, she had made up her mind not to have another child in the next few years. When she thought of the pain of childbirth, her whole body ached and she had sequelae.
Xu Zhao looked at her lovingly and said, "I won't have any more children in the future."
How can one not be moved by a woman who endures so much pain and is willing to give birth to a child for you, such perseverance and love?
Jiang Huihan looked at him suspiciously: "Really? Will the elders have any objections?
Xu Zhao said calmly: "No, I'm here."
After experiencing the delivery in the morning, he admitted that he was scared. When Jiang Suihan was pushed out of the delivery room by the nurse, her face was pale, without a trace of blood. His heart seemed to be stabbed by something at that time. He couldn't help but reach out to touch her nose to make sure she was breathing. Only then did his weak legs slowly regain their strength.
She was afraid of pain, but he was more afraid of losing her. He couldn't live without her. Now they had reached an agreement that it would be fine to have only one child. As for the pressure from the elders, he would stand in front of them.
Seeing Xu Zhao was so easy to talk to, Jiang Suihan hesitated again: "Will it be too lonely to have only one child at home? When the baby grows up and sees other families with many brothers and sisters playing together, will he ask us why we don't have any brothers or sisters?"
The child had just been born, but she already thought about the grievances that the child might suffer in the future, and she couldn't bear to see the child sad.
Seeing her hesitation, Xu Zhao showed helplessness. She was the one who said she didn't want to have a baby, and she was the one who said she wanted to have a baby. He made an idea every now and then: "Let's not talk about this issue for now. The doctor said that you have lost your vitality during the birth. You have to take good care of yourself. Let's talk about it after you recover. I'll go get you some food first."
He respected her opinion. She could have a baby, but she had to take good care of her body for two or three years. Having children too frequently would be extremely harmful to her health. If she still had the same idea at that time, he would just let nature take its course.
Su Ying was busy in the kitchen, chicken soup was simmering in the pot over low heat, the steam was bubbling up and it smelled delicious.
"Why did you come down?"
Xu Zhao: "Sui Sui is awake. Mom, can you find something to eat? I'll bring it up to her."
Su Ying opened the lid of the pot, and the rich aroma of chicken soup filled the air. She opened the cupboard and took out a soup bowl, filled it with half a bowl of chicken soup, a bowl of rice, and a bowl of steamed egg with minced meat, and placed all the ingredients on a rice board.
"Take it up there. Finish the chicken soup. Save the remaining half pot for dinner."
Jiang Suihan was tired of holding the baby, so she put the baby on her lap, gently supporting the baby's small body with both hands, with a smile on her lips, looking at the baby with extremely tender eyes.
Xu Zhao came in with food: "Give me the child, you eat first."
Jiang Suihan reluctantly let Xu Zhao take the child away. Xu Zhao felt amused. They were indeed siblings, their lost expressions were exactly the same.
"The child is right here and won't run away. I'll bring him back to you after dinner."
Suddenly, her stomach growled in protest. Jiang Huihan smiled awkwardly and picked up the soup bowl to drink. After taking a sip, her brows couldn't help but frowned, "It seems like there's no salt in it."
Xu Zhao explained: "Mom said to eat as little salt as possible in confinement meals. Just put a little salt in the chicken soup. You can drink it easily and it will be fine after a month."
Jiang Suihan wailed softly, "Another month? Where is the salt in this soup? The taste is so bland, it's too hard to drink. Can you tell mom not to be so rigid in doing things, and it's okay to relax the principles a little bit."
Regarding Jiang Suihan's health, Xu Zhao was very firm: "No, chicken soup is nutritious, drink it quickly."
Seeing that Xu Zhao couldn't be convinced, Jiang Huihan had no choice but to pinch her nose and drink half of it. There was still half left: "I'll eat first, and drink it later."
Let her take it easy first and try a different taste.
The rice tasted better than the chicken soup. When she chewed it carefully, she could taste a little sweet. The steamed egg with minced meat was sprinkled with a little soy sauce. Although it was a little bland with the rice, it still tasted okay. Besides, she was really hungry and wanted to fill her stomach urgently.
There were a few pieces of chicken in the chicken soup. Jiang Suihan ate two pieces and drank two sips of the soup: "I'm full."
Xu Zhao frowned. She only had a small appetite, but he didn't want to force her to eat. He let her hold the child, and he picked up the bowl and ate up all the leftovers.
Jiang Huihan stared at the baby intently: "The nose is like yours, the mouth is like yours, the forehead and ears are like yours, how can everything be like you? It's so unfair."
She sounded somewhat unconvinced. It was clearly the baby she had given birth to with great difficulty, but he looked very much like Xu Zhao. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Her genes could not even beat Xu Zhao's.
Xu Zhao scratched her nose with amusement: "It will be difficult for a boy like you to find a wife in the future."
Jiang Suihan curled her lips: "They don't have to look like me in every way, but at least they should look like me in one aspect. They say sons look like their mothers and daughters look like their fathers, but this saying is completely the opposite in our family."
Xu Zhao comforted her: "My eyes are like yours, big, bright and round."
Jiang Suihan looked at the baby's peaceful sleeping face with eyes closed: "Really? Why isn't the baby awake yet?"
Xu Zhao: "It should be soon."
You will wake up when you are hungry, no rush.
Jiang Suihan gently touched the baby's tender and smooth face: "Have you chosen a name?"
Xu Zhao: "Do you have any ideas?"
The child was born to Jiang Suihan, so as a mother it is natural for her to name the child.
Jiang Huihan shook her head: "I don't know how to name it, so you should do it."
She was particularly concerned about choosing a name. She had been flipping through the dictionary when she had nothing to do. Several months passed, and she was still struggling with the issue. She thought some names sounded bad, some were difficult to pronounce, some had bad meanings, and some had too many strokes. She could always find reasons why every name was bad, so the matter of choosing a name was put on hold.
Xu Zhao thought for a moment and asked tentatively: "Building the army, construction, peace, and ambition?"
Jiang Suihan's mouth twitched involuntarily. "Too tacky! Can you not be so characteristic of the times? This kind of name is so common that if you shout it out on the street, half of the people will turn around and answer you. It's not innovative at all. If you use this name, it will definitely be the first black history in your son's life."
It seemed to make sense, and Xu Zhao humbly accepted the advice: "Then why don't you do it."
These were the only names he could think of, and he was unable to come up with any more innovative names for the time being.
Jiang Suihan asked him: "Who gave you your name?"
Xu Zhao replied: "My grandfather asked someone to get it for me. It seems to be an old Taoist priest."
As Xu Zhao was the only male among his grandchildren, one can imagine how high hopes his grandfather had for him. The old man was feudal and superstitious. Not long after his grandson was born, Grandpa Xu found an old Taoist priest who was quite famous at the time. After the old Taoist priest told Xu Zhao's fortune, he wrote down the word "Zhao", which was the origin of Xu Zhao's name.
New fathers are unreliable, so Jiang Suihan can only rely on herself. She thought for a while: "How about calling him Chenchen? It means early morning, when the sun comes out, and it means hope and light."
Xu Zhao repeated the name "Xu Chen" twice. It has a good meaning and is easy to pronounce: "Okay, let's call him Xu Chen."
Jiang Suihan smiled and tapped Chenchen's nose: "Chenchen, you have a name now. Does it sound good?"
The atmosphere in the room was just right, and Chenchen suddenly opened his mouth: "Wow..."
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