At night, Jiang Shanhe had just blown out the candles and was getting ready to go to bed.

But Xiaoguo's stomach suddenly felt something was wrong, and between her legs became wet. She guessed that it might be her water breaking.

Pretending to be calm, she patted Jiang Shanhe. She didn't dare to open her mouth, for fear that she would scream out of fear once she opened her mouth.

Jiang Shanhe hadn't slept at all. When she was slapped for the first time, she jumped up as if by reflex, got out of bed and lit the candle.

The moment the candlelight illuminated, he also saw the weak and pale Xiaoguo lying on the bed. He was stunned for a moment, and before his brain could react, he had already called the midwife.

The old lady rushed into the house immediately, kicked out the father and son, closed the door and lifted the quilt.

"Go get some hot water, towels, liquor, and scissors."

The old lady's orderly words awakened Jiang Shanhe. Without caring about the frightened Zhuangzhuang beside him, he turned around and ran to the kitchen. Without even having time to light the candles, he began to grope towards the pot to light the fire.

The hand holding the tinder was shaking and I couldn't light the fire at all.

The more anxious I got, the more sweat beads appeared on my forehead, dripping down with a crackling sound. I finally managed to light the fire, but it was accidentally extinguished by the dripping sweat.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Shanhe couldn't help but curse under his breath.

At this moment, Zhuangzhuang, who had recovered from his shock, ran over and said, "Dad, there is hot water on the stove!"

Thanks to Zhuangzhuang's reminder, he remembered that he was unsure when Xiaoguo would fall down, so he had been boiling hot water on the stove just in case.

After answering, he took the hot water and ran to the inner room. The scissors and liquor were already prepared in the sleeping room.

When Zhuangzhuang saw that he knew about it, he ran out alone, came to Yang Dasao's house, and knocked on the door.

Soon, Yang Jia came to open the door. Looking at his anxious look, I guessed what was going on.

"I'll go call Brother An Ming!"

After saying that, he quickly ran back into the house. Soon, Qin Anming ran out neatly dressed, picked up Zhuangzhuang and ran towards home.

Mrs. Yang also knew what was going on here, so she asked Yang Feng, who had gotten up with them, to stay and look after the children.

"I don't think the baby will come so soon. You stay at home and look after the baby. I'll go over first."

Yang Feng looked down at the twins who were sleeping soundly, nodded hesitantly, put down his clothes, and said, "Go quickly."

Mrs. Yang responded, put on her shoes and ran out.

Auntie Yang also came out with a candle and went there with Sister-in-law Yang.

“Take a deep breath.”

The gentle and powerful voice of the old lady gave Xiaoguo courage. He suppressed his uneasy emotions and breathed in and out slowly following her words.

"very good."

Grandma Wen lifted the quilt and took a look. Finding that there was no movement, she came to Xiaoguo and helped her to relieve her stomach.

The grandmother's hands were not soft, but the moment she touched Xiaoguo's belly, she let out a long sigh of comfort.

Jiang Shanhe didn't know what was going on inside and was extremely anxious. He wanted to secretly take a look through the crack in the door for fear of disturbing everyone inside.

He was at his wits' end and could only comfort Xiaoguo with his voice. Even though they couldn't meet in person, he wanted to tell Xiaoguo that he was always there for her.

When Sister-in-law Yang and Aunt Yang came and went, Jiang Shanhe looked inside through the crack of the door that was not closed. He felt relieved when he saw that Xiaoguo was still safe.

Qin Anming was afraid that she would become exhausted, so after entering the house, he first made sure that Xiaoguo was safe, and then went straight to the kitchen. He prepared a pot of sweet porridge to replenish her strength after she gave birth.

Zhuangzhuang didn't want to leave. He held on to the door with his little hands and stared in Xiaoguo's direction through the door with tearful eyes. If he hadn't been afraid of worrying his mother, he would have cried long ago.

Jiang Shanhe couldn't bear it, so he sat on the chair holding Zhuangzhuang and comforting him softly. Xiaoguo had also looked at him just now. The two of them had a very good understanding and understood each other with just one look. Xiaoguo wanted him to keep an eye on Zhuangzhuang and not let the little guy be too scared.

Zhuangzhuang heard the trembling in his voice, so he wiped his tears sensibly and helped him wipe his tears. They couldn't cry now!

Jiang Shanhe was stunned, his heart was numb, he didn't even realize when he started crying.

In the room, Xiaoguo endured several bouts of pain, each time more painful than the last. Finally, following Grandma Wen's command to try harder, she began to push harder.

Mrs. Yang wiped her sweat with a hot towel and reminded her worriedly, "Don't scream, save your strength."

Xiaoguo no longer had the energy to answer her and could only nod barely perceptibly in response.

Aunt Yang was there to help Grandma Wen. Although she couldn't do much, she was still able to do things like delivering things and pouring water.

Time passed by minute by minute. Xiaoguo's face had ruptured capillaries due to excessive exertion, and was covered in red and purple patches, which looked quite scary.

Sister Yang was sweating as she watched, and asked Grandma anxiously, "Why hasn't there been any movement for so long?"

"The child has a big head, so use some strength."

Grandma Wen was not panicked at all. She had seen bigger ones than this one before. "Keep trying!"

Fortunately, Xiaoguo still has enough strength to fight this protracted battle.

Jiang Shanhe couldn't see or hear anything either. He paced back and forth anxiously, and his clothes were almost torn. If only he could transfer his physical strength and energy to Xiaoguo.

Qin Anming was not having a good time either. He got blisters on his hands from being in a hurry in the kitchen. He didn't have time to deal with it and had to run over to see what was going on here.

Finally, good news came from the house.

The experienced mother successfully delivered a chubby baby boy. She looked at Xiaoguo's belly, lifted the quilt and looked underneath and said, "There's another one."

This news stunned everyone, especially Xiaoguo, who was only able to endure the pain for a few seconds before he tried hard again.

Mrs. Yang placed the cleaned and wrapped doll next to Xiaoguo, then changed the water and waited for the next doll.

The baby subconsciously wanted to drink milk, but no one cared about him at this time. He couldn't get any food, so he pouted and started crying.

The sound was very loud, and when the people outside heard it, they finally felt relieved. Several people waited at the door for a long time, but no one came out. Their hearts, which had just relaxed, began to rise again.

Xiaoguo closed his eyes and tried hard, and finally he relaxed and collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.

My eyes felt weak and I always wanted to close them. My consciousness gradually became blurred, and the last memory I had was of the two fat babies with handles beside me.

Before I fainted, I was still thinking that Jiang Shanhe's daughter's wish had been shattered.

After the nun cleaned up, she let the people from outside in.

The strong smell of blood in the room made Jiang Shanhe's eyes red as he was used to the smell of blood.

Listening to the adult's deep breathing in the bed, his heart finally settled down.

Only then did he have the energy to focus his attention on the two dolls beside Xiaoguo.

Zhuangzhuang took the lead in unwrapping the two babies' blankets, revealing their gender symbols. The smiles of both father and son froze on their faces at the same time.

Neither of them had a daughter (sister)? !

Qin Anming had not experienced the same mental journey as the others. He looked at the baby on the bed with tears in his eyes. His Xiaoguo had become the mother of three children!

When Xiaoguo opened his eyes, he saw this scene.

Jiang Shanhe held the two babies tenderly, kissing them here and there. He jumped up and down to grab the babies, but the father was against him and teased him deliberately, so that he could sometimes touch them and sometimes not. If the angry little boy had not taken his mother who was still asleep into consideration, he would have had to fight with him.

Qin Anming was watching with a smile on his face. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Jiang Shanhe immediately hugged him without any trace of the excitement he had just shown.

Zhuangzhuang snorted at him and stopped pestering him. He went straight to his uncle and got close to his two younger brothers.

Qin Anming didn't tease him. When he saw him sitting over, he held the baby and put it against his face.

Hearing their little voices, Zhuangzhuang's little face turned red instantly, and he gently kissed each of his two younger brothers.