At 1:30 a.m. on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhang Xiu Lan gave birth to a big fat boy.
The moment the child cried, the men who had been waiting outside the house and were almost frozen into popsicles almost cried for joy.
Wang Lianhua pushed the door open and said to the men outside, "It's born! It's born! It's a big fat boy. Congratulations, everyone!"
Li Fuman and the others had actually heard the child's loud cry.
But hearing these words from the midwife Wang Lianhua makes people feel more at ease.
"How is it? How is Xiulan? Does she want to eat something?" Li Fuman asked excitedly.
Li Dahu and Li Dahe also spoke up, "Is it a younger brother? How is my mother doing?"
"They are in good condition, mother and child are safe. It just took too long, I was very tired, and fell asleep!" said Wang Lianhua.
"Comrade Wang Lianhua, you have worked hard! It's still so late, you can sleep here tonight. I will let Dahu take you back tomorrow morning." Li Fuman said to Wang Lianhua.
Wang Lianhua did not refuse.
After all, it was windy and dark outside.
When it came, it almost took her life.
If she were to go back like this, she wouldn't be able to bear it.
As for the New Year and other festivals, it doesn’t matter where you celebrate them, right?
"Okay, sleep here tonight! Have you prepared the food I asked you to prepare? As soon as the woman wakes up, remember to serve it to her. We are waiting for her to produce milk!" said Wang Lianhua.
"Okay, Comrade Wang Lianhua, we have heated up some dumplings with meat filling for you. Have a bowl! By the way, inside..." Li Fuman glanced into the room.
"Not yet! I just cut the baby's umbilical cord, and I haven't weighed the baby or given him a bath yet!"
All the things Wang Lianhua mentioned were done by Old Lady Li.
Old Mrs. Li is such an old woman, and suddenly she has a grandson who is as small as a bean. How can she not be happy?
After giving the child a bath and swaddling him, he urged Huang Yu to get the beam scale.
After weighing the child and putting the weight in place, she immediately took the weight, walked to the two oil lamps, and took a careful look.
"Six pounds...six pounds and eight ounces!"
When she saw the number on the scale, Old Mrs. Li was overjoyed.
This is such a fat boy.
But if you think about it, it's understandable. Li Jinfeng fed the baby malted milk one bottle at a time.
Plus, improve your life from time to time by stewing this soup or stir-frying that meat.
It would be strange if the child was small.
In the entire production team, only Zhang Xiu Lan and Zhao Mei Xia enjoyed this treatment. For other pregnant women, it was considered lucky to be able to have a meal of meat at the end of the year.
Holding her little grandson, Grandma Li coaxed him for a while before instructing Huang Yu to deal with the aftermath of Zhang Xiu Lan.
Bedding and sheets that are soaked with sweat or slightly moistened should be changed.
In addition, pregnant women cannot stand the wind, so they need to wrap their heads with a pillowcase or wear a hat.
Zhang Xiu Lan fell into a deep sleep and had no idea what Huang Yu was doing.
It was not until daytime that she slowly woke up because of hunger.
The first thing I do when I wake up is to look for my child.
She was so anxious that she almost cried when she didn't see the child. It was not until Huang Yu came forward with the child and held the child in front of her that Zhang Xiulan's mood slowly calmed down.
Before Zhang Xiu Lan went to bed, she knew that the child was a son.
She only dared to go to sleep after confirming that the child was safe.
Looking at her son sleeping soundly in the cradle, Zhang Xiulan smiled brightly.
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