First-time births always involve long and painful labors.
When Ying Mingcheng heard the news and rushed over, Mu Huaixi was still walking in the yard holding her belly. Seeing him, she smiled and said, "You're here."
Ying Mingcheng felt his legs go weak and his mind was in a mess. He staggered a bit and didn't realize that he was walking towards Xiao Xi with his hands and feet together. Only when he got closer did he see that her forehead was covered with sweat.
"Why, what's going on? Didn't you say you were going to give birth?"
"Well, the amniotic fluid has broken, and it will take some time before the cervix is dilated," Mu Huaixi was very calm. She had just eaten during the pain and was now digesting the food.
Aunt Da Chu came over once and now she has gone back to pack up things for production.
Ying Mingcheng had a training mission today and took his soldiers into the mountains. When he came back, he heard the news. He ran all the way and took a shortcut, climbing over the courtyard wall.
Before he came, he thought he would not be able to make it in time for the birth, but he did not expect that his wife was walking around as if nothing had happened. As for what she said about amniotic fluid and cervical dilation, he actually knew a little about it, but his mind was blank at the moment and he could only stare at her blankly.
"It's okay, it's not a big problem. You should go home and have dinner first, and it's better to take a shower." Mu Huaixi was calmer than him and arranged everything for him with a wave of his hand.
Ying Mingcheng glared. How could he have the mind to eat now?
But after being interrupted by Xiao Xi, he calmed down a bit. He looked around and saw that no one was in the clinic. "Where's Aunt Da Chu? Where are Wang Xiaohua and the others?"
"Everyone has gone to eat. Aunt Da Chu has gone back to pack up." Mu Huaixi held her stomach and suddenly stopped and hissed. The contractions came again.
Ying Mingcheng broke out in a cold sweat and hurried over to help her. "What's wrong? Is she going to give birth? What should I do? They've all gone to eat. Can I, can I, can I deliver the baby?"
"How are you? Are you in pain?"
Cold sweat oozed out of Mu Huaixi's forehead, which made Ying Mingcheng's eyelids twitch. He was in a state of confusion and wanted to raise his hand to help her wipe away the sweat, but he felt that he was too dirty and did not dare to act rashly.
Mu Huaixi recovered, took out a handkerchief and wiped herself, then started to drive him away again, "Go back and eat, I may not give birth until midnight, don't wait any longer."
"Besides, if I'm so tired after the baby is born, you'll have to hold the baby. Go back and wash yourself quickly, otherwise you won't even be able to hold the baby."
Ying Mingcheng took a breath and realized that what she said was right, but he nodded and did not move. Instead, he followed her around in circles in the yard.
"Why aren't you leaving yet?"
"I'll wait for Aunt Da Chu to come over. I'm worried about you being alone."
Mu Huaixi smiled and didn't refute. She just walked around with him. After a while, Wang Xiaohua came back from the cafeteria with a bun in her hand. She was walking hurriedly. She was relieved to see someone following Dr. Mu.
"I'll guard it. Captain Ying, you can go back."
She also came in a hurry, fearing that Mu Huaixi would have no one to accompany her, but Mu Huaixi didn't take it seriously, knowing that it was not time for her to give birth yet.
The baby in Mu Huaixi's belly was the same as hers, stable.
The entrance to her cervix gradually opened, and she experienced several more waves of contractions. It was almost dawn when she finally entered the sterilized operating room. Ying Mingcheng's heart began to lift, but before he could calm down, the door opened and Wang Xiaohua poked her head out with a joyful expression. "The fruit is ripe, Captain Ying, congratulations on the birth of your baby!"
Ying Mingcheng's mind went blank as he followed her in. When he saw the swaddling baby in Li Fengjuan's arms, he realized that his wife had given birth.
Although it was not yet the due date, it was really a perfect time. Mu Huaixi didn't even feel any pain, and the baby slid out obediently.
Her exercise during pregnancy and her walk before delivery all played a role in the delivery. She was in good health and had plenty of energy. The baby she gave birth to had thick black hair, rosy cheeks, and a cry that was louder than that of ordinary babies.
Mu Huaixi didn't feel particularly tired after giving birth. She even had the energy to discuss her childbirth experience with Dou Xiling. Then, amid Xiaohua's exclamation, she saw Ying Mingcheng in tears.
The nine-foot-tall man usually sheds blood but not tears, but the moment he took the swaddling clothes, his eyes turned red. He looked at her helplessly and excitedly, walked step by step to the bed, and just when he was about to speak, tears as big as beans fell.
Mu Huaixi also wanted to cry for a moment. She understood what Ying Mingcheng had not finished saying. He wanted to say, Xiaoxi, thank you for your hard work.
Her feelings were extremely complicated. She remembered her past life for the first time in a long time, and remembered the miscarriage she had caused by being kicked, and the pity the doctor showed her when he tactfully told her that it would be extremely difficult for her to get pregnant in the future.
At that time, she was not actually very sad, and even felt comforted. After all, if she could not have children, there was hope that Zhang would give up on her. She was living in a daze alone, so how could she have the nerve to bring an innocent child into the world to suffer.
But things are different now.
She looked at Ying Mingcheng holding his son with a smile, her heart full of gratitude. The last trace of regret hidden deep in her heart was eliminated, and she was truly reborn.
Upon learning of the birth of their great-grandson, the Ying family's grandparents were overjoyed. Grandpa Ying snatched the receiver from his wife and shouted impatiently, "All those names we gave him previously don't count. The old monk at the Confucian Temple has helped us come up with a good name: Wu Hui!"
"The abbot is clearly talking about Wenhui, where did you get this Wuhui?"
Ying Mingcheng couldn't help but laugh out loud as he listened to his grandmother complaining. His grandfather's answer was exactly what he imagined. "He respects Grandpa. His father is a warrior. Why would he follow that bastard, the boss, and go after Wenhui? I think the old bald donkey was fooled by the boss's title of diplomat!"
"Pah, pah, pah, don't offend the master. If the Bodhisattva wants to punish someone, punish this old man. Please bless our great-grandson!"
"Let Wu Hui be Wu Hui," Ying Mingcheng agreed with a smile. Brilliant martial arts is what two generations of soldiers expected of this child. Although it was wrong with the original generation in the family, his grandfather had always been like this, and he didn't care. He was just afraid that his father would collapse when he knew.
His father was the only one in the family who was dedicated to contacting old relatives and repairing the family tree. According to Ying's grandfather, he had already left that family and should not attribute the names of his ancestors to himself without taking responsibility for the consequences. The father and son had many conflicts over this matter.
Ying Mingcheng supported his grandfather and he also took advantage of his grandfather's fame, but his current fame and achievements were all earned by himself and he did not need his ancestors to flatter him.
"Ying Wuhui", when Mu Huaixi heard this name, she also felt her grandfather's expectations for the next generation. She might have thought that being a soldier was dangerous before, but after becoming a military wife, she deeply understood why they were the most lovely people.
The regiment headquarters rooted in the mountainous areas not only had to train soldiers and cultivate land, but also helped nearby communes to harvest during spring plowing, summer floods, and autumn harvests. No matter whether there were earthquakes or floods, they were always at the forefront.
"Wu Hui, Wu Hui, that's fine too. I hope he can become a man of integrity like you."
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