Chapter 22 The Tool-like Military Wife of the 1960s



Needless to say, this little guy weighing three pounds and one ounce is the one that was almost censored.

This child was probably afraid of never being able to compete with his two older brothers while he was in the womb, which is why he is so small.

Zhao Qingzhuo looked at the child, who was barely bigger than his palm, and hesitated to reach out.

"Doctor, this baby is too small, how should I hold him?"

Even the eldest son in the doctor's arms looked too small to him. He was afraid that if he were too rough, he would crush him with a single slap.

"Reach out and steady his back and head. The child is still small, so your arm and hand should be enough to protect him."

The doctor patiently explained to the new father how to hold the baby, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

Seeing this, Fang's mother stepped forward, bypassing Zhao Qingzhuo, and took the child from the doctor's arms:

"I'll do it, I'll do it. These new parents really can't do without someone to help them!"

Knowing that Fang Yuan was doing well, Fang's mother focused her attention on her grandson. Looking at her eldest grandson in her arms, her face lit up with a smile.

My daughter is really amazing, she gave birth to three sons! If she could have a daughter later, it would be perfect!

Seeing Zhao Qingzhuo's hands fidgeting, the other two nurses exchanged a few laughs and offered to help hold the baby.

"Then let us help you carry these two children to the ward!"

"Okay, thank you, thank you!" Zhao Qingzhuo quickly thanked the two nurses.

He's been through a lot in the army every day, so he's very heavy-handed and doesn't dare to lay a hand on people.

Soon, Fang Yuan was also wheeled out of the delivery room.

Zhao Qingzhuo, bypassing the nurse, leaned over and took Fang Yuan's hand, saying:

"Honey, you've worked so hard. These three kids are enough. We won't have any more!"

He felt he had achieved his goal in one go, with three sons who were better than his two older brothers, so he decided not to have any more children.

“Okay, I don’t want to have any more children!” Fang Yuan nodded in complete agreement.

Pregnancy and childbirth would take up too much of her time; it's hard for her to do anything while she's heavily pregnant.

Having these three children is enough, really enough.

Seeing the nurse preparing to push Fang Yuan into the ward, Zhao Qingzhuo stepped forward and pushed his wife, saying, "Let me push you into the ward to rest!"

After Fang Yuan and the child entered the ward one after the other, and after confirming that his wife and child were alright, Zhao Qingzhuo went back to call the elders on both sides to share the good news.

In the Beijing Military Region compound, Zhao's father, who had just hung up the phone, showed a look of joy on his usually serious face.

"Hey? Old Zhao, what's the good news? You look a bit odd."

When Political Commissar Zhou Runhai, a longtime comrade-in-arms, saw the rare look of joy on Zhao's father's face, he knew that something good must have happened.

"It's nothing, my youngest daughter-in-law just gave birth." Father Zhao's tone was indifferent, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"You had a grandson, didn't you? Look how happy you are!" Zhou Runhai said with a smile.

This old guy may seem meticulous in his work, but he's actually a bit sexist.

His first two sons both had granddaughters, and he had been longing for a grandson!

"About that, he only had three grandsons!"

As Zhao's father spoke, a hint of pride appeared on his face.

This youngest son is really making him proud. Those old folks used to laugh at him for not having any grandsons, but now three have come all at once.

Shouldn't we give them a good slap in the face?

Three grandsons? Born all at once?

Zhou Runhai was stunned. Old Zhao's wife is amazing!

He remembered that the old man hadn't been too happy about his third son's marriage before, but he didn't expect his daughter-in-law to be so capable.

This would probably be worshipped by the people.

"Yes, the smallest one only weighs three pounds. It's so pitiful. I have to go back and ask my wife to send more milk powder over."

As he spoke, Zhao's father rushed home; the birth of his three grandsons had made him restless.

"Tch, just you wait and see!"

Zhou Runhai looked at his retreating figure and smiled helplessly.

This old guy has turned the tables, and he'll probably have plenty of time to show off these days.

When Zhao's mother, who had just returned home, heard the news, she was overjoyed and kept saying that she had made the right choice in marrying this daughter-in-law.

"Old Zhao, do you think I should send some more milk powder over?" Zhao's mother asked Zhao's father.

She didn't want her son to marry Fang Yuan at first, but she agreed after hearing that her brother Quan Sheng's son was his.

Now, it seems the daughter-in-law's genes are indeed good; she gave her three grandsons in one go, and she's starting to treat her like royalty.

Mr. Zhao nodded: "Send it. Send the milk powder, and send some cotton cloth too. Send the softest kind. My grandson only weighs a little over three pounds, so we can't let his skin get chafed."

"Three jin? That's too small. I'll have to prepare more milk powder. There won't be enough milk for my third son's wife in the future."

As she spoke, Zhao's mother prepared to go out to find milk powder and fabric, especially milk powder, which she practically scooped up for free.

Fortunately, her other two sons and daughters-in-law weren't around, otherwise they would definitely accuse the couple of favoritism.

After that day, Zhao's father spent more time taking walks in the courtyard, and Zhao's mother also spent more time shopping and chatting with people.

Soon, the news that Zhao's third son had given birth to three sons at once spread throughout the compound.

The same thing happened at Fang Yuan's family's side; their daughter gave birth to three sons at once, and Fang's father was overjoyed.

He told Fang's mother not to rush back, but to stay there longer to take care of the children, and that she didn't need to worry about things at home.

When Fang's mother first came here, she found a temporary worker to fill in for her at the textile factory.

She's just turned fifty this year, and her salary is 42. She gives 18 yuan to the temporary worker who covers her shift, and the remaining 24 yuan is hers.

Being able to receive a large portion of one's salary without going to work is a dream come true for modern people.

But it's different here. People here are eager to go to work every day so they can receive their full wages, since eighteen yuan is not a small amount.

However, when it comes to women giving birth and raising children, this is the only way to do it.

Zhao Qingzhuo was also good at interpersonal relationships. When his mother-in-law came to help take care of his wife and children, he asked Fang Yuan to give his mother-in-law twenty yuan of pocket money every month.

By that calculation, Fang's mother actually made a profit.

But unfortunately, the third son's wife was only a temporary worker, and she was eyeing Fang's mother's job.

Unexpectedly, Fang's mother preferred to have someone else take her shift rather than give it to her, and she lost her temper a lot at home with her third son.

"It's alright. Since your father-in-law wants me to stay a while longer, I'll stay," Fang's mother said nonchalantly.

She knew the situation at home very well, and she could keep her daughters-in-law in check.

Putting everything else aside, all three of her sons are exceptionally filial.

The first two wives were both good, but she misjudged the third wife.

Not long after she got married, her true colors were revealed. She listened to her own family in everything and was single-mindedly trying to move her husband's family's things to her own family.

Do you still want your job?

Even if she retires immediately, let alone work for a few more years, she won't get it.

"Oh, my dear grandchildren, I love you the most. You are such good children who don't cry."

Fang's mother held and comforted the baby, saying that her daughter's three children were easier to take care of than the family's own children.

She had taken care of her daughter-in-law's children during their postpartum period, and her grandchildren were all quite noisy, unlike Fang Yuan's three well-behaved grandchildren.

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