Chapter 187 The third generation of the Deng family is born!

In front of the court

Deng Shirong was smoking a cigarette while chatting with the security guard.

The security guard was a man in his fifties. When Deng Shirong bought a house and looked for someone to renovate it, he looked for this security guard and asked him to help introduce someone.

At that time, Deng Shirong got to know him by coming to use the chimney. He came to light a cigarette several times a day, and they became familiar with each other.

Through previous casual chatting, Deng Shirong knew that the security guard was named Zhang Guoan and was from Bobai New Village.

In his previous life, because his third son had worked in Bobai for more than 20 years, Deng Shirong had also lived in Bobai for a period of time. He had a certain understanding of Bobai and knew that the people of Xincun were very popular in Bobai and almost no one dared to offend them.

Next year, the eldest son and daughter-in-law will develop in Bobai, and they will naturally need Uncle Zhang then. Therefore, Deng Shirong comes here to burn cigarettes more frequently.

Deng Shirong put the chimney away and asked, "Brother Zhang, how many children do you have?"

Zhang Guoan said: "I have six children, three sons and three daughters."

Deng Shirong asked, "You're all married, right?"

Zhang Guoan nodded and said, "Yes, they are already married."

Deng Shirong said: "Then you don't have to worry about it. I have seven children. The eldest just got married last year, and the other five are still studying!"

Zhang Guoan was surprised and asked, "You still have five children studying? The oldest one should be in college, right?"

Deng Shirong nodded and said, "Yes, the older one is going to college this year."

Zhang Guoan couldn't help but look at him with new eyes. Those who could go to university in this era had unlimited future. He asked, "Which university did you go to?"

Deng Shirong couldn't hide the smile on his face: "BJ University."

Zhang Guoan's eyes instantly widened, and he said with envy: "Uncle Jiu (not a generational title here, but a nickname), you are so amazing that you have trained a Peking University student. You don't have to worry about the rest of your life, and you can enjoy happiness with this son in the future."

Deng Shirong smiled and said, "It's too early to talk about enjoying life now. I'll wait until my children have all started their own families and have fulfilled their responsibilities as parents."

Zhang Guoan agreed: "This is true. As parents, we cannot let go of this heavy burden until our children have their own families."

Deng Shirong said: "So, I still have a lot to endure, unlike you, my brother, who has no burden at all."

The two chatted for a while before Deng Shirong went back to have lunch.

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After living in the county town for two weeks, Zhang Xiuping's stomach finally started to work.

The family took diapers to wrap the baby and hurried to the maternal and child health care center with Zhang Xiuping.

In the early days of liberation, the county's maternal and child health care work was managed by the obstetrics and gynecology department of the county health center. It was not until May 1956 that the county maternal and child health care station was established. After years of development, the new method of delivery for maternal and child health care has achieved very good results.

In later generations, whether in rural areas or county towns, 95% of people would rush to county hospitals to give birth. Therefore, the obstetrics department of every hospital in the county was extremely busy, especially the People's Hospital and maternal and child health care departments, where one midwife had to deliver several babies at the same time and was simply unable to cope with the workload.

Therefore, in later generations, when you go to the hospital to give birth, you must find an acquaintance to help. If there is no acquaintance, the mother will suffer. After entering the delivery room, the midwife will be very busy and most of her attention will be on the mother introduced by the acquaintance, and she will have no time to pay attention to you.

But it was 1981, and 99.9 percent of rural people gave birth at home. Not many women came to the maternal and child health care center to give birth. So when Zhang Xiuping arrived at the maternal and child health care center, she was welcomed into the delivery room by the idle midwife.

This made Deng Shirong feel deeply moved. In later generations, a woman would be sent to the delivery room only when her cervix was opened. Before her cervix was opened, she was not qualified to enter the delivery room to reserve a seat. It was not like now, where she would be directly welcomed into the delivery room as soon as she arrived.

This difference between the times really exists all the time.

While waiting, Deng Shirong and Zhang's mother, both experienced people, behaved very calmly.

But it was Deng Yuntai's first time being a father, and being inexperienced, he naturally couldn't stay calm. Less than ten minutes after his wife entered the delivery room, he could no longer sit still. He began to walk back and forth outside the delivery room, his eyes fixed on the door, and his hands constantly rubbing.

Deng Shirong couldn't help but say, "Yuntai, don't be nervous. It won't be that fast when giving birth to your first child. It will take at least a few hours. If it's slow, you may have to wait until the next day to be born."

Mother Zhang also smiled and continued, "You are right, my in-laws. When I gave birth to my eldest child, my stomach ached for more than ten hours before I gave birth. Now Xiuping's stomach has just started to hurt, so she really can't give birth that quickly."

Deng Yuntai was surprised and asked, "Why does it take so long?"

Although he is about to become a father, no one has ever told him about having children, and he really knows nothing about it.

Compared with him, Deng Yunzhen, his younger sister, knows a little more.

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After all, Deng Yunzhen and Guan Yongying were friends, and Deng Yunzhen had heard Guan Yongying talk about some details about childbirth, so she knew more about this than her brother.

Deng Shirong said: "When your mother gave birth to you, her stomach started to hurt after dinner in the afternoon, and she was in so much pain that she didn't give birth to you until the next morning."

Deng Yunzhen also gave an example: "When Yongying gave birth to her twins, her stomach ached for more than six hours."

When Deng Yuntai heard his father, mother-in-law and sister say this, he knew that this must be correct. After he had this peace of mind, his anxiety was slightly relieved, so he sat down again and waited slowly.

This wait lasted for several hours, from the maternal and child health care provider who came at around 2:00 p.m. until around 9:00 p.m. when we heard the cry of a baby in the delivery room.

Hearing the baby crying, Deng Shirong and others all stood up excitedly.

Soon, the door of the delivery room opened, and the midwife came out to congratulate: "Congratulations to all the family members, the mother has given birth to a baby girl, and both mother and daughter are safe."

When she said this, the midwife was afraid that the family members would be unhappy, and she was going to help persuade them! After all, she was also a local of Bobai, so she naturally understood the local people's desire to have a son. When she delivered a baby before, if the mother gave birth to a daughter, when she came out to announce the good news, many family members looked unhappy.

As a result, to her surprise, when the family members waiting there heard her good news, all looked happy and thanked her one after another.

This scene made the midwife feel very happy. She thought that it was a blessing for the girl to be born into such a family!

…

October 11, 1981 in the lunar calendar was the beginning of winter.

At 8:58 in the evening, the third generation of the Deng family was born!

Today I feel a little better, so I got up early to write. I hope all the readers will continue to follow me. Thank you! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)