Yang Chunyan saw that the two bowls she handed over contained three poached eggs and a full bowl of thick rice. "That's so much!"
Aunt Chen said with a smile: "Giving birth is a physical activity, how can you not eat enough?"
"That's right, Aunt Chen is right!" Mother Zhou said, pulling her aside, "Sister Chen, go eat a bowl too, so you can have more strength later."
"Hey!" Aunt Chen was not polite and followed Zhou's mother to the kitchen to eat rice and poached eggs.
When Zhou Huaian saw the two of them leave, he hurried back to the room to see Yang Chunyan, "How do you feel? Is it in severe pain?"
Yang Chunyan swallowed the poached egg and said, "I can still hold it back!"
Seeing sweat on her forehead, Zhou Huaian said distressedly: "Why are you holding it in? Just scream if it hurts!"
"Fool!" Yang Chunyan glanced at him in reproach. "What's the point of yelling? Besides, yelling requires strength. If you use up your strength early, you won't have any left when you need it later."
"I'm just worried about your temper. You keep everything to yourself." Zhou Huaian pinched her nose affectionately, "You're so depressed. Luckily you met someone like me who loves to joke."
"Well! Fortunately I met you!" Yang Chunyan smiled and scooped a spoonful of yin rice porridge and handed it to his mouth, "Eat something sweet and continue to develop it in the future."
"Meow!" Zhou Huaian ate it in one gulp, touched her belly and said, "Son, be good and don't bother your mother. When you get out, I will buy you some fun toys and take you to fish with a net, catch loaches and eels..."
Yang Chunyan looked at his happy expression and felt happy in her heart, "Hurry up and have dinner. Mom and Aunt Chen will be here soon."
"Hehe, I'll be able to see my son soon, just thinking about it makes me feel at ease!" Zhou Huaian stood up and took the bowl, then said, "Wife, you've worked hard! Call me when you feel like biting someone later!"
"Go to hell!" Yang Chunyan slapped him in pain, "Get out now, I want to go to the toilet."
"Oh oh!" Zhou Huaian hurriedly took the bowl out.
When Zhou's mother and Aunt Chen came back, they saw Yang Chunyan walking around the room with her hands on her waist. They hurried forward to support her and asked, "It hurts so much? Why don't you lie down?"
Yang Chunyan took a breath and said, "It hurts much more than before, and it hurts more frequently than before!"
Aunt Chen nodded after hearing this. "It's good to walk a little. It will be quicker later!"
Yang Chunyan walked around the room for a while, then lay down to sleep for a while... In the end, the stomachache became more and more frequent and unbearable. She couldn't help but moan, and curled up on the bed, holding her stomach, constantly reminding herself to take a deep breath and relax her body to relieve the pain...
Mother Zhou wiped the sweat off her face with a handkerchief, "Chunyan, how are you? Can you still bear it? Why don't you get up and walk around again!"
Aunt Chen stepped forward to check and said, "It's almost there, hold on, don't use up all your strength."
Yang Chunyan shook her head, then nodded. She didn't want to talk or walk.
In the main room, Zhou Huaian kept pacing back and forth, sometimes lying at the door of the room to listen to the movement inside, and sometimes looking at his watch, "Grandpa, it's been three hours, it's almost nine o'clock, why hasn't the baby been born yet? How long will it take?"
"How should I know! The first baby is slow, it will take a while!" The old man reached out and pulled him, "Don't walk around there, come and sit quietly for a while."
After hearing this, Zhou Huaian sat down on the sofa, but before his butt could even get comfortable, he heard the cry of pain from inside, louder than before. He stood up again and walked around the coffee table.
"You little brat, you are so disobedient. I told you not to bother your mother, but you didn't listen at all. Come out and I will spank you!"
The old man rolled his eyes at him, feeling annoyed by his shaking, and simply went to sit on the rattan chair at the door of the main room.
In the room, Zhou's mother opened all the doors of the cabinets and wardrobes, saying that this would help the baby be born faster.
She opened the door with a basin in her hand and saw him circling there. "Don't worry, it will be done soon! Go get a basin of hot water and make sure the fire in the stove doesn't go out."
"The coal I'm burning won't go out!" Zhou Huaian hurriedly took the water out, changed the basin, added two scoops of water into the pot, and quickly brought the basin to the door of the room.
Yang Chunyan in the room no longer felt the pain at this time. Aunt Chen told her that she had seen the baby's head, pressed her belly, and asked her to cooperate with her in exerting force.
Yang Chunyan cooperated with her and pushed down. Aunt Chen said happily: "Yes, just like that, the head is out..."
She suddenly felt something slippery coming out of her lower body. Her body instantly felt relaxed, and her stomach felt empty...
"Wa wa~" the baby cried loudly.
The old man also breathed a sigh of relief, got up and went to the backyard to catch and kill chickens.
Zhou Huaian jumped up happily, "Haha! It's a son from the sound!" He rushed to the door and pushed it open, "Is it born? How's Chunyan? It's a son, right..."
"It's okay, mother and child are safe! It's my son, get out quickly, the room inside is not cleaned up yet!" Zhou's mother pushed him out and closed the door again.
"I knew it was my son. At least bring him out so I can take a look!" Zhou Huaian ran to the window and looked through the gap in the curtains. "Yan'er, my son..."
Mother Zhou picked up the child wrapped in a blanket and walked to the window, pulling open the curtains. "Here! Let me show you, he weighs a full seven pounds. He's a lucky boy. When his mother was pregnant with him, the family conditions were better. Jiaming and the others were not as big as him when they were born."
Zhou Huaian came forward and took a closer look, "Mom, look at my son, he is chubby, he is so handsome!" Then he shouted to Yang Chunyan, "Yan'er, are you okay?"
The little face is red and wrinkled, and the eyes are not even open, and you know it looks good?
Yang Chunyan was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers, and she didn't have the energy to respond to him...
Zhou's mother glared at him and said, "How can he be good-looking? He's just ugly as a clown!"
Older people believe that newborn babies are very delicate and that you should not praise a baby for being pretty or cute, as they will only be pretty when they grow up.
In addition to not praising a child for being good-looking, you also can't praise a child for being easy to take care of or for having never been sick. You'll get sick if you praise them like that.
But sometimes it is very strange, not long after saying it, he will get sick. So you can't say that your child is ugly, like a puppy!
Zhou Huaian nodded quickly, "Yes, ugly son!"
Aunt Chen was delighted. "The youngest and Chunyan are both good-looking. When this child grows up, as long as he doesn't grow crooked, he will definitely be a handsome boy!"
Mother Zhou nodded, "That's true!"
"Mom!" Zhou Huaian pointed at Yang Chunyan, who was wearing a hat, and said worriedly, "Is Yan'er okay? Why isn't she talking?"
Zhou's mother glanced at him and said, "You must be too tired! I told you it's okay. Go catch a chicken and kill it. I'll stew it later!"
The chicks we raised when we first moved in, the hens had just started laying eggs and the roosters had just started crowing. Stewing them would be the most nutritious way to feed Yue and her baby.
"Oh!" Zhou Huaian hurried to the backyard and saw the old man coming out with a chicken. "Grandpa, you're so quick!"
The old man smiled and glared at him, "Mother Yue and her child are waiting for food, but they are as slow as you. What if they get hungry?"
Zhou Huaian happily took the hen from his hand, "Grandpa, it's my son!"
The old man nodded happily, "I heard it, just like when you were born, you cried so loudly!"
Zhou Huaian nodded heavily, grinning and said, "Grandpa, I've been promoted to an old man!"
"I understand!" the old man said, hitting him on the head again, "You are an old man, but you are still not steady and you are so crazy!"
Zhou Huaian smiled foolishly, "Hehe! I'm just happy in my heart! How can you not be happy that you have another great-grandson!"
"Happy, of course I'm happy!" The old man couldn't help but grin.
Aunt Chen packed up all the things left over from the birth in the house and pointed at the afterbirth, saying, "If you don't want to eat it, find a big tree to bury it!"
"Okay! Thank you, Sister Chen!" Zhou's mother handed her the red envelope she had prepared long ago, "This is the red envelope that Huai'an prepared for you!"
Midwives charge very cheaply these days. Those from better-off families only pay five or six yuan, and twelve yuan is already very polite.
Aunt Chen happily took it and said, "You are an old sister who married into the same brigade, and you are still polite to me! Be careful with the baby's belly button!"
Mother Zhou smiled and said, "Don't worry, I take care of all my grandchildren. Their belly buttons are very tight!"
Aunt Chen smiled and nodded, "Then I'll be leaving first!"
Mother Zhou sent her out of the main room, and went back to the room and said to Yang Chunyan: "Yan'er, I will take the afterbirth and bury it. I will cook you some fried eggs when I come back."
"Okay, I'm not hungry yet!" Yang Chunyan took a break and felt a little better. She turned her head and looked at her son lying beside her. Her heart melted!
After a while, Zhao Huifang, Zhang Xiuxiang, and Li Qiuyue also heard the news and came over. When they saw the baby lying next to her, they said, "She's really born! We only found out when we met Aunt Chen!"
Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "It happened at dawn. I gave birth at nine o'clock!"
Zhao Huifang smiled and said, "Just lie down. I'll cook you some fermented glutinous rice eggs!"
The fermented glutinous rice that Zhou's mother prepares for women during confinement is different from the one they usually eat. After the fermented glutinous rice is ready, it is boiled with brown sugar, and after it cools down, it is poured into a jar and sealed. This way, you won't get a sore throat easily after eating it.
Yang Chunyan didn't feel hungry yet. "Thank you, sister-in-law. Cooking three is enough."
Zhang Xiuxiang picked up the child and said with a smile, "I heard it weighs seven pounds?"
Yang Chunyan smiled and nodded, "Yes! A full seven pounds!" She thought that calling him Qijin might not be a bad nickname!
Li Qiuyue looked at Yang Chunyan with envy, "You are so lucky to have a son in your first pregnancy!"
Yang Chunyan glanced at her belly which was almost unable to be covered, "Son or daughter is fate!"
Zhang Xiuxiang also glanced at Li Qiuyue and said, "Qiuyue, you'd better not go out during this period. I can see it from behind."
Li Qiuyue touched her belly and said, "The third child also said that he wanted the youngest child to talk to Uncle Daqing. After Yiding has his wedding, I will go to the forest farm with him to hide for a few months!"
Yang Chunyan did not respond after hearing this. She felt that going to Zhou Daqing was not the best idea, because that was the unit's house, and all the employees of the forest farm lived there. If someone saw him, he might lose his job.
She thought about the house in Ning'an City that had not been rented out yet, because the people who rented the house were either all kinds of people or secret agents, so they gave up the idea of renting it out! (End of this chapter)
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