After a while, Ye Haishan also returned with Xiao Chunxiu and Gao Lianxiang, along with the little guy Feng Xinan.
As soon as Xiao Chunxiu and Gao Lianxiang entered the room, they eagerly inquired about the situation.
"How is it?"
"I don't know, Aunt Yuying just went in not long ago."
Feng Ye answered, his eyes anxiously fixed on the closed door.
"Mother-in-law, let's go in and take a look."
Xiao Chunxiu pulled Gao Lianxiang and pushed open the door, then went inside.
Feng Ye wanted to peek inside, but his mother stopped him: "What's so interesting about a woman giving birth? You'd be better off checking if the water's boiled. Don't cause trouble here."
"Okay, okay."
Feng Ye turned around and went to check the kitchen, then ran back to the doorway, pacing back and forth anxiously, glancing at the time every now and then.
Although Feng Jiaqing and Ye Haishan were also anxious, they were much calmer than him.
"Father, is Mother going to have a little sister?"
Feng Xinan tugged at his sleeve, her eyes full of curiosity.
Feng Ye patted his head and forced a smile, saying, "Yes, you're going to have a little sister soon. You'll have to be a good older brother then."
"But Mother was screaming so loudly, as if she was in a lot of pain."
Feng Xinan frowned slightly, her voice full of worry.
Feng Ye had no intention of explaining to him, and simply replied casually, "Your mother was like this when she gave birth to you."
Feng Jiaqing glared at him, but knowing his anxiety, she had no interest in comforting the child and went over to pick up her grandson.
"Anan, don't worry. Once your little sister is born, your mother won't feel pain anymore. Be good and don't bother your father; he's anxious too."
Feng Xinan nodded as if she understood, her little hands tightly gripping Feng Jiaqing's clothes, but her eyes couldn't help but dart into the room.
Seeing her son pacing around anxiously, unable to stop for a moment, Feng Jiaqing frowned and said irritably, "It's no use being anxious. Can't you be quiet and stop pacing around?"
"I didn't see you this attentive when Anan was born; you still had time to play outside."
Hearing his father say that, Feng Ye felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't argue. He just said, "How long will it take? It's making me anxious."
Ye Haishan patted Feng Ye on the shoulder and gently comforted him, "Giving birth takes time, be patient. This is your second child, it will go smoothly, don't worry."
"It's harder for a woman to give birth the first time, but it gets much easier and faster after that."
Feng Jiaqing paused for a moment, then said, "When your mother gave birth to you, it was quite quick, only an hour. If someone hadn't gone to the outhouse and found you in time, you would have almost been born in the outhouse."
Feng Ye's lips twitched. Why was his father bringing up these old stories at a time like this?
He had heard about almost being born in a latrine since he was a child, and every time he heard it, he felt extremely embarrassed.
These days, most pregnant women don't have prenatal checkups and don't know their exact due date, so they can only rely on experience and intuition to judge.
Therefore, many pregnant women give birth unexpectedly in various places, such as in fields, mountains, or beaches...
Or perhaps it's not uncommon for someone to be born in a latrine.
In fact, even 20 or 30 years from now, this situation will be difficult to completely avoid.
The arrival of life is always full of uncertainties.
Hearing the increasingly piercing screams of pain coming from inside the house, Feng Ye's heart clenched even tighter.
"Why isn't it done yet...?"
His hands were clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms, and his eyes were fixed on the closed door.
Seeing Xiao Chunxiu come out of the room to fetch hot water, he quickly followed behind her and asked, "Mother, how is it? How much longer until she gives birth?"
"It hasn't been that long, why are you in such a hurry? Just wait quietly, I'll let you know if anything happens, so don't keep bothering me."
Xiao Chunxiu filled a bucket with hot water and hurriedly carried it into the house.
Feng Ye was speechless after being rebuked and could only continue to anxiously wait at the door.
Time seemed to stand still, each second feeling like an eternity.
The sun slowly sank in the west, its afterglow spilling into the courtyard, dappling the light and shadows and highlighting his anxious figure.
Feng Ye raised his wrist again to look at his watch; the hour hand was almost pointing to six o'clock.
It's been over an hour, why hasn't the baby been born yet?
This is driving me crazy!
He felt his heart was about to break from the torment of this long wait.
Just then, a clear baby's cry rang out from inside the house.
"It's born! It's born..."
Feng Ye's tense nerves relaxed instantly, and he almost jumped for joy.
"Ah, it's born, that's good..."
"It's finally born, that's wonderful..."
Feng Jiaqing and Ye Haishan both breathed a sigh of relief.
Judging from the sounds inside, both adults and children are safe.
Feng Ye's eyes reddened with excitement. He rushed to the door, pushed it open, and wanted to go in to see the child and Ye Qingling.
However, as soon as the door was pushed open, Xiao Chunxiu stopped her: "What are you doing in here? Get out."
Feng Ye was taken aback by Xiao Chunxiu's shout: "Mother, I'm just going in to see A-Ling and the baby. They've already been born, what's wrong with seeing them?"
Xiao Chunxiu glared at him and said irritably, "Would it kill you to wait a bit? It's not ready inside yet."
Without a second thought, she pushed him out the door and slammed it shut.
"No, at least tell me if it's a boy or a girl."
Feng Ye leaned helplessly against the door, pressing his ear against the crack in the door, trying to catch any sound from inside.
He was both excited and apprehensive. He wanted a daughter to complete the family with a son and a daughter, but he was also afraid that if he had a son, he would be disappointed.
Ye Haishan patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't worry, you'll know in a little while."
"Um."
Feng Ye nodded with a smile. She had already given birth safely, so a little longer wouldn't make a difference.
After a while, the door finally opened again.
Xiao Chunxiu walked out with a smile on her face, holding each of the little ones in her arms.
"Boy or girl?"
Feng Ye stepped forward with great joy, his eyes fixed on the baby's face, and blurted out, "Ha, so ugly."
Its skin was red and wrinkled, its head was large and disproportionate to its body, and its eyelids looked thick and could not be opened properly, like a small slit.
This appearance is indeed extremely ugly.
"Newborn babies are all like this, they're not pretty yet. They'll look better in a day or two."
Xiao Chunxiu rolled her eyes at him and laughed, "It's a girl. I heard from A-Ling that you wanted a daughter, and now your wish has come true."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
