"Wow!"
Gu Qingtong looked at the bloody child in her arms, watching him struggle, frown and cry. For a moment, she didn't even dare to move, and just held him there blankly. The midwife quickly took out the small quilt that she had prepared in advance, wrapped the child, and then happily presented it to Xiao An and Pang Yi: "Congratulations, sir! Congratulations, madam! It's a healthy boy! I was worried that the little boy would be born prematurely and would be weak, but listen, the little boy cries so loudly, he must be in good health!"
"Haha, follow me." Pang Yizhi was so happy that his eyes narrowed into two lines. He rubbed his hands busy, took the child from the midwife, and held it in front of Xiao An, saying softly, "Didn't you hope to have a son? Now you have achieved your wish, are you happy?"
Xiao An looked at the chubby little fellow in the swaddling clothes and couldn't help but wet her eyes again. She whispered to Pang Yi, "Pang Yi, name the child Nianqin."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Pang Yi leaned over and kissed Xiao An's sweaty forehead, saying softly.
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Xiao An gave birth to a baby boy safely, and the entire prefectural government was filled with joy. Gu Qingtong returned to her room to change her bloodstained clothes, and then hurried to the side courtyard to report the good news to Gu Changlin and Ding Yunwen. When she arrived at the courtyard, she saw that Qin Chong had already arrived and was sitting in front of the stove, fanning himself as he boiled medicine, while Gu Changlin was sitting on a recliner, and the two of them were talking non-stop.
"Mr. Gu, congratulations! From now on, people will call you Grandpa!" Gu Qingtong smiled and cupped his fists towards Gu Changlin, pulling a stool and sitting in front of Gu Changlin. "Mr. Gu, are you happy?"
"I'm happy," Gu Changlin said to Gu Qingtong with an undisguised look of joy, "Now Pang Yi and his wife have a baby, and now I'm looking forward to you two."
"Old man!" Gu Qingtong's face immediately turned red, and he stamped his feet in shame, "How can there be such a person as you?!"
"What's wrong with me?" Gu Changlin was unhappy and glared at Gu Qingtong. "You and Chong'er are not young anymore, and you still want to wait for another ten or eight years to have a baby? In my opinion, there's no need to wait for an auspicious day. I think every day is a good day, so hurry up and get married!"
"Grandpa!" Gu Qingtong was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say. She glanced at Qin Chong stealthily and saw him smiling with his head down. Gu Qingtong felt embarrassed and ashamed, and muttered softly, "He didn't even come to propose marriage. As a girl, I can't force him to marry me, right?"
The next second, Qin Chong put down the fan in his hand, stood up immediately, and walked out without saying a word.
"Hey, hey, hey! Where are you going?" Gu Qingtong hurriedly called out to Qin Chong, "You haven't prepared Sister An's medicine yet!"
Qin Chong turned around and smiled at her, revealing two rows of white teeth: "I will prepare the betrothal gifts right away, and go to your house to propose marriage tomorrow!"
"Hey! Why are you like this? I just said it casually!" Gu Qingtong stamped her feet in shame, trotting after him, grabbing Qin Chong's sleeve, and said angrily, "I... I was just joking, don't take it seriously!"
"Marriage is such an important matter, how can you just joke about it?" Qin Chong's face suddenly darkened, and he shook off Gu Qingtong's hand, saying in a deep voice, "Anyway, I'm serious, don't regret it!"
At that moment, Qin Chong rushed out. He ran very fast, as if he was afraid of being blocked by Gu Qingtong again.
Gu Qingtong looked at his figure that disappeared quickly, and was completely in disarray. She turned back and glared at Gu Changlin, and it took her a long time to speak: "He... Why is he like this?"
"Isn't this good? The young man is eager to marry you." Gu Changlin said with a smile looking at Gu Qingtong.
"Old man! You're teasing me again!" Gu Qingtong moved back step by step and sat on the stool where Qin Chong had just sat. He fanned the stove with a fan, paused, and then looked at Gu Changlin with a red face, "Old man, do you think he... is he okay?"
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