Chapter 421 I am your husband, this is our child
After giving these instructions, Cui Si really couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep. After a while, she fell asleep with peaceful breathing.
Song Lu went forward and tidied the quilt for her, then smoothed back the few strands of hair wet with sweat on her forehead, and wiped her sweat with a handkerchief so that she could sleep more comfortably.
Yanzhi walked out carrying the child and quickly opened the door of the dormitory. A group of people who were worried were already standing at the door.
Seeing her coming out with the child, everyone gathered around her and asked:
"How's Ah Si?"
"Yeah, what happened to the people?"
"Are you okay?"
Seeing everyone's faces full of anxiety and worry, Yanzhi was also happy for her master. In this life, it is extremely lucky to have a few people who truly care about you.
Yanzhi said, "My wife is fine. She has already fallen asleep. The child loves her mother and didn't let her suffer too much. Midwife Liu also said that in all her years of midwifery, it is rare for a baby to be born so quickly."
Giving birth is really painful, and Cui Si felt even more pain because she gave birth quickly. But giving birth quickly also brought relief quickly. She felt a little tired after giving birth, but she was in good spirits. It was not like other births, which took at least a day, or even a day and a night, to give birth.
This pain is getting harder and harder to endure.
Thinking of this, Yanzhi looked at the child in her arms with a gentle gaze.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, as if a huge weight had fallen from their hearts.
Yan Xingchuan's tense heartstrings relaxed, and his originally pale and cold face warmed up a little.
Yanzhi held the child up and showed it to everyone: "My wife asked me to bring the child here for everyone to see. It's a little boy. He cried so loudly just now."
Yan Xingchuan stared blankly at the child in the blanket. The tiny thing was wrapped tightly and wore a soft hat on its head.
Yan Xingchuan remembered that the small hat was not even as big as his palm. Cui Si had several made for him, some bigger and some smaller, but the difference was not much.
Yan Xingchuan was very surprised at the time and asked her why she made so many similar hats. Cui Si said they were for the newborn baby, but because she didn't know how big the baby's head was, she made a few more so that he would be more comfortable wearing them.
If the weather was good, Cui Si would have the fabric washed and dried every two days. After being rubbed and dried, the material became a little wrinkled and looked no longer new, but it was fine and soft, making it the best for newborn babies.
"So small." He couldn't help but say.
It's really small, like a little mouse.
The little face that was exposed was red, with only a few eyebrows, a pair of small eyes closed, and the eyelids were so thin that you could seem to see very thin bloodshot underneath.
The little mouth sucks from time to time, looking a little pitiful.
Yanzhi said, "My young master weighs three pounds and six ounces, which is not small at all. If he grows any bigger, my lady will suffer."
Cui Jing was also puzzled: "But why is this little guy red? Is this okay?"
Yanzhi said, "My dear Sanlang, all babies are like this when they are just born. After a few days, the red color fades and they become white and tender."
"Oh, really?" Cui Jing thought about it. It seemed that Cui Si was also like this when she was born. If so, then there is no problem. He carefully looked at the little thing's facial features, and was surprised and moved. "This child looks like me."
Looking at the facial features, he actually looks a bit like him.
"Nonsense, it clearly looks like me." Yan Xingchuan immediately disagreed.
What does it matter if his child looks like Cui Jing?
No, no.
Absolutely not.
"Hey, why are you arguing with me? They say nephews resemble their uncles, that's normal." Cui Jing was also unhappy. "Besides, the child will definitely recognize me as his uncle, but it's hard to say whether he will recognize you as his father."
Yan Xingchuan: “!!!”
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Jiang Cinian on the side hurriedly said, "Okay, stop arguing. Don't wake up Sixth Lady and the child."
Yan Xingchuan and Cui Jing looked at each other and stopped arguing.
Cui Jing walked forward and carefully picked up the child, then snorted coldly at Yan Xingchuan.
Yan Xingchuan didn't bother to pay attention to him. He glanced at the child in his arms, then turned and walked into the dormitory.
It’s better to wait a while before seeing the child. He went to see the child’s mother first.
Cui Jing saw him walking towards the dormitory and did not stop him. He turned to Jiang Cinian and said, "Brother Jiang, come and help me look after the child."
......
Cui Si seemed to have slept for a very long time, so long that it felt like she had lived a lifetime.
In the dream, there are blue sky and white clouds, the breeze is blowing, the stream is gurgling, the sun is shining from the sky, warm but not soft, and the world is peaceful and quiet.
She slept quietly like this, her heart felt peaceful and warm, as if she had returned to the beginning of her life.
The love, hatred, and resentment accumulated over three lifetimes seemed to be blown away by the breeze.
She is no longer confined to the framework of life; she is free and at peace.
I really want to sleep like this forever, until the end of time...
"Mother~Mother~~~"
"Ah Si~Ah Si~~~"
After an unknown amount of time, she seemed to hear someone calling her. The voice was very far away and very low at first, but gradually, it became louder and louder, and she seemed to hear the crying of a child.
She frowned, then opened her eyes.
The sky and earth outside were still bright, but the gauze curtains blocked some of the light, making it very soft, just like in her dream.
When she opened her eyes, she was confused for a moment, and then she heard the voices of people next to her and the whimpering of a child.
"A'si, you're awake? You're finally awake!"
Cui Si had not yet fully recovered from her shock, but when she heard the voice, she turned around and saw a man holding a child sitting beside her bed. The child was crying in his arms, and the sound was so soft that it broke her heart.
"Who are you?" she asked, and then she saw the other person's face change drastically and he was completely stunned.
"You...you don't remember me?"
Cui Si stretched out her hand and frowned, then moved a little further inward: "Give me the child."
Yan Xingchuan came to his senses and placed the child next to her in a daze.
She reached out and held the child in her arms, gently stroking his little head with her palm.
The little thing pouted its mouth, as if a little aggrieved. It clenched its little fists and whimpered twice, then fell silent.
This child couldn't even open his eyes, but he knew he was looking for his mother.
Cui Si was so soft-hearted and heartbroken.
"Why did I hear him crying just now? What happened?"
Yan Xingchuan looked at her carefully and asked her, "Do you really not remember who I am?"
Cui Si raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Then tell me who you are?"
Yan Xingchuan said: "I am your husband, and this is our child."
He really just speaks without thinking, and gives himself the identity.
Cui Si glared at him and said, "Do you want to see if you have a thick skin?"
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