Finale

"Qingqing, I know you're in pain." Fan Yajun leaned over to Liang Qingqing, and seeing her pale face, she couldn't help but frowned with heartache, and gently advised: "But you have to bear with it for a while, we have to save our strength for later."

Hearing this, Liang Qingqing took a breath of cool air, waited for the pain to subside before nodding, and barely stopped crying.

"I'll go downstairs and call the car to drive over in advance to take us to the hospital. Yanxing, you stay with Qingqing, and auntie, go and pack up your things." Fan Yajun has been in the hospital for many years and has a lot of experience in dealing with such emergencies. She made a quick decision calmly and rationally, and then opened the door and went downstairs.

Fan Yanxing stayed with Liang Qingqing the whole time. When Fan Yajun came back and said the car was ready, he immediately picked her up and carried her downstairs carefully.

There were not many people in the hospital, and they had a smooth journey.

"Fan Yanxing." Liang Qingqing was lying on the hospital bed, reluctant to let go of his hand, her eyes full of confusion and fear. Fan Yanxing's eyes were red, and he squeezed her hand hard, choking with sobs: "Qingqing, I'm outside."

His words were obviously of no practical use, but she felt less painful, and even had the strength to curl her lips: "I want to see you as soon as I get out."

"Okay." No matter how reluctant Fan Yanxing was, at this critical moment, he still hardened his heart and let go of her hand. The doctor and nurse immediately stepped forward and closed the door of the operating room, isolating the inside and the outside. Fan Yanxing stood

at the door without moving, his eyes fixed on the closed door, and from time to time he glanced at the watch on his wrist, paying attention to the time. No matter who came to persuade him to sit for a while, it was useless.

"I'll go with my aunt to report the news first. Is it okay for you to stay alone?" Fan Yajun pursed her lips worriedly. When the latter heard her words, he turned his head slightly and nodded at them, saying, "You go, I'll be here."

"Okay." The hospital's telephone station was not far away. After notifying everyone, the two returned to the door and continued to wait.

Time passed by minute by minute. After an unknown amount of time, the red light finally went out. The three of them took a step forward almost at the same time and almost bumped into the nurse who opened the door.

"Mother and child are safe. The family just needs to sign here." The nurse was startled, but she could understand the family's mood at the time, so she didn't care. Instead, she smiled and handed over a piece of white paper and a pen.

Hearing this, Fan Yanxing's tense face relaxed a little. After signing, he asked impatiently, "When can I see my wife?"

"Wait a minute. Remember to keep warm. Women in labor cannot stand the wind..." The nurse reminded him of some precautions. Not long after she finished speaking, the bed was pushed out by two nurses.

"Qingqing!"

After calling her name, I found that Liang Qingqing had fallen asleep exhausted. Her hair was wet with sweat. She looked like she had just been pulled out of the water. There was a swaddling cloth next to the pillow. The baby was waving his hands and feet in it, babbling and calling out something.

Seeing this scene, Fan Yanxing felt a warm current flowing through his heart, leaving a mark that could not be erased in this life. He just glanced at the child quickly, and then turned his eyes back to Liang Qingqing. Seeing that she was safe and sound, the heavy stone hanging in his chest was finally put down.

The woman in labor could not stand the cold, and several people kept pushing the bed to the pre-arranged ward.

It was not until the sky darkened that Liang Qingqing, who had been sleeping, gradually woke up. She fluttered her eyelashes, raised her eyes and met a pair of familiar eyes with concern. The other party quickly stood up and walked to her, saying softly: "Qingqing."

The person who had just walked through the "gates of hell" couldn't help but reddened when he saw a familiar person, and whispered his name: "Yanxing..."

"I'm here, I'm always here, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Fan Yanxing held her hand and frowned nervously.

Hearing this, Liang Qingqing felt the unbearable pain. She didn't dare to move, for fear of pulling the wound again, but she remembered something, and subconsciously reached out to touch her stomach, but there was nothing there.

"Where's the baby?" Her habitual movements made her face pale in pain, her breathing quickened, her head felt dizzy, and her body seemed to be torn apart. Beads of sweat kept falling down.

"Don't worry, he's fine. They took him for further examination." Fan Yanxing was startled by her sudden movement. Seeing that she was in great pain, he quickly handed her warm water and pills that he had prepared long ago. "The doctor said that if you are in great pain, you can take one pill. It won't affect breastfeeding."

After saying that, he served her to take it.

"Qingqing, thank you for your hard work." Fan Yanxing looked at her with a hot and gentle look, and his eyes were filled with endless affection. His fingertips gently stroked her face, and then he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and they saw each other's tears.

At this moment, Ma Xiuzhi came back with the baby in her arms, followed by a long line of people. Almost all the families of the two families came, and the ward was crowded. When they saw Liang Qingqing wake up, they all came forward to talk to her and let her, as a mother, see the child with her own eyes.

Liang Qingqing had seen the baby just after the birth in the operating room, but she had no strength at that time, and she just glanced at it twice and fell asleep. She didn't look carefully at all. Now of course, she had to see it all at once.

But when she looked at the child expectantly, she couldn't help but feel disappointed and couldn't help muttering, "Why is he so ugly?"

The ward was very quiet, which made her words especially loud and clear, almost reaching everyone's ears.

"You are his biological mother! How can you say that about your own child? How can he be ugly here? The eyes are eyes, the nose is a nose, so pretty!" Ma Xiuzhi pointed at the tip of Liang Qingqing's nose in the air, "It will be fine when it grows up."

"..."

Liang Qingqing laughed dryly with a guilty conscience. Although what she said was indeed wrong, the truth was that the baby was indeed not pretty now. He was just a small ball in the milky white blanket, and at most he could be called cute.

But then she thought, her eldest brother and sister-in-law's second baby was also wrinkled and even bruised when he was born, but after being raised for a while, he became white and plump like a lucky doll. The contrast was so great that it was unbelievable.

It seems that it is just as her mother said, the child will be fine when he grows up.

Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved.

"Have you thought of a name for the child? The nurse just asked me, saying that they need to register it, and we can't make a decision when you are not awake." Qu Qingying suddenly remembered this, and quickly seized the opportunity to ask, and everyone immediately looked at Liang Qingqing and Fan Yanxing curiously.

"Fan Jiayu, it means beautiful happiness, brilliant and glorious."

The two of them looked through the dictionary and came up with several names. They were so confused that they couldn't decide what to name it. They could only rank the names. The baby was born in the afternoon, so Fan Jiayu just happened to be the right name for him. So they didn't have to worry about it anymore and just chose it.

"It sounds nice, but we haven't read much, so how can we write it?" Ma Xiuzhi and Liang Xueyong scratched their heads, with a rare flash of embarrassment on their faces.

Qu Qingying smiled and said, "There are so many homophones, I can't guess which word it is."

This made them feel much more comfortable. Ma Xiuzhi slowly breathed a sigh of relief and asked Fan Yanxing to write it for them. Fan Yanxing then handed the child to Xiao Jinhua's arms, found a piece of paper and pen and wrote the baby's name.

With the addition of Milk Ball, the atmosphere in the ward became very lively. Everyone was vying to play with this popular child. However, the child was very sleepy and fell asleep again not long after waking up. But even so, everyone still enjoyed

it. Liang Qingqing stayed in the hospital for more than a week before being discharged. The strong winter wind was daunting for people who were in confinement. She didn't dare to go out at all and could only stay at home. After a long time, she almost got sick. Fortunately, there were two mothers who accompanied her to talk and take care of the children, otherwise she would really go crazy.

Considering that Liang Qingqing had just been out of confinement, the full-month banquet for little Fan Jiayu was very simple. The two families gathered together for a meal and it was over. It was also on this day that Fan Fangming, the busy grandfather, saw his grandson in person for the first time.

Fan Jiayu, who was always shy, was not afraid at all when he saw Fan Fangming. He even took the initiative to stretch out his arms to hug him, which made the usually serious and solemn man smile widely. He gave him a valuable small gold lock on the spot and promised to teach the child to read and write in the future.

Liang Qingqing couldn't help laughing when she saw it. She secretly thought that her son learned this precise thigh hugging technique from her.

The Spring Festival is in a few days. This year, because they have a new kid, it is not suitable for long-distance travel. Therefore, Liang Qingqing and Fan Yanxing do not plan to return to Beijing. Ma Xiuzhi suggested that the two families stay in Changbei Province to celebrate the New Year this year.

Liang Qingqing thought this was a good idea. After asking Qu Qingying and others for their opinions, she took the whole family back to Daping Village. With more people, there are naturally more New Year's goods to prepare.

As soon as the children entered the supply and marketing cooperative, they went straight to the counters selling fireworks, firecrackers and cakes. They could not be stopped.

The adults thought that this was a great day that only came once a year, so they let them take what they wanted. Fortunately, the children knew their limits and did not empty the counters.

After buying the New Year's goods, they returned to the village and immediately began to decorate the house, pasting festive red spring couplets and hanging red lanterns. Everyone worked together and did their work in an orderly manner.

On New Year's Eve, the kitchen was busy from early in the morning. The two different styles of dishes from the north and the south collided, and the dishes were so rich that it was dazzling.

The family gathered at the dining table and raised their glasses together, praying for good luck and good health in the coming year.

Liang Qingqing and Fan Yanxing sat side by side, chatting with the crowd while occasionally looking after the baby in the crib. They felt that the years were peaceful and they were particularly happy at this moment. Their hearts were filled with sweetness and warmth that could not be dissolved.

Their eyes suddenly met. Looking at the man in front of her, Liang Qingqing smiled. From the initial deliberate approach to the current mutual understanding, she was extremely glad that she had chosen the right person. There is