"No matter how painful it is, it can only be compared to the pain of childbirth. Xiaohui, this is a major event in your life. If it can be connected successfully, of course I hope it can be connected successfully."
Zhao Jiaojiao listened to her mother's comfort, frowned and said, "Mom, does giving birth hurt?"
She suddenly remembered that in this era, childbirth was done by the mother herself.
Wang Meili nodded, "When I gave birth to your brother, it took me a whole day."
one day?
Zhao Jiaojiao's face changed drastically.
Ling Yunhui saw Zhao Jiaojiao's expression and immediately said, "I heard that some people give birth very quickly, and they can go to the hospital to give birth very quickly." She can't let her feel pain and not give birth.
If Xiao Rui really lets Jiaojiao marry him, Ling Yunhui still hopes that Zhao Jiaojiao can give birth to a child for the Ling family.
Regardless of gender.
"It depends on the individual. I heard from your grandma that your aunt gave birth to your eldest cousin very quickly, in just one hour."
So fast?
Zhao Jiaojiao really didn't know whether giving birth would be painful or not, because in the 21st century, children can be given anesthesia, even labor-inducing injections, and can also be delivered by caesarean section.
The ten months of pregnancy and the confinement period are miserable days.
But continuing the family line is a tradition passed down from our ancestors. Of course, some people don't like children and choose to be DINKs.
"If you eat too well during pregnancy, the baby will be too big and difficult to give birth to."
Jiaojiao was born prematurely, and this was her second child. She gave birth to Jiaojiao very quickly, but Jiaojiao didn't cry at all. The midwife patted her little butt, and Jiaojiao cried like a cat twice. It has been more than ten years now, and she has grown up so much.
"Mom, I will only have one child at most." By the time she gets married and has children, family planning will have been implemented. Even if she has the conditions to have a second child, Zhao Jiaojiao does not plan to have a second child.
"It's too early for you to say that now." The most important thing for my daughter now is studying.
Dongzi's father was planning to wait until his daughter graduated from high school and then spend some time to get her a place in the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University. The branch secretary's grandson was going to graduate in a year, and I heard that if he was to be assigned a job, he could be assigned to the county!
With a stable job, my daughter won't have to work so hard in her life and won't have to work in the fields.
As a mother, she doesn't worry about the other ones, but Donglai has been paying attention to them since they were young.
Tudan graduated from high school and can take over his father's accounting job. As for his younger sister, her grades are also good. When the time comes, we will see if there are any job openings in the town or county. Even if it costs money, we will send her in to work part-time.
Wang Meili and Accountant Zhao have arranged the future plans for the children.
The little ones didn't know that their parents had already made plans for them.
"I'm giving you a heads-up. What should I do if you ask me to have more children?"
"How many children to have? You can discuss it with your son-in-law when the time comes." Wang Meili looked at her pretty daughter and didn't realize that it was a good deal for the young man.
"If he lets me have a second child, I'll let him do it himself." After saying that, everyone burst out laughing.
"You, you have no respect for your elders."
Zhao Jiaojiao chuckled, "I'm just afraid of pain, right? I've already given birth to one for him, and he still wants me to give birth. Then I'll just let him give birth on his own."
Ling Yunhui also smiled. Xiaorui cared more about Jiaojiao than Jin, so she was afraid he would agree.
Just have one child.
Ji Yuanhang and Fang Aijun were not as cheerful and cheerful as Zhao Jiaojiao.
Quite serious.
"Secretary, team leader, accountant uncle, the recipes for smoked duck and salted duck were both from Miss Zhao. I can't requisition her recipes just because this is a collectively-run factory. Without these recipes, our duck factory will have to keep buying duck meat, and people outside won't know about our Qinghe ducks. Next year, we want to raise more ducks, but we won't be able to sell them. The braised duck eggs we sell now are made with the marinade Miss Zhao came up with..."
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