The noisy environment and the noisy crowd were not suitable for recuperation. After being woken up, Zhang Weifang wanted to go home immediately.
Lu Shi had no choice but to ask the doctor for help again. The doctor wanted Zhang Weifang to stay for further observation, but seeing that she insisted on being discharged, the doctor didn't want to stop her.
The first thing Zhang Weifang did when she returned home was to go to the toilet. She had been holding it in for a long time in the hospital and could not bear it anymore.
Lu Shi carefully supported her, slowly walked to the bathroom, and then gently placed her on the toilet.
Before he could completely let go, Zhang Weifang felt a strong urge to urinate surge into her heart like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to control herself.
"Get out now." Zhang Weifang felt shy and embarrassed.
Lu Shi had just turned his head when he suddenly heard an extremely shrill scream: "Ah...!" The sound seemed to pierce his eardrums, making him tremble all over.
He quickly turned around to see what was going on.
When his eyes fell on the scene in front of him, he was shocked. He saw Zhang Weifang curled up with an expression of extreme pain on his face, and his facial features were almost twisted together.
Her lips were as pale as paper and her forehead was covered in sweat. She was obviously in great pain.
"Lu Shi, it hurts..." Zhang Weifang's voice trembled, tears rolled down her cheeks, and every word was filled with pain and helplessness, as if a sharp sword pierced Lu Shi's heart.
The torn wounds on her lower body were washed by urine, as if someone was cutting her flesh with a knife. The pain was really unbearable.
"How can I help you?" Lu Shi hugged Zhang Weifang, trying to relieve her pain.
Zhang Weifang gritted his teeth and trembled as he said:
"I'm fine, you can go out."
Lu Shi wished he could take her place, but there was no other way. This kind of thing can only be experienced by a woman alone.
After Lu Shi left, Zhang Weifang leaned on the toilet lid, endured the pain, and continued what he had been doing.
After a long time, Zhang Weifang finally finished her hygiene problem. She slowly moved back to the bed and lay there to recover her strength.
Seeing Zhang Weifang's uncomfortable look, Lu Shi felt powerless. The joy of giving birth had been completely replaced by worry.
Just then, Lu Shi heard some noise outside. He went out and saw Hu Zi and Aunt Feng.
Before going to the hospital yesterday, he asked Aunt Feng to help take care of Hu Zi. Hu Zi stayed at her house for one night yesterday.
After school today, Hu Zi saw the door of his house was open and ran back quickly.
"Uncle Lu, has mom given birth?"
"Yes, I gave birth to a younger brother."
Lu Shi looked at Aunt Feng again and expressed his gratitude earnestly:
"Auntie Feng, thank you for your help. Sorry for bothering you."
A smile appeared on Aunt Feng's kind face:
"We're neighbors, why be so polite? It's so cold, I won't go in to see the child. You take good care of him."
"Okay, I understand. Thank you."
Hu Zi went back to his room, washed his hands, and warmed up for a while before going to see his brother.
"Mom, my brother is so small."
"Yeah, you were this big when you were born."
Hu Zi looked at his brother's blushing face:
"Am I that ugly too?"
Zhang Weifang didn't expect Hu Zi to ask this question, but she answered honestly:
"Of course not. Huzi was very handsome when he was born."
"Mom, don't worry, I will treat my brother well in the future. I don't mind that he is ugly."
Lu Shi, who was sitting next to him, couldn't stand it any longer. Was his son really that ugly that the mother and daughter disliked him so much?
"Huzi, your little brother is still young. He will be handsome when he grows up."
"Oh." Although Hu Zi didn't believe it, he still didn't refuse Uncle Lu.
In the following days, Zhang Weifang focused on eating and taking care of her body. She had very little milk and was in poor health, so Lu Shi directly let his son drink milk powder.
Without having to breastfeed, Zhang Weifang could rest well at night. Her body gradually got better and her complexion was no longer pale.
Zhang Weifang started walking only after her baby was one month old. Before that, she could not stand steadily.
When the child was one month old, it happened to be Chinese New Year, and every household was bustling with activity. However, the weather was too cold, so Zhang Weifang and Lu Shi did not hold a one-month celebration for the child. However, they still received a lot of gifts.
In order not to disturb her recuperation, the child has been sleeping in the next room with Lu Shi since he was born, and Hu Zi also came back to sleep with his mother.
Lu Shi had to play the role of both mother and father, and she had to prepare milk powder for the child at night. She lost a lot of weight in a month. Zhang Weifang saw it all and kept it in mind.
The next day after they returned home, Lu Shi called Zhang Weiren and told him about the birth of the child.
Zhang Weiren was very happy and said he would visit his sister after the New Year.
Zhang Weifang planned to wait for her mother to come and let her stay for a few more days to help take care of the children, and then let Lu Shi have a good rest for a while.
One day, Zhang Weifang was lying on the bed playing with her son when she suddenly remembered that the child didn't have a name yet.
"Lu Shi, have you decided on a name for your son?"
Lu Shi was so busy this month that he even forgot:
"Ah? Lu Chenggong, Lu Chengshi, Lu Chengxin, which one do you think is suitable?"
Lu Shi turned around and asked Hu Zi:
"Huzi, which one do you think sounds better?"
Hu Zi thought about it for a long time and felt that they were all similar:
"Uncle Lu, I don't think any of them sound good."
Zhang Weifang looked at her little son, who was kicking his legs and had a bad temper, and thought of his loud and lethal voice, she felt that she had to give him a more elegant name.
"Lu Chengsong, how is it?"
"OK."
“It sounds nice.”
Zhang Weifang had already made up his mind, so how could the two of them dare to object? So, the little guy's name was decided on, nicknamed An An, hoping that he would be quiet and stable.
On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Zhang Weiren sent a telegram saying that they would arrive in Weiyu City the next day and asked Lu Shi to go to the train station to pick them up.
At 1:30 p.m., Lu Shi picked up his mother-in-law and brother-in-law at the train station. When the three of them arrived home, it was already 2:30 p.m. The meal was heating on the stove. Zhang Qiao Na and Zhang Weiren finished their meal before going into the house to see the children.
An An happened to be awake. The redness and swelling on his face had faded, revealing his fair skin. An An was not shy and would smile at everyone he met, making Zhang Qiao Na so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.
"Weifang, An'an is so delightful."
"Mom, he's not easy to take care of. He's so scary when he cries. Luckily, Lu Shi is taking care of him at night, otherwise I wouldn't be able to bear it."
Zhang Qiaona lowered her voice and asked:
"How did Lu Shi treat you?"
"fine."
"That's good. Now that you have a child, your father and I can rest assured."
The two chatted for a long time before Zhang Weifang asked:
"Mom, why are only you and Weiren here this time? Where's my uncle? Why doesn't he come to see me?"
To Zhang Weifang, Zhang Jiuyi is like a father to her. How could he not come to see her?
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