"Tell me, how did others survive?"

When Qi Sisi thought of this, and then thought of the two pregnant women, she couldn't help but shudder.

"Hmm? What's up?"

Zhao Xingyu was thinking, and was stunned for a moment when he heard the movement.

"not."

Qi Sisi shook her head subconsciously.

Zhao Xingyu tilted his head, stared for a long time, and said two words: "Not like."

"What are you thinking about? Tell me now."

"Is there anything we can't talk about?"

Qi Sisi sighed.

Next, I briefly talked about the situation of the other two pregnant women in the ward.

Zhao Xingyu opened his mouth, somewhat unable to believe it.

"Does it take so long to give birth?"

My brows wrinkled unconsciously.

It’s all just one thing...it’s scary just thinking about it.

"Yes. The doctor said my case was special. The process was so smooth. It was a rare case."

"Thank you for your hard work, Sisi."

Zhao Xingyu grabbed her hand tightly and kissed it on his lips.

"We only have this one child, and we won't have any more children in the future."

Listening to her talk about the various sequelae and possible accidents, Zhao Xingyu felt dizzy.

Childbirth is as dangerous as going to the battlefield.

No wonder people say that giving birth is like going through the gates of hell.

"I also want a daughter..."

Qi Sisi felt a little regretful.

"What if it's still a son?"

Zhao Xingyu asked back and successfully blocked Qi Sisi.

I didn't dare to say it, because if something unexpected happened and I lost her, I would rather not have any children.

Just her is enough.

"All right."

Anyway, it will be two days later, so let's not think about it for now.

Qi Sisi decided to look back and think about it calmly.

It's not like raising flowers and plants. If you're not careful and they die, you can just spend some money to buy another one and it's as if nothing happened without leaving any trace.

Raising children is a responsibility and a commitment. Shouldering the responsibility of raising children is a lifelong task.

As the saying goes, raising a child for a hundred years means worrying for ninety-nine years.

Children are a lifelong concern for their parents.

No matter how old you are, in the eyes of your parents, they will always think of you as a child who needs to be worried about, afraid that you will be hurt or sad, afraid that you will be bullied...

After dinner.

Lao Qi, who was off work, also came.

I was covered in dust all the way and started taking off my coat as soon as I entered the door.

"Where is the child?"

Lao Qi's face was full of smiles and his eyes were shining.

This was the first time Qi Sisi saw 놛 so excited. It was as if she saw through Old Qi's fading face the high-spirited 놛 of his youth.

Qi Sisi asked.

"Dad, when I was born, were you also so happy?"

Lao Qi glanced at her, and his thoughts went back to the past.

"When you were born, I was worried that you wouldn't grow up. I wouldn't be as excited as I am today."

Qi Sisi was 64 when she was born. It was the late stage of the Great Famine. The couple had jobs and food subsidies, so they were not starving to death, but they just had enough to fill their stomachs.

The two of them always had the habit of helping their comrades. Every month, they would exchange their fine grains for coarse grains to get more food...

That guy really calculates everything he eats and uses. If he doesn't calculate it well, he will be hungry.

Lao Qi was happy about the child's arrival, but also worried about the child's food.

Later, I tried every possible way to help my daughter-in-law take good care of the baby, but it was a waste of energy.

Many thanks to my comrades from all over the country who thought of me and sent me gifts.

"So that's how it is!"

Qi Sisi suddenly understood and nodded.

No wonder Lao Qi often keeps in touch with his old comrades.

She also thought, they were so far apart, had so many pasts, and each had different lives and experiences, so how could they have so much to talk about.

It turns out that we have such a bond.

That can indeed be considered a life-long friendship.

"That's not it!"

Lao Qi patted his chest and said proudly: "When those brothers didn't help me, these people asked me to do things. As long as it is within the rules, I will help if I can."

"I guess Xiao Zhao is about the same. She has good relationships with people and is capable."

Lao Qi looked at his son-in-law with particular satisfaction.

It's like seeing your younger self.

......

The news of Qi Sisi's birth spread around the next day.

Her delivery was so smooth that everyone in the hospital knew about it, and every woman was jealous.

In addition, she was well-known in the military area, and everyone knew who she was. After a few rounds, everyone knew her.

When the neighbors in the family building heard the news, they came to the family's house to congratulate them.

"I heard Sisi gave birth? Congratulations!"

"Really a son?"

"Didn't you say you were a lady before? I thought you'd be as pretty as Sisi in the future!"

A few aunties were standing in the yard chatting and laughing, some holding melon seeds and some holding peanuts in their hands.

Qi's mother sat on a small stool, washing vegetables by the well.

"The chairman said that it doesn't matter whether you have a boy or a girl. We don't care about that."

"My Sisi and Xingyu are both beautiful. The children I have will definitely be good-looking in the future."

Qi's mother is so confident about her daughter and son-in-law's looks.

When it comes to looks, I’ve never lost!

"Yes, yes, the parents are good, so the child must be good."

"Is Suo really your son?"

The aunties were not concerned about whether she was pretty or not; they simply wanted to get some information from Qi's mother.

Unexpectedly, she didn't take the bait.

And it also distorted the topic.

"Yes, she gave birth to a son, not her daughter. My Sisi even asked why she was not a daughter-in-law and complained to her son-in-law."

Qi's mother smiled with a loving look on her face.

I think my daughter is really lovely.

Only Sisi would feel sad for not giving birth to a daughter.

"ah......"

"Really..."

"Then Xiao Zhao must be very happy, right? The Zhao family will have a successor."

"Hey, giving birth to a daughter-in-law means raising a daughter-in-law for someone else's family. Sisi, if she gives birth to a son, it will be much easier in the future."

Zhao Xingyu happened to walk in from outside. After hearing this, he smiled and said, "The child has the surname Qi, not mine."

"What?"

The group of ladies were stunned.

"The child's surname is Qi, so your Zhao family is doomed to fail, right?"

"Don't be stupid, Xiao Zhao!"

"How could that be!"

The corners of Zhao Xingyu's mouth curled up in a reserved smile.

"My father has a younger brother. If we have a child later, it's fine if he has the surname Zhao. One more like me won't make a difference."

On the contrary, for the Qi family, if Sisi doesn't want to have another child, there will only be this one child in the next generation, and of course he will have the surname Qi.

"You still have a father?"

"Your father's brother...wait, what does this have to do with anything?"

The ladies fell into confusion.

Zhao Xingyu smiled and said, "I never said my father was not here. He was just busy working in the military district in Beijing."

The aunts were stunned.

We used to think that Xiao Zhao was a poor little boy without a father or a mother... is there a big reversal now?