The birth canal opens quickly and the birth goes smoothly. Within an hour of the hot water being brought to the house by Aunt Xu, Father Lu and Guan Cheng heard them shout: "It's born!" Raw! "Then there was a baby crying, not very loud, but very exciting.

Father Lu was overjoyed, jumped out of the kitchen at once, stood at the door and asked, "Did it go well?" Is Xiaoxue good? What is the mental state? How's the body? And what about children? Is it safe to be big or small? "I was so excited that I didn't know where to put my hands.

Listening to him first ask about the condition of Feng Qingxue, and then ask the child, unlike some people who ask whether it is a man or a woman, not to mention Wang Fengqiao, who is dealing with postpartum problems for Feng Qingxue, even Miao Fengqin is also very satisfied, while bathing the child, he laughed loudly: "It's all going well, it's all going well, Xiaoxue is fine, the child is also very good, big fat boy!" Mother and child are safe! "But it's fat, and it's heavy in my hands.

After taking a bath, putting on small clothes, wrapping diapers and swaddling clothes with red flowers on a red background, and tying a red cloth belt, Miao Fengqin put the child on the prepared weighing pan, and the weighing rod was cocked all of a sudden.

"Seven pounds and eight taels!" Miao Fengqin, who saw the scale, was taken aback, and weighed the weight of swaddling clothes and diapers before, a total of six taels.

Seven pounds and two taels! What a concept! In this era of lack of food and clothing, five catties can be regarded as a fat boy, but this child weighs seven catties.

Wang Fengqiao blurted out: "Good guy! Light snow, you're so good at raising it! Aunt Xu took out the toilet bowl containing placenta blood and other filthy things, and when she saw Father Lu, who was stroking his palms and laughing in the courtyard, she said: "Congratulations, congratulations, a fat boy of seven pounds and two taels!" Seven pounds and two taels! ”.. Lu's father was so happy that he couldn't see his teeth,

"Rejoice, rejoice!" Seeing that he was incoherent, Aunt Xu couldn't help but smile, hurriedly disposed of the filthy things, and brought hot water into the house.

The wind was light and snowy, and the sweat soaked the clothes, and the old mattress under it was also soaked with blood, all of which needed to be changed, into dry pajamas and pajamas, and into thin mattresses that had been prepared long ago.

Wang Fengqiao wrapped her head, put on socks, and let her lie on the bed, and the child was placed next to the pillow. Looking sideways at his son, who fell asleep after crying in swaddling clothes, and seeing the new life, Feng Qingxue's heart was full of loving tenderness, as if the pain of pregnancy in October before was worth it.

Child, her darling. In the past and present life, the first child, before she was born, she and Lu Jiang had all their expectations.

Miao Fengqin, Wang Fengqiao and Aunt Xu all gathered around the bed, and you said a word to me.

"Xue, look at your son, his hair is thick with smoke, red and chubby, and his arms are like lotus roots, after a while, he must be white and fat, rare and dead!" Wang Fengqiao said.

Miao Fengqin nodded in agreement,

"You're really good at raising snow."

"In the final analysis, adults and children don't lose their mouths, and they have to remember Lu Jiang." After listening to Aunt Xu's words, Miao Fengqin and Wang Fengqin nodded one after another, but no, who would have thought that the little girl who was thin and had eaten a little meal could live a good life today?

At this time, the sound of Seki sounded outside the door,

"Grandma, the millet porridge is ready, bring it to my aunt!" Aunt Xu hurriedly went to pick it up and brought it to the bed.

Millet porridge mixed with brown sugar, a large bowl full of water, without a little moisture.