At 5:30 p.m., four nurses, each carrying a baby, came to the door. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"The family came to see the baby, and after seeing it, they had to hug it in. The nurses shouted with their mouths open.

"Dong Shanhe, your child is here. With the shouting of a nurse, Dong Shanhe pulled in front of one of the nurses, looked at the familiar little quilt, and looked at a baby wrapped in the small quilt, red and cute.

Dong Shanhe wanted to reach out and touch it, but before he could touch it, he was slapped by the nurse, "You can't touch the baby, okay? The nurse turned and walked in.

Dong Shanhe hurriedly grabbed the nurse, took out his mobile phone with his right hand, and pressed and held the continuous shooting at the baby.

"Nurse, how is my wife? Is there anything wrong with her?" Dong Shanhe asked while taking pictures.

"It's okay, it's okay!" the nurse said, turning and leaving.

Within ten seconds, under Dong Shanhe's reluctance, the nurse still hugged the child in.

"Show me, show me. "Daddy Dong Qi caught Dong Shanhe, and he wanted to look at the photos on his mobile phone.

Dong Shanhe opened the album and looked at the pictures one by one, grandparents, fathers and mothers all gathered around to look at the children's photos.

"It's so cute! This is my son!" Dong Shanhe Le's long time ago didn't know what it was, and he said that he didn't know what it was.

Daddy Dong Qi looked at Dong Shanhe like this, and slapped him in the face.

"Dad, why are you beating me?" Dong Shanhe was woken up by his father Dong Qi's slap, and then he came back to his senses and asked.

"You hurry up and call your relatives who didn't come, don't let people worry. Dong Shanhe sighed at this time, turned around and called a few relatives who didn't come.

Aunts and uncles didn't come, Dong Shanhe called them one by one and notified them one by one.

"Xiaohe, now that you have become a father, you must learn how to take on the responsibilities of a father in the future, you are no longer a child. The last brother-in-law talked earnestly to Dong Shanhe on the phone.

In Qicheng, only those who become fathers will be recognized as adults, otherwise they will be a child in the eyes of others.

Yuan Ming is only forty years old this year, and there is still an opportunity and time to continue to rise, and he understands that his opportunity will appear in this nephew.

However, he never took the initiative to mention this matter, but just talked to Dong Shanhe about how to take on the responsibility of being a father.

"Uncle, I understand, I'll call you later, if you drink full moon wine at that time, you must come!" Dong Shanhe chatted with his uncle Yuan Ming, and then called his sister-in-law who was far away in other cities.

After calling all his relatives, Dong Shanhe posted another message in his circle of friends, at 5:20 pm on April 23, 2015, the child was born and was officially promoted to father.

Not long after the circle of friends was posted, many people replied to Dong Shanhe, and Dong Shanhe didn't have time to reply one by one, so he could only happily prepare to wait for his time to reply to these blessed friends.

"Grandma, I didn't ask if it was a boy or a girl just now?" Dong Shanhe turned off his mobile phone and remembered that he didn't seem to ask the child's gender.

Dong Shanhe was nervous at that time and was just like asking about his daughter-in-law's situation, and he didn't have time to ask about the child's situation at all.

"Boy, it's a boy!" Grandma smiled from ear to ear.

Grandma was a peasant woman, and her ideas were very traditional, and in her opinion, it was better to have a boy, so that the family would flourish and there would be successors.

However, Dong Shanhe doesn't care about boys and girls, boys and girls are his own children, and he is not as poor as before, and he can't even afford a house.

Remembering that when Liu Miaomiao was just pregnant, Dong Shanhe was deeply nervous in addition to being happy, he was not able to buy a house for the child, and he couldn't give him a home, Dong Shanhe was very worried that he would give birth to a boy, so that when everyone asked Dong Shanhe whether he liked boys and girls, Dong Shanhe always said that he liked girls.

In addition to not being able to afford a house, there is another thing that the daughter feels sorry for her father, and it is her father's intimate little padded jacket.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, before the child is born, they have already thought of buying a house for their child, for fear that the child will not be able to find a house or even a partner when the child does not have a house, for fear that the child will be disliked by the girl's parents if he has no house at that time.

"Boys and girls are fine, all are fine!" Dong Shanhe immediately corrected his grandmother's thinking.

Today's young girls are not as patriarchal as the elderly, and more girls like to have a daughter, because the daughter is for herself, and the son will be raised by the mother-in-law in the future.

"Maternal family, hurry up and prepare a cup of brown sugar tea, hurry up. Just when Dong Shanhe and his family were happily pointing to the photo and talking about the child, a nurse with a relatively large grade came out of the delivery room and shouted to everyone.

"Okay, okay!" Dong Shanhe hurriedly brewed a cup of brown sugar ginger tea for Liu Miaomiao after agreeing, and also deliberately put some space spiritual liquid, so that Liu Miaomiao could replenish his qi and blood as soon as possible.

Dong Shanhe brought a cup of brown sugar ginger tea to the nurse, and after sending it, Dong Shanhe remembered that he didn't seem to have made a red envelope.

Although he used to despise this, Dong Shanhe understood that this was human nature, and when he was happy, he still prepared six red envelopes and prepared the midwives to come out and give them to them later.

After being happy, Dong Shanhe felt that time passed quickly, and it was more than six o'clock in a while, and he no longer felt as anxious as he did at the beginning.

At half past six, nurses came out of the delivery room with the mothers on their hands.

Looking at Liu Miaomiao, who was limping, Dong Shanhe shed tears at the door of the delivery room for some reason.

"I'll hold her!" When Liu Miaomiao moved to the door of the delivery room step by step, Dong Shanhe thanked the nurse and walked into the ward with her.

Dong Shanhe hugged Liu Miaomiao, looking at her pale face, he knew that she must have suffered a lot, and wanted to comfort her in distress, but found that she had already closed her eyes.

Dong Shanhe gently put his daughter-in-law on the bed, combed her sweat-soaked hair, stuffed her quilt, and then pulled a chair and sat on the edge of the bed.

Holding Liu Miaomiao's hand tightly, and Liu Miaomiao also held Dong Shanhe's hand tightly, although she didn't open her eyes, Dong Shanhe could feel that she was her support now.

"Don't worry, I'm not leaving, I'll be here for the rest of my life. Just as Dong Shanhe whispered in Liu Miaomiao's ear, the nurse walked in with the baby in her arms.

As soon as the baby was placed next to Liu Miaomiao, she closed her eyes wide, and turned her body very hard to look at the fleshy baby.

The baby, who had not yet opened his eyes, sniffed his nose at this time, and then cried "Wow!".

For a while, Dong Shanhe was in a hurry.