In the hospital, Yan Danfeng endured labor pains and walked in the hospital corridor.

She pinched Qiao Hongliang's hand, crying out in pain, she didn't have the heart to think about anything else now, she just wanted the pain to pass quickly.

Qiao Hongliang let Yan Danfeng pinch and beat with a wooden face, as if he didn't feel it at all.

In fact, he was completely nervous, and there were some things that didn't really get to that point, and he didn't feel that way.

When Yan Danfeng has some strength, he will chat with other pregnant women to learn about other people's situations.

She couldn't help but be silent when she heard that others envied her, she didn't expect that she still had something to envy.

But soon, Yan Danfeng didn't have time to think, the labor pains became more and more intense, and the contractions became more and more obvious.

When Qiao Jiayue and the others arrived at the hospital, Qiao's mother also brought her stewed soup and forced Yan Danfeng to drink it, the hot soup could provide enough energy for the subsequent production.

They stayed by the bedside, talking to divert Yan Danfeng's attention and make her not so nervous.

However, they couldn't stay long, so Qiao's mother drove them all back, and she stayed behind to take care of Yan Danfeng.

She asked Yan Danfeng to eat and drink every once in a while, until the early hours of the morning, Yan Danfeng's palace entrance was fully open and entered the delivery room.

At this time, Qiao Hongliang, who had not spoken, asked Qiao's mother in a trembling voice: "Auntie, she will be fine, right?"

Qiao's mother glanced at him, "What are you thinking? If you have time to think here, why don't you think about your daughter-in-law's food?

Qiao's mother asked one question after another, Qiao Hongliang was completely silent, the first time he became a father, where would he have experience?

Before Qiao's mother came, he really hadn't thought about these things.

Two hours later, Yan Danfeng gave birth to a male baby, the mother and son were safe, Qiao's mother put the child into Qiao Hongliang's arms, and his whole person froze and didn't dare to move.

Qiao's mother settled Yan Danfeng, asked Qiao Hongzhi to go back to the small courtyard first, and brought the warm soup on the stove at dawn, so that Yan Danfeng could eat it at that time.

Qiao Hongzhi responded, but approached Qiao Hongliang's side and poked his head to look at the little nephew in his arms.

He couldn't help but smile happily when he saw Qiao Hongliang holding the child with a helpless look, he used to worry that Qiao Hongliang would have psychological problems or something, but now that he is a father, he has something to worry about, so he has no time to think about anything else.

Qiao Hongzhi happily returned to the small courtyard, and when it was dawn, he had to call Qiao's father to report the good news.

Qiao Jiayue came to the hospital at noon, and it was very rare to see her little nephew, but he kept crying, and Qiao Hongliang hugged him anxiously and circled in circles.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Jiayue leaned in and teased her little nephew.

Qiao's mother smiled and said, "Hungry." ”

Qiao Jiayue glanced at Yan Danfeng, "Hasn't the third sister-in-law started milk yet?"

Yan Danfeng blushed and shook her head, she felt that her chest was swollen badly, but the child couldn't suck it out, and she was also anxious!

Before giving birth to a child, she had all kinds of cranky thoughts, but after the child's life, all her thoughts were on him.

Qiao Jiayue thought for a while: "I'll see if I can help." "Buy some lactation-promoting drugs from the mall, or buy a booklet to learn methods such as massage, acupuncture, and lactation?

Before Qiao Jiayue could think about it, Qiao's mother shook her head: "There's no need, I'll just press Danfeng later." The child will be fine when he is hungry for a while, and he will drink it again when the fetus is pulled. ”

Qiao Jiayue has never raised children, and she doesn't know if Qiao's mother's theory is right, but she has given birth to four of their brothers and sisters, and she must have a lot of experience.

"Third brother, let me hug my little nephew. "Qiao Jiayue hasn't held such a young child yet?

"Oh, okay, you hug. Qiao Hongliang watched the child go from his arms to Qiao Jiayue's arms, and suddenly felt a little empty.

He rubbed his sore arm and looked at the child reluctantly.

"Third brother, have you thought of the name of your little nephew?"

Qiao Hongliang shook his head, "Our next generation is the Yanzi generation, I have to think about it." ”

In fact, the children of the Alpine Brigade are basically named according to the character generation, but some people have completely abandoned the character generation.

But Qiao's father didn't plan to do that, there are some things that can be lost, but there are some things that can't be dispensed with.

"What about the nickname?" Qiao Jiayue asked curiously.

It's Hu Guoguo, when it really comes to the hukou, it also takes a new name.

Yan Danfeng on the bed turned his head sideways: "The nickname is Rolling." ”

"Ahem, why is it called rolling?" Qiao Jiayue asked puzzledly, looking at the little nephew who was still crying in her arms just now.

His smiling face was red and a little wrinkled, and his little mouth was moving, and when it grew in two days, it would be cuter.

"There were several nicknames at first, but he seemed to like this one better, and he was happy in his stomach. Yan Danfeng said with a smile.

",, you have to be obedient and grow up safely!" Qiao Jiayue shook her body lightly and said in a suppressed voice.

Deng Ying watched Qiao Jiayue hugging the child from the side, and couldn't help but feel a little hot.

He also wants to have a child with Qiao Jiayue soon, he will grow up slowly from a young age and become a big child, he can take him to play with him.

Qiao Jiayue couldn't stay in the hospital for long, and after taking the child to Yan Danfeng, she and Deng Ying rushed back to school.

On the way, Deng Ying couldn't help but ask Qiao Jiayue's thoughts, he didn't have any special feelings before this, but after having children, is the house more lively?

Qiao Jiayue couldn't help but be silent, her conversation with Qiao's mother didn't let him know.

"Kid, a little later? I don't feel ready. ”

Looking at other people's children and having children with oneself are completely different situations.

Deng Ying thought about it for a while, and then asked Qiao Jiayue: "How many children do you want?"

Qiao Jiayue thought about it and said honestly: "Actually, I didn't think about the child at all, how many are few, whether it's a boy or a girl, it all depends on fate." ”

Deng Ying didn't notice anything wrong with Qiao Jiayue's words, he pedaled his bicycle and said happily: "I like both boys and girls." ”

"Hmm. Qiao Jiayue nodded in response and changed the topic, "What do you say you want to buy for Rolling?"

"Bring some eggs and brown sugar, then catch two hens, and send two sets of clothes should be about the same. "Deng Ying inquired about this a few days ago.

"Can you buy it over there?" Qiao Jiayue pondered, if it didn't work, she would ask Liu Ren for help.

Deng Ying nodded, "Yes, I've already said hello." "Eggs and brown sugar are easy to buy, mainly because hens are more troublesome.

The matter about the child has come to an end for the time being, and Qiao Jiayue knows that they will talk about this matter again.

How to say it, it's not that she doesn't want children, but she's not ready yet, after all, it's easy to afford a small life.

Yan Danfeng gave birth smoothly and was discharged from the hospital soon, just on Saturday, she and Deng Ying returned to the courtyard with the prepared things.

Originally, Qiao's mother meant to let Yan Danfeng go back to Yan's house for confinement, but Professor Yan refused, saying that there was no mother-in-law to come and the daughter-in-law still live in her mother's house.

However, Qiao's mother breathed a sigh of relief, she was more familiar with the small courtyard, and it was convenient to do anything.