132 Zhuge Butterfly
The stable woman dressed in red, that is, the midwife, was cauterizing the baby's umbilical cord with wormwood, then washing it, and then wrapped it in a red cloth and handed it to Huang Yueying.
"Congratulations to Madame, she is a daughter." Wen Po said.
"Baoyu, as you counted, it's a girl." Huang Yueying held the child in her arms with great love, releasing the long-suppressed maternal love.
"Little one, it's still a big voice." Wang Baoyu leaned in and reached out to touch the wrinkled little face of the newborn baby.
The little guy didn't seem to like Wang Baoyu's action, and he cried again, and at the same time, an arm like a lotus root broke free from the red cloth, and the little hand grabbed one of Wang Baoyu's fingers.
Wen Po was very surprised and said: "You can grasp it when you are born, I have delivered countless births, and I have never seen it, so that my daughter must be smart when she grows up." ”
"Hehe, of course, can my niece be worse?" Wang Baoyu said proudly.
"Get the reward!" The daughter was praised, of course Huang Yueying was also happy, busy asking people to reward these deliveries, and turned back to Wang Baoyu and said: "Baoyu, this son has a great fate with you." ”
"Hey, it's fun." Wang Baoyu didn't pull out his fingers, lowered his head and kissed the little guy's face again, tender and fragrant.
The little guy quieted down, staring at Wang Baoyu with big black bean-like eyes, although the rising babies are very ugly, they can still be seen from their facial features, this little guy is not like Huang Yueying, he must be a little beauty in the future.
"Guo'er opened her eyes and saw you, but not me." Huang Yueying said with a little jealousy.
"That's not the first time you've been hugged, hehe, sister, no one can replace the position of a mother." Wang Baoyu said with a smile.
"Exactly!"
"Sister, have you chosen a name for her?"
"Last night, I dreamed of a towering tree with countless strange and rare fruits, so it might as well be called Zhuge Fruit!" Huang Yueying pondered.
"Well, the name is good, the nickname is Guoguo." Wang Baoyu said.
The ancients were superstitious that men were not allowed to enter the delivery room, because men were contaminated with blood and would bring bad luck. Of course, Wang Baoyu, who is a modern person, does not believe this, but Zhuge Liang is convinced, and is walking around anxiously outside at this time.
"Guoguo, accompany your mother to visit your father." Huang Yueying said softly, regardless of the weakness of her postpartum body, she wrapped her head and carried the child out of the delivery room.
As soon as he went out, he heard a congratulatory voice, Zhuge Liang hurriedly stepped forward and carefully and clumsily took the baby in Huang Yueying's arms, his face also revealing irrepressible fatherly love.
"Kong Ming, how about this woman's name Zhuge Guo?" Huang Yueying asked.
"That's a good name." Zhuge Liang nodded, looked at the butterflies flying in the sky again, and said: "Zhuang Zhoumeng butterfly, eventually become a great road, my little daughter can also attract butterflies to come, the sky sends a vision, it is better to take the word butterfly for her." ”
Zhuge butterfly? This name is really enough, Wang Baoyu immediately slapped his hands in agreement, but Huang Yueying frowned slightly: "Kong Ming, this name seems to have an ominous meaning?" ”
"Sister, what a good name this is, it will definitely attract a large number of boys in the future, so you can choose a son-in-law at home with Erlang's legs crossed." Wang Baoyu helped persuade.
Huang Yueying still believed in Wang Baoyu, and finally nodded and agreed with the name, and then, under Huang Yueying's arrangement, a banquet was set up, and Wollongong was full of joy.
Time flies, another month has passed, Zhuge Guo is full moon, the little guy looks more and more white, pink and pleasing to people, it's just that the little guy's crying is extraordinarily loud, especially at night, almost all over Wollongong, fortunately, the number of wakes up at night is not much, otherwise it can really affect the quality of sleep of others.
Since having a child, Huang Yueying has put most of her energy on Zhuge Guo and fed it herself, which is very hard but enjoyable.
Wang Baoyu also likes this child very much, perhaps because he thought that he had never taken good care of his daughter in modern times, he ran to Huang Yueying all day long, hugging Zhuge Guo for most of the day. Sometimes, he will also treat Zhuge Guo as his daughter Qian Duoduo, and his eyes are full of fatherly love.
Wang Baoyu's appearance, even Huang Yueying couldn't help but wonder, how could this kid who hadn't married yet like children so much? can only say that his daughter and Wang Baoyu have a lot of fate.
Wang Baoyu also taught Huang Yueying all the parenting skills that he had mastered in modern times, so Zhuge Guo had a cradle, as well as toys such as Lang drums.
Of course, Wang Baoyu also enjoyed the treatment that even Zhuge Liang did not have, Huang Yueying's milk-water volume was amazingly large, Zhuge Guo couldn't eat it at all, Huang Yueying squeezed the remaining milk-water in the bowl, and forced Wang Baoyu to drink it, saying that it was a big supplement, which was good for men.
Under the pressure of Huang Yueying, Wang Baoyu could only pinch his nose and drink a big bowl every day, and every time he drank it, his stomach turned over and over, and he couldn't even eat, so he just hoped that Zhuge Guo would quickly quit milk so that he could be freed.
Last night, a spring rain, wild flowers bloomed all over the mountain, this morning, three heroic generals, riding high-headed horses, came to Wollongong again, it was Liu Bei and others who came to the thatched house.
In the morning, Zhuge Liang used the horse to start a hexagram, the hexagram was happy, and he had already guessed that today would be different from the past, so he arranged for someone to clean the courtyard early in the morning, sprinkled with clean water, and prepared to welcome guests.
Hearing that Liu Bei and others were coming, Wang Baoyu hurriedly ran out of Huang Yueying's room, came to Zhuge Liang's study, and said eagerly: "Sir, go to bed." ”
"This seems to be wrong." Zhuge Liang was still a little hesitant.
"Listen to me, go to sleep, sleep for an hour."
"But I'm not sleepy yet."
"If you're not sleepy, you have to sleep, by the way, have you memorized the poem I gave you?"
"Naturally, I remember."
"Then go to sleep."
"Baoyu, this is not in line with etiquette."
"Nine Heavens Mystery Maiden ......"
"So, well!" Zhuge Liang still walked away with some unease.
Wang Baoyu went out and stood at the gate of the courtyard again, at this time, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei had already dismounted and led the horse slowly to the gate of the courtyard.
"Fairy Child, may I ask if Mr. Wolong is there?" Liu Bei arched his hand.
Damn, Wang Baoyu couldn't help but roll his eyes, is Lao Tzu really so young, like a boy? By the way, now Lao Tzu is no longer a child, and was taken away by your subordinate Guan Ting.
Seeing that Wang Baoyu didn't speak, Liu Bei pulled Wang Baoyu's hand, and a silver ingot slipped into Wang Baoyu's hand, hehe, Wang Baoyu suddenly laughed, and hurriedly said: "It's Uncle Liu Huang, this time you are here, Mr. is at home." ”
"Introduce me!" Liu Bei was overjoyed and said anxiously.
"Well, it's a bit unfortunate, Mr. read until late at night last night and hasn't gotten up yet." Wang Baoyu hesitated.