Chapter 185: Song's Production (II)
If you want to say who is the only person who has nothing to do in this courtyard now, it is only in this case that Wu Yashi can still hold melon seeds, accompanied by dried fruit preserves, and eat leisurely with a face.
Therefore, among the people, she was the first to discover Ji Yingxin's arrival.
Seeing Ji Yingxin appear, Wu Yashi hurriedly put down the food in his hand, stepped forward, and saluted respectfully, not showing the arrogance of weekdays at all, every time, seeing Wu Ya's greeting Ji Yingxin, more solemn than facing Yinzhen, everyone couldn't help but sigh that Ji Yingxin's clever means could make Wu Yashi so desperate.
"The concubine asks for peace to Fujin, and Fujin is auspicious."
Hearing Wu Ya's words, the Li family and Zhang Jia's family also hurriedly walked over, "The concubine asks for peace to Fujin, and Fujin is auspicious." “
"Let's all get up, how is Sister Song's condition?" Ji Yingxin asked when he saw this.
"Xie Fujin." Hearing this, the three of them got up, and Wu Yashi returned to the kind of appearance that had nothing to do with himself and hung high, but because Ji Yingxin was here, he didn't eat.
Zhang Jia's family, as a Shu Fujin who was in charge of part of the rights of the house, hurriedly said: "If you go back to Fujin, Sister Song's fetal image is extremely stable, and the production is also within the time expected by the imperial doctor. “
"That's good, then I'll be relieved." Ji Yingxin nodded, and then looked at the delivery room with a complicated head, and it sounded that it was almost this time last year, and he died on the other side of the room, so he almost lost the ability to be a mother, and now, this person has become the Song family.
Thinking that there would be an extra child in this room soon, Ji Yingxin didn't know whether to look forward to it or what it should be.
"Fujin, this birth is not a matter of time and a half, even if it is a smooth birth, I am afraid it will take several hours, you are delicate, you can't be tired, and sit down and wait." Seeing that Ji Yingxin had been looking in the direction of the delivery room, Li couldn't help but say.
Hearing this, Ji Yingxin came back to his senses, glanced at the Li family, and knew that if he didn't sit, the Li family and the others would not be qualified to sit down, although he didn't know what it was like, he still nodded and sat down with Cui Xiao's hand.
As Ji Yingxin sat down, Li's, Zhang Jia's, Wu Ya's, and the three of them also did it one after another, except for Li's and Zhang Jia's and Ji Yingxin's same, putting on a concerned look, Wu Ya's began to leisurely drink tea with melon seeds, eating candied fruit and using sugar, and there was no so-called tension on his face.
I don't know how long it took, suddenly, there was a violent scream in the delivery room, this voice came abruptly, without any warning at all, Ji Yingxin outside the courtyard listened, and suddenly trembled, almost didn't fall off the chair, looked at the direction of the delivery room in horror, and couldn't help but think, if he didn't listen to Li's words and sit down, I'm afraid I would have lost a lot of people now.
This scream seemed to be some kind of signal, and what followed was a burst of screams that were full of discipline but miserable, even if they just listened, the women who had not yet given birth couldn't help but turn white, and even Ji Yingxin couldn't help but think of what she looked like when she gave birth, and couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.
After a while, the handkerchief in her hand was pinched into pickles by her, crumpled into a ball, and she couldn't look at it at all.
Fortunately, except for Ji Yingxin, several other people are almost like this, the eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, and no one is better than the other.
Things are just like what Zhang Jia's said, this time the Song family was in a smooth birth, so such a scream was much less than everyone imagined, and in less than an hour, a loud cry was heard from the room.
Ji Ying, who was nervous and was almost wet with sweat, stood up and looked in the direction of the delivery room with excitement.
If it was said that before Song's birth, Ji Yingxin didn't know what to think about her production, then listening to Song's miserable screams outside the delivery room, thinking of the danger of her birth that day, Ji Yingxin's originally complicated mood also became calm.
No matter who the child's mother is, whether it is herself or not, she is Yinzhen's child, Ji Yingxin doesn't want to be the kind of person who is willing to accept your child, but there is a saying that is right, the child is innocent, where was born, what family, what person's belly, they themselves have no choice, if they are angry because of this, this is too despicable.
Therefore, in the last period of Song's production, Ji Yingxin was looking forward to the birth of this child, not that she was looking forward to this child, but that she had given birth, and after knowing how difficult the production was, Ji Yingxin had an expectation for the birth of each child, expecting them to be able to give birth smoothly and intact, and face this cold but warm world.
"Congratulations to Fujin, congratulations to Fujin, Song Shu Fujin gave birth to a beautiful little Gege."
With a squeak, the door of the delivery room was suddenly pushed open, and a stable woman walked out with a swaddling baby on her face, which was a little smaller than the swaddling clothes used by Honghui when he was born, but it was also strong.
Although she didn't mind that the Song family gave birth to a child, Ji Yingxin was still relieved when she heard Wen Po say that she was a little Gege, not that she didn't want the Song family to give birth to a son, in fact, there is not much difference between men and women as far as she is concerned, it's just that for this era, a daughter is not a threat to a son, and giving birth to a daughter can at least allow Honghui to gain a firm foothold in the house.
Therefore, hearing this, Ji Yingxin couldn't help but smile, firstly because the child gave birth safely, and secondly, because she gave birth to a daughter, at least for a short time, she didn't have to worry about the Song family and her separation.
"Okay, the people who served Song Shu Fujin's production this time, each of them wore three months' worth of Yulu, and the people who served Song Shu Fujin's personal service, add another month, and bring Xiao Gege over to me to see." Ji Yingxin said loudly when he heard this.
"Thank you for your grace." Suddenly. A tsunami came, and then, Wen Po hurriedly walked to Ji Yingxin with the child in her arms, only to see the little guy fluttering red, exactly the same as when Honghui was born, with small paws curled up, a small mouth made a cat-like thin scream, and the fetal hair on her head swirled, although she hadn't opened her eyes yet, she could also see that she must be a beautiful embryo when she grew up.