Chapter 1816 - Giving birth to a son
Fun facts about having children
Ning Lan gave birth to another son!
She had a hard time getting pregnant, but what she didn't expect was that it would be easy to give birth to a son.
At that time, the cold winter of Wyvern City had passed a little, the snow had begun to melt, and the sky had begun to clear.
Rongxin was very happy, and he could take off his thick cotton jacket and play happily.
Because the doctor also said that Ning Lan was about to give birth, Rong Fei was in the house almost every day.
At noon that day, she had a seizure.
Rao is giving birth to her third child, and Ning Lan is still very hard.
Rong Fei actually insisted on accompanying the birth, and no one could get out
At that time, Wen Po was midwifery, and Ning Lan's palace mouth seemed to be open, and Ning Lan couldn't help but hum out in pain.
"Lan'er, don't be afraid, I'm by your side......" Rong Fei was extremely distressed.
"Brother Ah Fei, it really hurts." Ning Lan's face turned pale.
"What should I do to make it less painful for you?" Rong Fei thought in his heart at this time, he would never be born again, never again.
"You used to be able to play and sing music, can you sing it to me?"
"......" Rong Fei liked quyi when he was young, but as he got older and was busy with military affairs, he hadn't touched it for a long time.
"Okay, I'll play the song for you, the Lanxin song I made for you." He said.
"Okay."
Rong Fei took out the flute and began to play the music!
Wen Po and Fura were both midwifery, and Rong Fei was playing a song, and later he actually sang it.
The song was actually the Red Chamber song that Ning Lan heard when she was a girl, telling the joy of a girl when she met her beloved scholar.
Ning Lan listened to this song when she was young, and she was too ashamed to listen to it again.
Now listening to Rong Fei's singing, I only feel sweet and warm in my heart, people are gradually relaxed, and my body has strength.
Rong Mo and Rong Xin were waiting outside, and when they heard their father singing, they couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect our father to sing so well......
Ning Lan is born!
The whole production process is actually very fast!
Rong Fei started singing, and he was born in less than half an hour.
Wen Po took it out to wash, and Rong Fei stayed by his wife's side.
"You go out first, I want to wash." There was still blood in the room, and it was not suitable for him to be a big man all the time.
Rong Fei had no choice but to go out!
As soon as he went out, he saw his mother holding her little son happily!
"Look at your son, it's exactly the same as when you were a child."
Rong Fei thought that when Lan'er gave birth to Mo'er, her mother seemed to say the same.
"Hug your son first, and give him a name." He said again.
Name?
The name of the youngest son, he and Lan'er are very entangled, and there is still no conclusion.
"It's easy!"
"What?" Is it so sloppy?
"This child was originally obtained by accident, and it was easier for Lan'er to give birth to him than Mo'er and Xin'er, so it's called easy." It is not up to the moment.
"Easy to listen to, I like my brother to be called easy." Rong Xin said next to him.
"Well, the number of pens is also relatively small, so it is easy and easier to write." Rong Mo is more practical, he doesn't like his name, there are too many strokes in ink.
He and Ji originally thought it was sloppy, but seeing that they all said so, they didn't say anything.
When Wen Po and Fura had cleaned up the house, it was easy to get in.
Ning Lan changed her clothes slightly, and her face was bloody.
"Did you see my son?"
"Look, like you, it's cute."
At this time, Ji's will be easy to hug in, "You are a prince and named Yi Yi ......"
"Easy?" Ning Lan smiled, "This name is very easy to remember." ”
"Do you think so?"
"His father is naturally good."
"Thank you for your hard work, Lan'er." Rong Fei touched his wife's forehead, and his voice was extremely soft, "We won't give birth in the future." ”
It happened that He Shi came in, and when he heard this, his heart jumped.
In her opinion, the more children in the family, the better.
But now that she has Mo'er Xin'er and Xiao Yi'er, she is also satisfied, so she is quickly relieved.
"I'm not going to give birth, will you still sing to me in the future?" Ning Lan asked.
"As long as you like to listen to it, I'll sing it." Rong Fei said.
"Dad, I like to hear it too."
"I like it too."
Rong Mo and Rong Xin immediately stepped forward, their father's singing is really good!
"......" is not full of black lines!
It's not boring at all that little easy to be born into this world! And happy.
Rong Mo and Rong Xin were full of curiosity about him, and they circled around him almost every day, making his younger brother laugh, and his younger brother cried, thinking that his younger brother would not cry.
Rong Mo likes to hug him the most, make all kinds of looks, turn into all kinds of small toys, and coax his younger brother to be happy.
Ning Lan made it easy to find a nurse, but how did she know that Ning Lan's own supply was quite sufficient, and it was enough for her youngest son.
According to the habits of the Houmen clan, an identity like Ning Lan does not feed herself. When she gave birth to Rongmo and Rongxin, she didn't have any goods, and she almost had to rely on the nurse.
I didn't expect it to be easy to live and the supply is so abundant.
Ning Lan didn't want to use a nurse to feed her son herself.
"That night, Xiao Yi'er is very noisy at night, you won't be able to sleep well." Rong Fei said.
“……”
"I still want a nurse, I can feed Xiao Yi'er at night!"
"Just let Xiao Yi'er sleep with us, I think I can handle it." Ning Lan said.
It's easy to twist her, but small children, if you share a bed with them, there will be a lot of inconvenience. So General Rong did it again and made a bed.
He made a movable wheel under the cot, which could be pushed freely, and even made a small mechanism between the bed and the cot, as long as he pulled the mechanism at the head of the bed, he could pull the cot closer. Press it twice more to push it a little farther away.
In this way, they can not only take care of their younger sons, but they can also sleep relatively well.
But the youngest son is still very troublesome! Crying a lot in the middle of the night!
Ning Lan sometimes didn't want to get up, so she had to get up, carry her son to her side, untie her clothes, and let her son have a full meal.
Sometimes my son pees his pants, and it is easy to get up in the middle of the night to coax my son.
Ning Lan felt that when she was born Xin'er, Rong Fei didn't work so hard.
Xin'er has a nurse, which saves them a lot of things.
After a few days, she saw that her husband seemed to have lost weight.
So Ning Lan Zhang Luo still let Xiao Yi'er use a nurse.
In fact, the nurse had already been found when Ning Lan was not yet born.
But after she decided to feed herself, she still left the nurse in the house, and now she only needs to use it.
On this day, Rong Fei came back, and when he returned to the room, he didn't see his youngest son.
"Where's Xiao Yi'er?"
"I let the nurse hold me and play." She said.
"Nurse?"
"Didn't we find a nurse before? It's called Qingniang, I've asked her to try to bring Xiao Yi'er these days. Ning Lan said.
"Do you still insist on feeding yourself, saying that Xiao Yi'er can do without a nurse?" Rong Fei said.
"But I also want my father-in-law to sleep well, you are already very busy in the barracks during the day, and you can't sleep well at night, and you have dark circles under your eyes." Ning Lan looked at her husband distressedly.
"It turns out that Lan'er feels sorry for me?" Rong Fei held her soft, and his eyes were gentle.
"Naturally, I feel most sorry for you." Ning Lan was the most stingy in expressing her love to her husband.
When she was young, she was the most restrained and introverted. Now in front of her husband, she is becoming more and more bold, more and more unrestrained, and she dares to express anything in front of her husband, and the relationship between the husband and wife is getting better and better.