Chapter 85: Wife, hard work

Outside the delivery room, Song Jingzhi walked back and forth after Tang Xiaoxiao entered, and kept rubbing his hands.

"Can you stop for a moment? You've got your head spindled. Father Song looked at his son.

"Dad, I'm nervous."

"Ugh." Father Song sighed, got up from the bench, and began to walk out.

Song's father walked out of the hospital, went to a small alley outside the hospital, and took out the cigarette case in his jacket pocket.

After coming to Jinshi, because his daughter-in-law was pregnant, he rarely smoked, and occasionally became addicted to smoking, and when he went out to buy vegetables or go out for a walk, he finished smoking outside, and waited for the smell of cigarettes to dissipate before going home.

Pulling out a cigarette, he was just about to light it with a match, remembering his daughter-in-law in the production room, he took the match back to the matchbox, put the cigarette box away, and went back to the hospital.

"Haven't you moved yet?" Looking at his son, who had been standing at the door of the delivery room, Song's father asked.

"Not yet, Dad, does it take so long to have a baby?" It's been an hour since I've been in, why hasn't there been any movement at all?

"When your mother gave birth to you, it took a night, this is in the hospital, wait." That being said, Song's father couldn't sit still, and followed Song Jingzhi to stand at the door of the delivery room.

The father and son stood at the door of the delivery room like door gods, and the little nurses passing by couldn't look at them.

"Sit and wait, it's not so fast to have a baby."

"Okay." The mouth was so responsive, and the father and son did not move a step.

It wasn't until more than two hours later that the door of the delivery room was pushed open and a nurse walked out, holding a child in one hand.

"Nurse, how is my daughter-in-law?"

"Nurse, how is my daughter-in-law?"

The nurse glanced at the father and son, "Hug them first, these two children are really heavy." ”

The two fathers and sons of the Song family took over the child, especially Song Jingzhi, who had never held the child.

"The mother was fine and came out in a moment. Congratulations, you gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, the eldest is the elder brother. The nurse pointed to the blue quilt in Song's father's arms.

Two children, the elder brother was born first, 5 catties and 9 taels, and the younger sister was born 5 catties and 8 taels.

In this era, a single child was born with this weight, which is considered heavy, let alone twins.

"Dad, you take the child back to the ward first, I'll wait for Xiaoxiao to come out." Song Jingzhi wanted to hand the child to Song's father, but was stopped by Song's father's eyes.

"Why didn't you take the child to the ward, I'm waiting here."

"Dad, that's my daughter-in-law."

"That's still my daughter-in-law."

In the end......, the father and son could only hold the child and wait at the door.

It wasn't until more than 20 minutes later that Song's mother and the doctor pushed Tang Xiaoxiao out, and when Song Jing saw his daughter-in-law, he stuffed the child in his hand into Song's mother's hand.

"Daughter-in-law, how are you?" He leaned in front of Tang Xiaoxiao.

found that his little daughter-in-law was a little pale except for her face, and she didn't seem to be any different from usual.

When Li Min came out after giving birth that day, he had also seen it outside, which was even more embarrassing than when they saved a fire.

Song's father also leaned over to look at his daughter-in-law, and then looked at his wife, why is his daughter-in-law completely different from his wife after giving birth?

Back in the ward, Song's mother and Song Jingzhi stayed in the ward to take care of Tang Xiaoxiao and the child, and Song's father took on the heavy responsibility of going back to cook.

"You remember to buy a rooster, bring the stew, and skim the oil." Song's mother instructed that too much oil is not good for milk.

"I know." When Song's mother was pregnant and gave birth to a child, it was all taken care of by Song's father.

In the ward, the two children were placed next to Tang Xiaoxiao, looking at the children's sleeping little faces, with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Wife, I've worked hard for you." Song Jingzhi held her hand and kissed and kissed.

"Brother, do you think we should have a third?" Tang Xiaoxiao asked, she would be full of joy, and she had forgotten the pain in the delivery room.

"What is the birth, I forgot it as soon as it hurts, isn't it?" At this time, Song's mother happened to send Song's father in and heard her words.

"Mother~" Tang Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed, and it was her mother-in-law who accompanied her when she was most embarrassed.

"I see that you happen to have both boys and girls, so don't have any more children, is it good for the body when you have more children? Look at Chen Fengya, she gave birth to six, and it is less than fifty, just like sixty. ”

Mother Song carried the children to the crib next door, so as not to delay Tang Xiaoxiao's rest.

"Jingzhi went to scald the bottle, I'm afraid that the children will wake up hungry in a while, feed some milk powder first, Xiaoxiao should not have milk for a while." Mother Song said to Song Jingzhi.

The baby bottle was prepared by Tang Xiaoxiao before, and the baby bottle was still glass at this time.

Song Jingzhi went out with the bottle, and Song's mother sat beside Tang Xiaoxiao and said seriously.

"You see that I gave birth to Jingzhi, and I live better than anyone in the village, women must know that they feel sorry for themselves."

"Mother, I see." Knowing that her mother-in-law felt sorry for herself, she felt warm in her heart.

"Close your eyes and sleep, I'm tired just now." Mother Song touched her daughter-in-law's little face.

Tang Xiaoxiao obediently closed her eyes, she had lost her strength since she gave birth, but she kept holding on, she was really sleepy at this time.

When Song Jingzhi came in with a bottle, she had already fallen asleep, and Song's mother pulled her son next door.

"Xiaoxiao has suffered a big loss this time, don't look at her when she came out, she was afraid that you would see it, so I asked her to freshen up."

"Son, my mother told you, now you have sons and daughters, that's enough." Mother Song patted his arm, and there were some things that she couldn't say to her daughter-in-law.

Song Jingzhi nodded, "Mother, don't worry, my son knows." ”

"You just have a plan in your heart, you go and guard Xiaoxiao, I'm here to take care of the children."

Song Jingzhi sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at his sleeping wife, his eyes were full of distress.

She was obviously such a person who was afraid of pain, but she endured the pain of childbirth and did not reveal half of it in front of him.

Tang Xiaoxiao slept until night, and the children had already been fed milk powder twice.

Song Jingzhi hurriedly took the chicken soup sent by Song's father and heated it up.

Drinking the hot chicken soup, she felt very comfortable, Song's father looked at the child, Song's mother brought hot water, and asked Song Jingzhi to wipe her face.

"Dad, mother, you don't have to stay here, I'm fine." Tang Xiaoxiao looked at her in-laws who had been guarding her, and her heart was warm.

But I don't want them to work so hard, there are no extra beds in the ward, and I can't let two old people sit all night.

"Old man, go back to sleep, I'll stay and take care of the children, and come over tomorrow morning when breakfast is delivered." Mother Song said to Father Song.

"Okay, you'll take care of it here." Father Song nodded.

At night, Song Jingzhi took care of Tang Xiaoxiao, and Song's mother took care of the children.

After drinking chicken soup for more than an hour, she felt that her chest was swollen, and Song Jingzhi hurriedly called Song's mother over.