In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 219 New Life

When they came to the hospital in Shigejie, the middle-aged woman doctor received them, and Tian Qiaozhen was quickly arranged into the delivery room.

Of course, it is said to be a delivery room, but it is actually a place where you usually see a doctor, but when you pull the curtain, it becomes a delivery room.

As soon as Qiaozhen was sent to the hospital, Lanhua rushed over with Deng Liping.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to take care of the child?" Wang Manyin asked.

"Qiaozhen gave birth to a child, how could I not come to help? The doctor gave birth alone, Man Yin, don't worry, I asked Dahai to call our mother over, our mother is watching the child, Liping is also called by me Help." Lan Hua explained.

"Okay, then go in quickly." Wang Manyin didn't say any more.

Lan Hua nodded, took Deng Liping's hand and entered the delivery room. At first Tian Qiaozhen screamed in pain, but after a while, there was no sound, and there were only a few people talking inside.

Chen Minghao was anxious, "What's going on? Why is there no sound all of a sudden?"

At this moment, Deng Liping came out to boil hot water, Chen Minghao hurriedly asked, Deng Liping replied with a smile: "Don't worry, the doctor said, it will take a while for sister Qiaozhen to have a baby, and I only opened my second finger now."

"What is two fingers?" Chen Minghao asked blankly.

Wang Manyin patted him on the head, "After Qiaozhen has given birth, go and ask her, that's all right, Liping, you go and do your work, don't worry about us."

Deng Liping went to the hot water, Chen Minghao turned his head and asked again: "Haozi, what does it mean to open two fingers?"

It was rare for Wang Manyin to explain, and he couldn't speak clearly, so he asked him to wait outside.

After a while, Chen Mingyu also came. There were a few hard-boiled eggs in her satchel, but there was no porridge, and it was too late, so she rushed over directly.

The delivery process was very long, but Chen Minghao couldn't help much, the most he could do was bring hot water to the door of the delivery room, otherwise he could only wait anxiously at the door.

As the sun set, the sky became dark and numb, and the cold evening wind blew the ground, and Wang Manyin's stomach began to growl.

He thought for a while and said, "Haozi, I'll go out and get some food."

Chen Minghao nodded casually, and kept looking at the delivery room anxiously, never letting go of his clenched fists.

When Wang Manyin walked out of the hospital, wisps of blue cooking smoke wafted from the houses on both sides of the street, the sound of children playing and adults yelling faintly echoed around.

Wang Manyin stepped on the dry dirt road and walked straight to the commune cafeteria.

"Mr. Wang, why are you here? Leader Sun didn't come to the cafeteria today." The person in the cafeteria asked curiously.

Wang Manyin handed over a cigarette, said with a smile, "I know, I've come to Shige Festival to do business, and I haven't eaten until now. Why don't I come to the cafeteria to get something to eat?"

The man nodded suddenly, and motioned to the leftovers in the pots, "Sure, just tell me what you want to eat, what kind of steamed buns do you want?"

Wang Manyin thought for a while, and it seemed that everyone hadn't eaten, so he ordered more than a dozen white flour buns and two large bowls of vegetables.

One bowl is mutton soup, and the other is fried potato shreds. The food is not good, but it is not bad.

Wang Manyin handed over the food stamps and money to the man, but the man waved his hand and refused, "Mr. Wang, it's all leftovers, you can just take it away, and Team Leader Sun will report it to you when the time comes."

Wang Manyin put the food stamps and money directly on the window sill, and replied with a smile: "One yard is worth one yard. There is no such thing as not giving money for meals."

After finishing speaking, he nodded without waiting for the person to refuse, and returned to the hospital with the packed food.

"Have something to eat, Haozi." Wang Manyin said.

Chen Minghao nodded, picked up a steamed bun and ate it without any vegetables, his gaze kept on the wooden door of the delivery room.

Wang Manyin shook his head amusedly, and knocked on the wooden door. Lan Hua poked her head out and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wang Manyin gestured to bring it back to eat, and said, "I bought something to eat, do you want to eat it?"

Lan Hua turned to ask the doctor, the doctor said to go out to eat instead, to fill the stomach first, and Qiaozhen also needs to replenish her energy.

Tian Qiaozhen's childbirth was not as smooth as Lanhua's, but fortunately, according to the doctor, there was no life-threatening danger, but the longer the time dragged on, the more Qiaozhen suffered.

Lan Hua came out to eat first, Wang Manyin wiped the hot sweat from her forehead, and Chen Minghao hurriedly asked how Qiaozhen was.

Lanhua talked about Qiaozhen's situation, filled her stomach quickly, and continued to help in the delivery room. Then Deng Liping, Chen Mingyu, and the doctor came out to eat in turn, and finished eating more than a dozen white flour steamed buns.

It was completely dark, and the night covered the earth. At about eight o'clock in the evening, there was finally a cry of a baby in the delivery room!

Chen Minghao shuddered all over, walked to the door of the delivery room in a few steps, loosened and clenched his fists, his excitement was beyond words.

"Yinzi, did you give birth?" Chen Minghao asked tremblingly.

Wang Manyin didn't answer, and the current Chen Minghao didn't need to answer either.

After a while, Deng Liping came out with a wrinkled baby in her arms, with a smile on her lips, "Congratulations, you are a big fat boy."

Chen Minghao looked at the baby in her arms fondly, and said, "Is it a kid? Good boy, good boy."

As he spoke, he raised his head suddenly, "Where is Qiaozhen, is Qiaozhen okay?"

"Sister Qiaozhen is fine, but she passed out after exerting too much force. Sister Lanhua is cleaning up inside. You can go in and take a look later."

Chen Minghao's heart tightened, "Did you faint? Does it matter?"

Deng Liping comforted patiently: "Don't worry, sister Qiaozhen is fine."

After a while, Lan Hua and the doctor, who looked tired, also came out, indicating that Chen Minghao could go in.

Without further ado, Chen Minghao immediately entered the delivery room, but facing the comatose Qiaozhen, he could only watch with distress and could do nothing.

"Thanks for your hard work." Wang Manyin told Lan Hua to sit and rest, and said in a gentle voice.

Lan Hua shook her head, "It's been a lot of hard work. Fortunately, Qiaozhen and the child are fine. Haozi's son is four months younger than our son. From now on, Songchuan Songze will have no shortage of playmates."

The two talked for a while, and Chen Minghao quietly walked out of the room.

"Sister Qiaozhen is awake?"

Chen Minghao shook his head, "Not yet, I came out because I was afraid of disturbing her."

Wang Manyin nodded, walked over to look at the crumpled baby in Deng Liping's arms who couldn't open her eyes, and silently said how ugly and dark she was.

He turned his head and asked, "Haozi, what's my nephew's name?"

According to his relationship with Chen Minghao, the two sons are naturally each other's nephew, and they are very close.

Chen Minghao looked at his son and smiled, "Man Yin, you are educated, Qiaozhen and I are going to let you get one, my son is from the 忢 generation."

"Zi character generation"

Wang Manyin pondered for a while, and said: "Then just call him Chen Quwen, study hard in the future, and go to university to honor your ancestors."

(End of this chapter)