The little lady of the dude's family, she is tea and rustic

Although he is a father but has no experience, Zhao Sheng is also causing trouble. He is not blocking the door, but he is also very annoying and an eyesore by spinning around in the only space.

Grandma Fang really didn't want to tolerate them anymore, so she started to drive them away.

Pushing and pulling the two of them out, "Master, if you two can't help, don't do it here. My wife is giving birth to the baby inside and you have nothing to do. Can you just sit outside and wait in peace?"

He Zong was pushed and reluctantly looked back at the half-open door. He wanted to rush in.

In the end, she followed the force of Granny Fang's push and left, but she waited outside in the yard and didn't go anywhere.

Zhao Sheng continued to spin and was scolded, "Be quiet."

"Oh."

Then he squatted on the spot, sometimes raising his head to reach up to his neck to look into the doorway, sometimes lowering his head to pick at the cracks in the floor tiles.

The real master was much more stable than he looked. He Zong was sitting, holding the armrests tightly with both hands.

By dawn, there was no good news inside. When it was time for He Zong to go on duty, he had to go.

He came back less than half an hour later. As soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Has your wife given birth?"

The concierge subconsciously glanced towards the backyard and shook his head, "No."

He Zong ran back to the backyard. Zhao Sheng no longer squatted and dug at the ground. He sat cross-legged and stretched his neck to look inside.

When the master came back, he thought about it but found that his legs were numb and he couldn't get up.

He Zong did not miss him and walked directly through the doorway.

Just when he saw the girl hurriedly coming out with a basin of blood, the sight of the basin of blood made his heart tighten and he almost couldn't breathe.

"How is Madam doing?"

It had been three or four hours since the birth and the baby was still alive. How could his wife have so much blood?
He Zong was eager for him to bleed because he was big and had a lot of blood.

"The midwife said it's almost time to give birth."

After saying that, the girl hurried away with the basin in hand, which still contained water.

But these words did not comfort He Zong at all, so he said soon. When will it be?
There was a muffled sound in the room. It was Ruan Jiaojiao's unbearable pain.

She was most afraid of pain, and he didn't dare to exert any force on her for fear of hurting her.

He Zong didn't dare to stand at the door all the time, so he moved to a place where he wouldn't block the door and stood waiting.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard the midwife say, “I’ve seen my head, ma’am, please try harder.”

He Zong subconsciously clenched his fists, but there was nothing he could do to help.

When the loud cry sounded, He Zong's clenched fists suddenly let go. He took a step toward the door and stopped.

Until the door was opened, Mrs. Cao came out holding the quilt wrapped around the child.

He stood in a very conspicuous position and could be seen at a glance.

"Congratulations, master, you are a daughter."

Only then did He Zong feel that his breathing became easier. He took a deep breath and stepped forward to take the child, but he raised his hands but didn't know how to hold it.

His embarrassment was noticed by Mr. Cao, so he held the young lady steady with one hand and opened the bag with the other hand so that the master could take a closer look at the young lady.

Looking at the red child under the blanket, He Zong felt his nose suddenly sore and his heart tightening.

She was wrinkled but didn't open her eyes, but He Zong just felt that his daughter was as beautiful as his wife.

Looking at his daughter, he asked, "Where is Madam?"

"Madam is tired. Aunt Fang is cleaning up for Madam."

Mrs. Cao wanted to ask the master if he wanted to hug the young lady, but she saw that the master was staring at the door, so she did not ask.

"The young lady is still weak after she was born, so I will carry her to the wet nurse.

Please wait a moment, Master. Aunt Fang will come out soon. "

He Zong didn't even look at her, just hummed casually.Mrs. Cao laughed in her heart when she saw it. With this attitude of the master, he was not afraid of kidnapping the young lady.

Of course, the master trusts them, and they cannot do anything to harm the master.

He Zong looked at the door with eyes wide open, and finally saw Aunt Fang coming out, followed by Yao Huang and the midwife.

"Master, go in and see your wife. She is still awake."

This was what He Zong was waiting for, and he strode in with just a sentence of reward.

Grandma Fang smiled and narrowed her eyes as she led the midwife down to rest and receive the reward. When the midwife heard the reward, she kept saying auspicious words.

Originally, she thought that the master would not give her a generous reward if she gave birth to a young lady. However, she did not expect that this master was a master who cared about his daughter-in-law and his rare daughter, and she also received a generous reward.

Ruan Jiaojiao was extremely tired. She also realized that giving birth to a child was such a tiring thing, even though it was only such a small ball.

However, the little guy's voice was very loud, and he didn't look like a cute little girl at all.

Also, after torturing her for so long and causing so much pain, she shouldn't be a kitten.

There was inevitably still the smell of blood in the room. He Zong came in and saw his wife lying weakly on the bed. She was the weakest he had ever seen.

The feeling of soreness in the nasal cavity came back again, my breathing was not smooth, and my chest felt uncomfortable.

"Jiaojiao, thank you for your hard work.

Does it hurt? "

He Zong squatted down by the bed and asked himself, "It must hurt."

The man's rough palm rested on the edge of the bed, and Ruan Jiaojiao reached out from the quilt to hold it.

His hand was too big to hold, but it was immediately held by the man.

"Don't move it, put it back."

The man held her hand and put it back under the quilt, for fear of getting a little cold.

"Daughter-in-law, you are tired. You can sleep."

Ruan Jiaojiao could feel that the man was careful even when he spoke, as if he would scare her if he spoke even slightly louder.

But she really didn't want to hear loud voices right now, so speaking softly like this felt just right.

She hooked her fingers under the quilt and gently hooked the man's palm, "Have you seen our daughter?"

"Yeah, looks like you, good-looking."

The man said seriously, which made Ruan Jiaojiao laugh and even pull the wound.

She endured it without even changing her expression.

He hooked the man's palm again and said, "You can tell who you look like right after birth? I didn't see it."

She really didn't notice it, but Grandma Fang also said it looked like her when she was a child.

In fact, Ruan Jiaojiao was relieved. It didn't matter what her son did, but her daughter couldn't follow her father.

Girls all love beauty, how can they accept that they look like her father?
He Zong didn't know that his wife disliked his appearance in her heart, but her expression remained serious.

"She does look like you, as beautiful as you."

He Zong said again, "Thank you for your hard work, Jiaojiao."

"I do, we have a little baby."

Ruan Jiaojiao was very happy because this was her and He Zong's little baby.

When she said this, He Zong could tell from her cheerful tone that he was very happy, and the joy came from his heart, not just because he was moved by her.

He wants a son, and he also likes a daughter, as long as he likes the one his Jiaojiao gives birth to.