Contentment grows joy

Chapter 73 Girl
On a snowy morning, Miu Li was rushed to the hospital by her family.

"This is your first child, and the cervix is ​​barely dilated. There is no pain in the stomach, and there is no redness. It is very likely that you will not be able to give birth today. Wait until tomorrow."

The doctor looked at the family nervously surrounding Mili, and said calmly.

"Actually, you don't have to crowd here with so many people. With so many people, it's easy to put pressure on the mother, which is not conducive to childbirth."

Before the doctor left, he looked back again.

"Then, in-laws, you two go back first, it's fine if Xiaoqiang and I are here."

As soon as the doctor walked out of the door, Qian Hui immediately smiled at Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan.

"But, are you busy?"

Wen Cuizhi asked this out of concern.

"There's nothing to be busy about now, the procedures are all over, it doesn't matter, besides, this is my own biological daughter"

There was an indescribable arrogance in Qian Hui's demeanor.

"Mom, stop talking."

Mili was afraid that Qian Hui would say something hurtful again, so she quickly stopped her.

"Mom, Dad, why don't you just go back and rest, anyway, I'm fine, Xiaoqiang will call you when the baby is about to be born."

Millet turned her face away, and smiled at Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan.

"Okay, we can't help here anyway, so let's go back there first, my mother and father-in-law, I will trouble you here first, if you have anything to do, just call us."

After Wen Cuizhi finished speaking, she dragged the silent Shen Yuehan back.

To be honest, if you had to choose between Qian Hui, Su Jian and Wen Cuizhi, Shen Yuehan, Mi Li would choose Qian Hui and Su Jian without hesitation.

After all, for such a big matter as having a child, it is much more reliable to have parents around.

Although Wen Cuizhi is very meticulous and thoughtful in everything, Miu Li always feels that there is more politeness than intimacy between them.

The doctor was right.

At dawn the next day, Miu Li, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a rush of heat from under her body.

"Mom, no, I broke my water!"

"Nonsense, what's wrong! This is a good thing! You lie down first and don't move around."

Qian, who was sleeping next to him, would sit up and go to the doctor quickly.

The doctor came to check and confirmed Mili's point of view.

"The water broke, and the baby should be born within 24 hours. Remember, when the stomach hurts badly, call us to check the cervix."

Before the doctor went out, he turned his head and exhorted Qian Hui.

Does it really hurt that much?
More than one elderly colleague in the unit told her not to be afraid, giving birth is like defecating, it doesn't hurt, it's just a little swollen.

However, there are also younger people who say it hurts.

"You go to work every day, run around, walk and bounce, and your stomach is lowered. It's very similar to me at that time. I guess it shouldn't hurt much."

That's what my older colleagues say.

"I think giving birth is the worst crime I have ever suffered in my life. Really, the pain is so painful that I can't breathe. Haven't you read a book? This is the tenth level of pain, the highest pain!"

Younger colleagues, especially those of the same age as Mili, all said the same.

Milia didn't know who to trust.

Mili walked in the aisle last night and saw various states of labor.

Some women directly greeted the eighteenth generation of her husband's ancestors.

Some women cried and said that they could not give birth and wanted to go home.

Some women can't say anything, only the heart-piercing voice.

Facing the two arguments, plus what he saw last night, Miu Li made a comprehensive analysis and confidently felt that since he is usually so capable and good-natured, he shouldn't be in pain.

Milia sat quietly on the edge of the bed, confidently waiting for the pain to come.

Not long after the doctor went out, a burst of pain hit his stomach violently.

"Zi-"

Millet could not help but take a deep breath.

"Quick, use the Lamaze breathing method, which I learned in class, but I didn't expect it to be dissected in the end. Quick, inhale, count to four, and then exhale."

The mother in the next bed had a section last night, and she was resting on the bed at this time, and when she saw the milia, she immediately yelled anxiously.

"It's okay, don't. Ah—"

Before the word "tight" could be uttered, a huge wave of pain hit, causing Miu Li to scream.

"Holy shit—it hurts—"

Immediately afterwards, my stomach became more and more painful.

"what--"

Mili wanted to speak, but she couldn't speak, it was too painful, and she couldn't even open her mouth smoothly.

"Stop screaming, the more you scream, the more painful it will be, hold it back."

The mother looked at Mili with a serious face, watching her like a doctor.

"Come on, follow me and take a deep breath."

I don't know if she was frightened, or he was confused by the pain, Miu Mi only had her voice in his head.

Mili followed her and began to breathe.

However, it is useless.

It still hurts!
pain! pain! pain!
"Baby, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt? What can I do?"

Qian Hui trembled for a while, and hurried to find a doctor.

After a while, she came back.

"Baby, hold back, the doctor will be here soon."

Seeing Miu Li's pain, Qian Hui's eyes burst into tears.

"Shen Ziqiang, where have you been? Come here quickly, Li'er is in excruciating pain and is about to give birth!"

"Where have you been? Why haven't you arrived yet?"

"Hurry up! I told you to hurry up, why haven't you arrived yet?"

"Why are you so dawdling?"

Shen Ziqiang has an important project to pass on the blueprints, so Mili let him go back last night and will come back in the morning.

Seeing the doctor's tone, coupled with her own intuition, Miu Li felt that there should be enough time.

Who knew that the pain would come so unexpectedly!
In just half an hour, Qian Hui made [-] phone calls to Shen Ziqiang.

"Don't call him so often. If you are driving, you will be easily distracted and unsafe!"

Millet tried her best, trembling and yelling at Qianhui.

"Open three fingers, well, you can go to the delivery room to wait for delivery, bring the maternity mat, and come with me."

A nurse came in, checked her, and sent Mili to the delivery room. There were no special expressions or words, they were all programmed.

Let Mili's heart cool down a little.

It was only after the incident that Mili figured it out. For individuals, having a baby is a big deal. For obstetrics and gynecology medical staff who are used to seeing this kind of scene, it is too ordinary. After this series, it is a Assembly work, she and the child are both on the assembly line.

"Let's go?!"

The nurse turned around, frowned, and repeated. .

"I can't move!"

Mili felt ashamed of herself for saying such incompetent words.

However, he really couldn't move.

"Get up, put on your shoes, and follow me. If you can't walk, you have to walk. It's the same with giving birth. The more it hurts, the more you have to walk. Give birth quickly!"

The nurse said a few words and left first.

Qian Hui hurried over to help Mili.

However, I couldn't help it.

Don't think that Qian will be so domineering, but she is a thin and weak person with little strength.

Seeing that the millet was about to fall, at this moment, two figures quickly approached her, one on each side, and supported her.

"Why are you here now, really!"

Qian Hui roared at Shen Ziqiang and Wen Cuizhi.

"Look, what kind of pain is this? Just here?!"

Mili originally wanted to stop Qianhui from complaining endlessly, but she really didn't have the energy, so she just looked at Qianhui lazily.

Qian understood and shut up.

Miili was dragged to the delivery room by Shen Ziqiang and Wen Cuizhi.

"Oh, it's all like this, why don't you give wheelchairs?"

"Oh, look, it's about to give birth"

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From the ward to the delivery room, in just a few tens of meters, Mili felt as if she had walked thousands of meters. People looked at her like she looked at other people last night, and said what she wanted to say at that time.

She felt ashamed and thrown at home.

Fortunately, my hair was unkempt, and most of my face was almost covered by my hair. After I went out, no one knew anyone, and I was a beautiful woman.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay!"

Wen Cuizhi's voice rang in his ears.

Supporting Wen Cuizhi's thick arm, Miu Li felt a sense of peace for no reason.

Shen Ziqiang and Wen Cuizhi didn't let go until they delivered the millet to Zhibu's family.

Not long after entering, milia went to the delivery bed.

Amidst the doctors and nurses' "inhale, exhale, exhale, exert force, stop—" and other voices, Milia successfully left a lovely girl.

"Wow--"

When she heard that loud cry, Miu Li felt as if she was floating in the air, it felt wonderful!
"Who is the family member of Millet? Come on, a girl is born, 4 kilograms, very beautiful, congratulations!"

When she was leaving the delivery room with the girl in her arms, the nurse smiled and called Shen Ziqiang and the others to come over.

Qian Hui stepped forward quickly alone, and at the same time, quickly pushed Wen Cuizhi and Shen Ziqiang away with both hands, grabbed Su Jian, and rushed to Su Li.

Shen Ziqiang rubbed his hands together, "Ouch", jumping happily around Millet and the child, like a five-year-old child.

Wen Cuizhi stayed quietly aside, with a smile on his face the whole time, and squeezed in through the crack to look at Mioli and the child.

A faint look of disappointment was fleeting on his face.

Millet's heart sank, and she looked at Shen Ziqiang.

"Come on, our little princess, call me Daddy."

Millet pointed at Shen Ziqiang.

"Honey, you've worked hard."

In front of everyone, Shen Ziqiang shyly kissed Millet's forehead lightly.

"Is it Xiaoni's second child? I don't know. We don't care about their young people."

Wen Cuizhi made several calls in a row.

From the intermittent words, Miili could hear the general idea.

After they learned that it was a daughter, the second question must be when to have a second child.

In their village, there is no one without a son.

Every household must have a son, just like every household must have money, rice, oil and salt.

Even if you don't have a son, you have to adopt, pick up on the roadside, or be given away by others, no matter what method you use, you have to find a son for yourself.

Otherwise, it would be as if he had no face and could not go out.

However, Shen Ziqiang no longer lives there, and is not bound by the customs there.

Before, Mili and Shen Ziqiang had a more in-depth discussion on the gender of the child in their womb.

"Honey, tell me, if it's a daughter, will my parents be unhappy?"

"No, they will definitely be very happy, but there may be some small regrets."

"Will they hurt her?"

"meeting!"

"Then will they persuade us to have a second child? Anyway, let me declare first that I will only have one, and the current policy does not allow it."

"What you say is what you say? They are not people who force others. Although they have some thoughts of that kind, we live in a big city after all, and they stay away from there. Slowly, those thoughts will fade away, and they are relatively A person who is easy to accept new ideas, especially my mother, is a person who is very willing to listen to other people's opinions, and her ability to accept new things and new ideas is still very strong."

"is it?"

"You've been with her for so long, what do you think?"

"It seems to be oh."

Millet thought about it, and felt that Wen Cuizhi was indeed a person who kept pace with the times, not pedantic and old-fashioned.So is John Shen.

Although she knew that Wen Cuizhi might have a slight expression, Miu Li could understand it, but when she noticed the look that flashed across her face, Miu Li still felt a little nervous.

"Oh, if it's left to us, it's nothing to say, and we must have a second child, but this city doesn't seem to care much about it. There is no difference between boys and girls. Besides, this is their business, and we have nothing to worry about. Said, giggling"

When Millet heard Wen Cuizhi call a certain uncle or aunt, her voice was full of joy.

"This little Nicole is neat and tidy. When she landed, she opened her big eyes. When her mother came out holding her, she was still looking around. She was handsome, like Xiaoqiang. I see, she will definitely have skills in the future."

When Wen Cuizhi mentioned children, his laughter became brighter.

Unexpectedly, Mioli said something casually, the child was born with his eyes open and looked around.

Wen Cuizhi took it to heart, and told relatives and friends everywhere, full of excitement between the lines.

"Oh, what did I think this person meant? I eat and sleep every day, and I don't have much to look forward to. Now, seeing this girl, I just want to laugh, and feel that the sky is going to be brighter, giggling."

"Okay, okay, don't talk anymore, I'll go and see Li'er."

Hearing Wen Cuizhi's light footsteps gradually walking in, Miu Li hurriedly pretended to have just woken up and looked at Wen Cuizhi.

Holding the mobile phone, she walked towards Mili with a smile, and then looked at the child sleeping next to Mili.

"Ni'er, call me grandma."

"Honey, call me grandma."

The child was looking around with his eyes open, as if he heard it, he grinned at Wen Cuizhi.

"Giggle."

Wen Cuizhi smiled from ear to ear.

Millet had never seen her smile like this.

Girls can be girls, as long as everyone likes it!
(End of this chapter)