Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 250 Giving birth to a daughter
After Zhixiangge opened, Zhao Wangshu didn't go there every day. She transferred He Yiniang to be the store manager and increased her salary, while Yage hired another person to take care of it.

At the end of the month, Yao Shanzhi and Zhao Wangshu went to Zhixiang Pavilion to take stock.

They walked into the store and saw it was bustling with customers, and business was booming.

He Yiniang saw them coming in and greeted them with a smile, "County Lord, girls, you are here."

Zhao Wangshu nodded and said with a smile: "Yiniang, you have worked hard during this period. The business in the store looks very good."

He Yiniang said modestly: "Girl, I'm so grateful. It's because of the trust of the girl and the county boss, as well as everyone's help, that I can do so well.

Yao Shanzhi also praised her a few words, and then went up to the third floor with Zhao Wangshu. The maid brought in two cups of black plum Qingshu tea.

After a while, He Yiniang came over with the account book and handed it to Zhao Wangshu respectfully, "County Master, Miss, this is the account book for this month. Please take a look at it."

The books were clear and clear. Zhao Wangshu nodded while looking at it, and said with satisfaction: "It has only been thirteen days since it opened. The fact that the business is so prosperous shows Yi Niang's ability."

"You have always had a good eye, know people well and make good use of them." Yao Shanzhi took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

"Thank you for the compliment, County Lord." Zhao Wangshu leaned over and smiled.

"Fuck you." Yao Shanzhi spat at her.

Zhao Wangshu smiled and said: "Yiniang, you have done a good job. We will take 10% of these profits as a reward and distribute them to everyone."

When He Yiniang heard this, she was filled with surprise and quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you so much, Lord County, thank you girl!"

"Get up." Zhao Wangshu raised his hand with a gentle expression, "You deserve this. As long as you continue to work hard, the county master and I will not treat you badly."

"County Lord, don't worry, miss, I will do my best and never let you down!" He Yiniang said gratefully.

She retreated, while Zhao Wangshu and Yao Shanzhi drank tea and chatted leisurely.

After having lunch in the store, the two of them went home separately. The weather was too hot and they were not in the mood to go shopping.

Zhao Wangshu returned home and went to see Mrs. Zhao Cui, but found that she was not in the yard, so he asked his maid, "Where is the old lady?"

"Girl, the eldest mistress is about to give birth. The old lady has gone over to watch over her." the maid replied.

"Have you sent someone to find the eldest young master?" Zhao Wangshu asked.

"Girl, I've sent someone to ask the young master to come back."

Zhao Wangshu went to Song Yuanqu's yard. As soon as she entered the door, she heard screams, which made her legs weak.

"Grandma, grandma." Zhao Wangshu entered the house and saw his mother, Zhao Li, holding a string of rosary beads and chanting sutras there.

"Yue'er is back, don't stay here, go back to your yard." Mrs. Zhao Cui was afraid of scaring her, so she drove her away.

"Grandma, how is sister-in-law? How long has it been since she gave birth? Isn't she born yet?" Zhao Wangshu asked with concern, not in a hurry to leave.

"Her first pregnancy occurred in the afternoon. She couldn't give birth so quickly. She still had to wait." Zhao Li said.

Mrs. Zhao Cui glared at her, "Don't listen to your mother. Your sister-in-law is in good health and the baby will be born soon. Be good and go back to the yard."

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps at the door, followed by Zhao Yin's anxious voice: "Madam, how is Madam?"

Zhao Wangshu quickly stood up and faced the door, "Brother, you are back. Don't panic, my sister-in-law is giving birth inside."

"Ah!" Song Yuanqu's screams came from the delivery room.

"Madam!" Zhao Yin rushed to the door and knocked on it, "Let me in, let me in."

Mrs. Zhao Cui stepped forward and pulled him away, "Don't be ridiculous, Qu'er is giving birth, please be quiet."

Zhao Yin was extremely anxious, but he was calmed down by his grandmother's words and had to calm down temporarily. Pacing back and forth at the door, eyes full of worry.

When he made such a fuss, Mrs. Zhao Cui forgot to drive Zhao Wangshu away. Time passed little by little, and there were screams one after another in the delivery room, and basins of blood and water were brought out, and basins of hot water were brought in.

Zhao Yin was so anxious that he tried to rush in several times, but was stopped by Zhao Cui and his servants.

The sky was getting late, dusk was closing in on the surrounding areas, and the servants hung up lanterns on the corridor. The warm yellow light swayed in the night, but it could not dispel the anxiety in Zhao Yin's heart.

"Why hasn't it been born yet? Why hasn't it been born yet." He stared at the door of the delivery room, and his heart tightened every time a scream sounded.

Suddenly, a baby's cry came from the delivery room, clear and loud. Zhao Yin was stunned for a moment, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Amitabha, this child has finally been born." Mrs. Zhao Li put her hands together and recited the Buddha's name, her face full of joy.

Mrs. Zhao Cui also breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense nerves finally relaxed.

In the delivery room, Mrs. Wen walked out with the newborn in her arms and congratulated the Zhao family with a smile on her face: "Congratulations to the old lady, madam, and young master. You are a daughter of a daughter. Mother and daughter are safe."

Zhao Yin hurriedly stepped forward and took the small, soft baby from Po Wen's hands. He looked down and saw that the baby's eyes were tightly closed, its wrinkled little face was red, and its red mouth was depressed, as if it had been greatly wronged.

"My little niece looks really like me." Zhao Wangshu leaned over and said.

Mrs. Zhao Cui smiled and said: "My niece is like my aunt, so of course she looks like you."

"How can you tell it's wrinkled?" Zhao Yin asked puzzledly.

"Shut up." Zhao Cui slapped him on the back.

Mrs. Zhao Li told her maid, "Hurry and tell the master the good news and ask him to give his granddaughter a nice name."

The maid took the order and left. After a while, she came back with a piece of paper and said, "Old lady, madam, this is the name the master gave to the little girl."

Zhao Li unfolded the paper and it read: Yile.

"Zhao Yile, that's a pretty good name." Mrs. Zhao Cui nodded.

"Playing nine songs and dancing, chatting about holidays and having fun together." Zhao Yin immediately thought of the origin of this name.

Zhao Yile, this name contains good wishes, which makes people feel happy when they hear it.

"Mom, please give the child a nickname." Zhao Li said.

"Let her mother choose the baby's name." Mrs. Zhao Cui walked to the delivery room, "Leave Yue'er here, let's go in and see Qu'er."

The delivery room was full of blood, and it was inconvenient for Zhao Wangshu, an untouched little girl, to enter.

Mrs. Zhao and Cui entered the delivery room and saw Song Yuanqu half lying on the bed with pale faces.

When Song Yuanqu saw his grandmother and mother-in-law coming in, he struggled to get up and salute.

"Don't move, you need to rest now." Mrs. Zhao Cui hurriedly walked over and held her down, "Qu'er, thank you for your hard work. You have given our Zhao family such a beautiful granddaughter."

Zhao Yin also said: "Madam, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it should be." Song Yuanqu showed a weak smile.

"Madam, look, this is our daughter. Her father named her Yile. Please give her a nickname." Zhao Yin said softly.

"Yile, this name is really nice." Song Yuanqu thought for a while, "How about calling it Youyou?"

"Ming deer yo yo, carrying 弁俅俅."

Song Yuanqu smiled, "When a son is born, his nickname will be Qiu Qiu."

"Okay, okay, I knew they were siblings as soon as I heard them." Mrs. Zhao Cui smiled from ear to ear.