Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 640

Yang Jiayin recalled how the two of them got along with each other in the past two years. She remembered that since she was pregnant with this child, she felt that the child was growing up in her stomach day after day, and she was able to interact with them. How much happiness does it bring them?
He is the child of both of them, the crystallization of their love.

It is their treasure!

It is an innocent little life, ever since she had him, she never thought of giving up!
Even at this point, even if she had to pay Yang Jiayin's life in exchange for the birth of a child, she was willing!

So no matter what, she will give birth to her and Li Jinyang's child!
No matter how unbearable the pain is, she will let the child be born, see this colorful world, truly be the treasure in their hands, make love at their knees, and live with them!
So, Yang Jiayin gritted her teeth and tried her best...

"I see the head, Yinyin, I see the head!"

Seeing that Yang Jiayin was in unbearable pain, Li Jinyang, who had just let go of his hand in distress, took a closer look, and then said loudly in surprise, "Yinyin, the baby is coming out soon!"

These words were indeed a great encouragement to Yang Jiayin.

The amniotic fluid has been broken for a long time, if the baby is not born quickly, I am afraid that he will suffocate in it.

Thinking of such a severe consequence, Yang Jiayin tightly grabbed the cushion under her body with both hands, exerting all her strength, concentrating all her strength on her lower abdomen...

Yang Jiayin only felt that her lower abdomen was empty, and there was a sharp pain of tearing from her lower body, and the child slipped down on the cushion between her legs in an instant.

She glanced weakly at the child lying on the cushion, and before she even had time to say a word to Li Jinyang, she fell into a deep coma.

Li Jinyang looked at everything in front of him, a little dazed, and a little bit at a loss.

The child slowly opened his eyes and looked at the strange things. After moving his little hands and feet in the air a few times, he left the warm mother's body. He seemed a little frightened in this strange carriage, and then burst into tears.

Only then did Li Jinyang come back to his senses, and while frantically wrapping the child in a small blanket, he shouted anxiously, "Yinyin, Yinyin, wake up."

The blood under Yang Jiayin's body had already stained the entire cushion red, and a strong smell of blood spread in the carriage.

The coachman smelled a strong smell of blood outside.

……

The eyelids were so heavy that it was difficult to lift them up, and there was a constant buzzing in the brain, as if thousands of flies were flying around in it.

His whole body was limp and weak, and it was difficult to even move his fingers.

But his throat was very dry and itchy, and his lower body was burning with pain.

Yang Jiayin swallowed a little with difficulty, tried to open her eyes, and looked at the top of her head.

In the eyes is the familiar light blue gauze curtain.

This is...they went home?

Feeling something gently wriggling around her, Yang Jiayin endured the weakness and turned her head to look around...

Well, a tightly wrapped little meatball is lying beside her.

This little meat ball was sleeping soundly at this moment.

But no matter how sweet it is, it will wave a little hand from time to time.

is their child.

It's the little meat ball she gave birth to with all her life!

The little meatball has thick hair and two big ears, just like... big ears Tutu!

Yang Jiayin couldn't help smiling slightly, her mother's love was overflowing, she looked carefully at the sleeping little meatball, and saw that his facial features have not yet opened, so it is still unclear whether he looks like Li Jinyang or she.

(End of this chapter)