Master Fu's little ancestor is fierce

"Yangyang, what's the matter?" Jiang Mao asked anxiously.

Lin Jueyang was also anxious: "I... broke the water."

"Quick, enter the delivery room." Jiang Mao rushed over and hugged Lin Jueyang horizontally.

Lu Weiwei and his group were shocked when they saw Jiang Mao's actions.

Lin Jueyang is not short, but he gained a lot of weight during pregnancy, roughly estimated at least 170 catties.

Jiang Mao's physical strength is amazing!

Everyone ignored Jiang Mao and immediately followed him to the delivery room.

Jiang Mao rushed into the delivery room with Lin Jueyang in his arms, and the best obstetrician he had prepared in advance arrived immediately.

After more than three hours...

There was the loud cry of a baby in the delivery room.

Lu Weiwei said with emotion: "Awesome! As expected of a doctor, he cooperated well and gave birth quickly. Moreover, Lin Jueyang didn't shout during the whole process."

"It must be the son!" Fu Yufeng said.

Lu Yanzhao also said: "That's right, it's not easy to have a daughter now that my daughter is precious."

Three hours ago, the eldest brother called to say that Lin Jueyang was about to give birth, and they all rushed over.

He Wei also rushed over. He never talked much, and when he heard his elder brother chatting with Lu Yanzhao, he couldn't hide his complacency in his tone: "You have to fight your luck to have a daughter."

It happened that a family member in another delivery room was also waiting in the corridor.

They are fighting for a third child. They had two daughters earlier. When they heard Lu Yanzhao say that having a daughter, Jingui, and He Wei said that it takes luck to have a daughter, they looked at this group of people with mentally retarded eyes.

"Come out, daughter?" Jiang Mao came out, and Lu Weiwei went up to meet him and asked.

Jiang Mao smiled helplessly and said: "Brother Wu Ya Zui, he really hit the mark, he is his son."

"Haha!" Lu Yanzhao laughed loudly.

He Wei also made a rare joke, and came over to pat Jiang Mao on the shoulder: "Brother DIE, work hard, work hard, and save more gifts for your son. When their generation grows up, if there are less gifts, they will not be able to marry a wife."

Jiang Mao gave a congratulatory look: "If you can't marry a wife, you will marry your daughter."

"My daughter doesn't want a younger brother." He Wei said, "My daughter wants to marry Shaoyu."

Jiang Mao glared at He Wei again, and went to get things from the ward.

I was in a hurry to go to the delivery room just now, and I didn't take a lot of things.

If someone else gave birth, he would send people to the ward for further treatment.

This is his own wife giving birth, and he has to take care of everything.

"Son still dislikes it? You young people are really ignorant! Sons are good. If you don't have a son, the incense will be cut off. You can be regarded as successors. Unlike our family, who is not up to date and has three daughters I don’t know if this baby can be reversed?” said a 60-year-old old lady.

Nian Shu has never suffered any grievances since she was a child. When she heard the old lady say this, she immediately became unhappy, and said directly: "Old man, you are too funny. If you can't have a son, it's not because you don't live up to your expectations, but because you don't have good deeds." .”

Isn't it superstitious?Then use superstition to say it.

The old lady was stunned by Nian Shu, so angry: "What are you talking about? You are young, and you don't learn how to speak well. How can I not accumulate virtue? Ah? I gave birth to children and raised them up. For decades, I have worked hard and never complained, and I have never done a single immoral thing..."

Nian Shu interrupted: "You despise others for not being able to have a son, and you are doing immoral things. Haven't you discovered that the more you want to have something, the more you can't bear it? You usually don't accumulate virtue, and of course the Bodhisattva can't do what you want. .”

"You!" The old lady was furious, "I tore your stinky mouth."

He Wei took a sudden step forward, letting out the icy aura around him, shooting sharp eyes at the old lady, and said in a cold tone, "Who are you going to tear?"

The old lady faltered immediately.

He Wei said: "Your family has the throne to inherit, so you have to have sons? Well-educated, it's the same to have sons and daughters. If you are not well-educated, you will be finished if you have ten sons."

"How do you know I'm not well-bred?" The old lady quit and argued hard.

"Patriarchal patriarchal women are wrapped up in their brains, how can their education be better?" He Wei snarled again.

"You, you!" The old lady burst into anger.

An old man pulled her: "Say a few words, they young people, what do you know? If you don't have a son, you won't be tough in fighting."

Secretary Xia was rushing over with a few people. Hearing this, she felt bad.

A few hours ago, her mother called her and asked if she could take a leave of absence to help pick up Xiao Juju's parents in the village.

It is said that Xiao Juju is going to give birth in the city, and her parents don't know how to take a car. The first two times, brother Xiao Juju brought her with her. This year, brother Xiao Juju went to work in a distant place.

Secretary Xia didn't think much about it, so she asked for leave and went to the village to pick up someone.

Xiao Juju was Secretary Xia's childhood friend. They played together when they were young. They were both 26 years old this year, but Xiao Juju had already given birth to her third child.

In the past, they only knew that Xiao Juju married from the village to the city, and many people in the village envied her.It was only recently that I found out that because Xiao Juju gave birth to two daughters one after another, she was rejected by her husband's family.

"In-laws, are you here?" Seeing Xiao Juju's parents coming, the old man who pulled the old lady just now took the initiative to say hello.

"Well, we're here." Xiao Juju's father was sore in his heart, but he still responded roughly.

"Dad, Mom, you are here." Xiao Juju's husband had been sitting in a chair playing with his mobile phone before, but now he saw his father-in-law and mother-in-law coming, and got up to say hello.

Seeing such a scene, Secretary Xia felt even more uncomfortable.

The recently popular words flashed in her mind: If a woman does not get married, the only fault is not getting married. If she gets married, there will be countless faults. It is your fault that mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict. It's your fault, it's your fault for the child's disobedience...

Women are really hard.

In the delivery room, there was a loud cry of a baby.

The old lady was excited: "It was born, it was born, it was born, thank God, finally there is no need for a caesarean section, which is too expensive."

Realizing that the woman's parents were also here, she restrained herself and closed her mouth.

The woman's parents are not happy.In order to save her daughter from getting angry, she can only pretend to be deaf and dumb.

As soon as the doctor comes out.

The man's parents rushed up and asked, "Doctor, is it a boy or a girl?"

The woman's parents rushed up and asked, "Doctor, is my daughter okay?"

Secretary Xia suddenly felt a sore nose.

Probably such a scene is the best interpretation of in-laws and parents.

"Boy, mother and child are safe." The doctor said.

"Thank God, Bodhisattva bless you, you are finally born, you are born!" The man's mother was so happy that she folded her hands together, kept making bows, and even looked at Shen Nianshu provocatively.

Only then did they realize that Shen Nianshu and his party had already left.

The old lady seemed to be proud and exasperated, and spat: "Hey, I also said that I can't have a grandson if I don't accumulate virtue. See, this is the birth."

When the woman's parents heard that the mother and child were safe, they also wept with joy: "Xiao Juju finally gave birth to her son safely and smoothly. From now on, she won't have to suffer this pain again."

The man comforted: "Yes, Xiao Juju has finally completed the task."

The more Secretary Xia listened, the more sad she became.

Girls were raised by their parents before they got married. How could they have the task of having a son if they didn't eat a grain of rice from the man's house?