The happy little days of the Ye family

Tang Xiaojing was in a panic when he returned to the room. He couldn't remember what Doctor Li and Ye Mu usually said, and his mind went blank.

He didn't know if he could touch Ye Qingqing now, so he had to cover her with the quilt with trembling hands.

"Qingqing, how do you feel? Does your stomach hurt? Mom and grandma will be here soon."

"My stomach hurts a little, but it's okay. I can bear it."

Ye Qingqing noticed Tang Xiaojing's nervousness, put his hand in his palm, and comforted him.

"Didn't Dr. Li say that the child and I are healthy? You don't have to worry."

When Tang Xiaojing called Ye Mu, Tangshan also got up.

Tang Shan also knew that he couldn't help much, so he had to go to the kitchen silently to help boil hot water.

Mother Ye and Mrs. Ye put on their clothes and immediately trotted over to the Tang family, followed by other members of the Ye family.

After a while, a group of people arrived at the Tang family.

Wang Chunyu originally wanted to go over and help, but Xiao Qi was awakened by Tang Xiaojing just now and kept crying, so he had to stay at home to comfort the little guy.

Seeing that Tang Xiaojing was at a loss, Mother Ye quickly said:

"Giving a baby doesn't happen so quickly. You help Qingqing get up and move around first so that the cervix can open faster."

"Okay, I'll help Qingqing up now."

When Tang Xiaojing saw Ye's mother and Mrs. Ye coming over, he seemed to have a backbone in his heart.

Then Ye's mother took a liking to Mrs. Ye again and said, "Mom, you stay here with Qingqing, and I'll go to the kitchen to make her some food."

Mrs. Ye nodded, "Okay, I'm here to watch. You can go to the kitchen to work."

Mrs. Ye took out the things that Ye's mother had prepared for Ye Qingqing to give birth to the baby.

Then he and Tang Xiaojing helped Ye Qingqing walk around the house.

At this time, Ye Qingqing's stomach was throbbing, and every step he took took a lot of effort. He could only walk slowly with the help of two people.

When Ye Mu came to the kitchen, she found that Tangshan was boiling water.

Tangshan saw Ye Mu and asked anxiously:

"How is Qingqing?"

"My water just broke, so it's still early to give birth to a baby, but she seems to be in good spirits."

Ye Mu came to another stove and prepared to cook a bowl of egg noodles for Ye Qingqing.

"As long as you're in good spirits, Mr. Jing gave me a red ginseng tree a few days ago. I was preparing to make chicken soup."

"Jing boy is very careful. When the chicken soup is ready, it will be the time when Qingqing gives birth. The time is just right."

After the hot water was boiled, Tang Shan went to the backyard to kill a hen, and added red ginseng to make chicken soup for Ye Qingqing.

Ye Xilin ran fast and arrived at Wang Wenpo's house in a short while, patting the Wang family's door hard.

"Po Wang Wen, Po Wang Wen, my sister is going to give birth!"

"Wang Wenpo, help me, my sister is about to give birth!"

Hearing Ye Xilin's voice, Mrs. Wang Wen didn't even put on her clothes, so she hurriedly carried the box she usually used for delivering babies and ran out.

The two of them hurried to Tang's house.

Halfway there, Ye Xilin thought Wang Wenpo was running too slowly, so he picked her up and ran quickly to the Tang family.

When Wang Wenpo came over, she saw that Ye Qingqing's amniotic water had broken and she quickly checked the condition of her stomach.

After checking it, Wang Wenpo smiled.

"The baby's condition is pretty good, and the fetal position is correct. There is no major problem. It's still early before delivery. Let Ye Qingqing eat something and move around slowly."

Old Mrs. Ye stuffed a small piece of silver into Po Wang Wen's hand and said very affectionately:

"Qingqing's mother has already made some food. It's so late at night, so thank you for your hard work."

Tang Xiaojing on the side helped Ye Qingqing continue to move, "My father is also making chicken soup."

At this time, Ye Qingqing was already sweating profusely. When Wang Wenpo said that the child in her belly was fine, she felt relieved.

Tang Xiaojing, who was even more nervous than him, was soaked with sweat. When he saw Po Wen coming over, he felt a little more relaxed.

Not long after, Ye Mu came over with a bowl of fragrant egg noodles.

After Ye Qingqing ate the noodles and walked for a while, he felt his stomach hurt more and more.

Seeing that Ye Qingqing couldn't walk, Wang Wenpo helped her lie down on the bed, and then drove Tang Xiaojing out.

Tang Xiaojing and other members of the Ye family walked around anxiously outside the door.

Not long after, Ye Qingqing's painful moans came from inside.

Listening to Ye Qingqing's increasingly painful voice, Tang Xiaojing was particularly anxious and kept walking back and forth at the door.

Tang Xiaojing wanted to go in to accompany Ye Qingqing, but was stopped by Ye's father.

"Don't go in there and cause trouble. It's like this when giving birth. It's probably not until dawn that the baby is born."

Father Ye is already the father of three children, so he knows a lot about childbirth.

But he only looked calm, but in fact he was as panicked as Tang Xiaojing.

Wang Wenpo was afraid that Ye Qingqing would not have the strength to give birth later, so she asked her to endure it first and not to yell.

But Ye Qingqing was in so much pain that he couldn't help it and kept shouting.

Shouting and shouting, the original moans of pain turned into yelling, and they kept cursing Tang Xiaojing inside.

Tang Xiaojing's mind was blank outside, and he couldn't help, so he could only worry outside.

Just when Ye Qingqing was rolling on the bed in pain, Tang Shan brought chicken soup over.

Ye Mu opened the door and took the chicken soup. At this time, Tang Xiaojing wanted to go in to accompany Ye Qingqing, but Ye Mu refused.

Ye Mu blew the chicken soup to cool down and then brought it to Ye Qingqing's mouth to feed her.

Ye Qingqing shouted for a long time, and she was really thirsty, so she drank the whole bowl of chicken soup obediently.

After drinking the chicken soup, Ye Qingqing felt a little more energetic and full of strength.

However, Ye Qingqing discovered tragically that she was awake, but she obviously felt more pain down there.

After struggling until the first ray of morning light rose from the horizon, Ye Qingqing finally gave birth to a boy weighing 6 pounds and 7 taels.

After giving birth, Ye Qingqing was already a little exhausted and drowsy.

But she still wanted to see the child and refused to sleep.

Mother Ye and Mrs. Ye took care of Ye Qingqing who had just given birth.

Wang Wenpo tidied up the child in an orderly manner, and soon there was a sound of the child crying in the room.

When Mrs. Ye heard the child's angry cry, she cheerfully said to Ye Qingqing, who was already a little confused:

"The child is very healthy. He is a little boy. If you have a good sleep, you will see the child when you wake up."

When Ye Qingqing heard that the child was healthy, he breathed a sigh of relief and fell asleep immediately.

The Tang family father and son and several people from the Ye family outside were very excited when they heard the child's voice.

Tang Xiaojing hurriedly leaned on the door and shouted cautiously:

"Has the baby been born? How is Qingqing?"

Wang Wenpo held the child and said with a smile:

"Give birth, give birth. A big fat boy. Mother and son are safe."

When Tang Xiaojing heard that mother and son were safe, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he even cried with joy.

Tangshan beside him was very happy, hugging Father Ye's shoulders and laughing so hard that he could hardly close his mouth.