Chongxi little husband

Earlier when Zhang Ji called for someone for the first time, he had already alarmed other people outside, so before he finished speaking the second time, except for the people who were sent to call the doctor before, Aunt Fang Yahua and others all came, but the second time The one who rushed in was Fu Bo who had been waiting outside the door.

"master……"

"Uncle Fu, is Mo Langzhong back? If not, go and find Mo Langzhong quickly, Yan'er has a stomachache! Go!"

"Yes!" The last shout woke Fu Bo up, and at the same time shocked the people behind him.

Fang Ya also rushed in, almost colliding with Uncle Fu, with a nervous face, "What's wrong with Yan'er? What's wrong? How can you get a belly..." Before she finished speaking, her face suddenly changed. When she saw the dialect , she became more nervous and stuttered, "Is it, is it going to give birth?"

Zhang Ji kept helping the dialect to wipe off the sweat on his face, he couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this, and then suddenly realized that he didn't think about it for a while in a hurry.

Thinking back to what grandma and the others said in the past, I couldn't help but calm down, took a deep breath and held dialect's hand to comfort him in a gentle voice, "Yan'er, it's okay, I've gone to call Mo Langzhong, he'll be there soon, I Nothing will happen to you and the baby, just relax."

"That's right, Yan'er, don't be nervous, everyone is here, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it, don't be afraid."

Fortunately, the pain will be relieved for the time being. Fang Yan looked at Zhang Ji and Fang Ya, tried to pull out a tired smile, "Well, I want to drink some water."

"Oh, do you want to drink water? Okay, I'll get it for you." Fang Ya hurriedly said, and ran to the table, touched the teapot and found that it was already cold, and quickly ran out with the teapot, intending to change it. Here comes the jug of hot water.

But at the door, he ran into Chen Daniu who happened to be holding a teapot.Chen Daniu gave her his own, and said at the same time: "Ms. Hua asked me to send it. It is warm and not hot. In the kitchen, Mrs. Du and the others are already boiling water, and they have sent people to the village to find a stable woman. Don't worry about them."

"Ok."

"Take it in quickly, I'm right outside, if you need anything, just call out."

"Ah."

Zhang Ji glanced back, then turned back, and continued to comfort Fang Yan, "Be patient, they have already gone to find someone, and it will be over soon."

As a result, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth after he finished speaking. Although he hadn't seen it in person, he also knew that the child was born soon.

Dialect was amused by him, his stomach didn't hurt so much now, and he was a little more spirited to speak, "Well, I know, I believe our son can't bear to torment me like this, don't you see that my aunt and the others say they are pregnant?" Is it always noisy, don't I just eat and sleep well these days? Probably that's why he wants to come out in a hurry. "

Zhang Ji knew that he was doing it to make himself feel at ease, so he couldn't help being very distressed, and quickly interrupted him, "Well, I think so, I have to teach him when he comes out, how can I make his father suffer so much! Does it hurt? Do you want to sleep?"

"It doesn't hurt now."

Fang Yan smiled, covering up the slight throbbing pain, but this point is indeed negligible compared to just now, "I don't want to sleep for the time being...how about you hug me and talk with me."

Zhang Ji was so distressed that he couldn't agree, so he changed his position, carefully helped Fang Yan and sat behind him, letting him lean against him, while he stretched out his hand in front of him and gently stroked his belly.

The dialect is not hindered, and it seems to be much more comfortable.

It was just because of the previous sweating that her body was sticky and uncomfortable, but before they could speak, Fang Ya came back.

Fang Ya told them again what Chen Daniu had said, and came over with the poured water, "The water is warm, just right, come here." But the cup was not given to Dialect, and he fed it by himself.

The glass was quickly finished, "Do you want more?"

"One more glass, thank you, sister."

"Thank you? It should have been." Fang Ya accused half-truthfully, "As long as you and the baby in your belly are fine. I'm just waiting to be an aunt~"

Dialect couldn't help but smiled shallowly, "Yes."

"Master, Mr. Mo is here." Following Uncle Fu's breathless words, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps at the door.

The three people in the room looked out at the same time, and saw a lot of people pouring in from the door, the voice of my aunt Zhang Xiulian was the loudest.

"What's wrong? Brother Yan doesn't feel well after all?"

Uncle Zhang Ruixiang stopped him, "Don't squeeze, let Mr. Mo take a look."

Seeing so many people coming in, Fang Ya quickly got up and backed away to give up her seat. The aunt and grandma didn't dare to squeeze Mo Langzhong's seat, and she was afraid of disturbing him, so she dragged Fang Ya to ask.

The main reason is that they were all frightened by what happened at home before, and they almost fainted when they heard the dialect.

If you don't see it for yourself, how can you feel at ease?

When he saw Fang Yan leaning against Zhang Ji with a pale face, he was so anxious that his face was almost the same as Fang Yan's.

Tonight, I lost a grandson and a great-grandson in a row, so nothing can happen again.During this journey, the two of them did not know how many times they prayed for the blessings of God and their ancestors.

Fang Ya didn't know the details, but she hurriedly told them what she knew, and comforted them by the way, "Don't worry, Mr. Mo is here, and he has already gone to the village to call Mrs. Wen, and he will be there soon."

"Wen Po?" Zhang Xiulian was taken aback, "Brother Yan is about to give birth?"

"We're just worried ... just to be on the safe side, so just be prepared."

"But..." Zhang Xiulian counted silently with her fingers, anxious, "But the month hasn't arrived yet? It's only been more than seven months..."

Thinking of the scene of Cui'e before, the faces of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law turned pale, and they almost fainted. Fortunately, Zhang Ruixiang helped him in time. When they recovered, their hands were shaking, their bodies were weak, and their eyes were fixed on With Mo Langzhong.

In fact, it wasn't just the two of them, everyone in the room was staring at it, but Mo Langzhong took the pulse of the dialect with a dignified expression against everyone's gaze, and remained silent.Soon after, the other voices in the room were muffled until they disappeared, and there was a moment of silence.

Seeing Mo Langzhong's expression, Fang Yan gradually became tense involuntarily, and then began to feel a dull pain in his stomach.

What he didn't fully tell Zhang Ji before was his dream. The baby was swallowed by those bloody things in the end, and no matter how much he dragged and rescued, he couldn't save it.Later, when his stomach hurt, he was terrified, fearing that his child would also be bloody like that Cui'e or Zhang Chunyan... and then disappear.

"Well……"

"Yan'er! Langzhong Mo..."

"Pour a glass of water." Mo Langzhong frowned slightly, and gave everyone a comforting look, "Master Zhang, don't worry, Fang Zhengjun and the baby in his belly are fine, but Fang Zhengjun has been frightened repeatedly and caused agitation." If you have fetal gas, take a good rest recently, don't be too emotional, calm your nerves and nourish your fetus, and you will be fine.

The tea that your family often drinks has the effect of nourishing the body and calming the nerves. I will prescribe a prescription for nourishing the fetus. "

As he spoke, he stood up and moved away from his seat, but Fang Ya poured water over, and Zhang Ji took it by himself and fed it to Dialect himself.

Behind Zhang Luoshi was especially worried, and asked: "Mr. Mo, brother Yan, isn't he about to give birth?"

In fact, if it wasn't for the little daughter-in-law's calculations before, they would have almost forgotten it. If you just look at the dialect's belly, anyone would think that his movements are the rhythm of giving birth.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking at Dialect's stomach again, feeling even more uneasy, because what happened tonight made her too frightened, if she didn't ask clearly, she wouldn't feel at ease.

"Then show Brother Yan that his stomach is so big... It's our fault that we always urge him to eat more. Will it be dangerous to have a baby like this?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Zhang Xiulian hastily agreed, feeling regretful in her heart.

Those who have given birth to children should have known that if the fetus is too big, they will suffer a lot during the birth... But when they found out that Brother Yan was pregnant, they only cared about being happy, and only wanted to let him eat well, but forgot this Stubble...

Hearing this, Mo Langzhong had just noticed this, so he couldn't help but turn around to look at it, and then sat down again to check it again.

Knowing that the dialect was fine for the time being, everyone in the room let go of their worries a little, and old man Zhang's face was no longer so tense. He patted his younger son and signaled to go out first, Zhang Ruixiang nodded and followed him out.

Zhang Xiulian and the other three people in the room noticed it, but they only took a glance and then turned their attention to the bedside.

This time Mo Lang had been diagnosed for a long time, and even both hands were examined. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression became serious again, which made everyone's hearts hang high again. They were so nervous that they wanted to ask, but were afraid of disturbing , had to stare anxiously back and forth between him and the dialect.

Everyone waited with bated breath, feeling as if a hundred years had passed.Finally, Mo Langzhong withdrew his hand and raised his eyes.

Zhang Jifangyan involuntarily held his breath and stared at Mo Langzhong, very worried that he might say something bad.

The same goes for Fang Ya and the other three who squeezed to the end of the bed.

Mo Langzhong slowly swept across the crowd, and suddenly he stroked his beard and smiled, "Congratulations to Mr. Zhang and Mr. Fang Zheng. It was because I was stupid before that I failed to see that Mr. Fang Zheng was pregnant with twins."

"what?"

"Twins, twins?!"

Seeing their shocked expressions, Mo Langzhong still smiled, "That's right, I looked carefully just now, that's right, that's why Mr. Fangzheng is so big before the number of months is up.

Well, although twins are rare, they are not uncommon in our dynasty, so don't worry, Fang Zhengjun will still have a good rest afterward, don't do this again, otherwise it will be useless to the baby in the womb. "

"really?"

Compared with other people's surprises, Dialect is still a little unbelievable, because what he dreamed about before was just a child!So I unconsciously asked again.

Fang Ya thought he was worried because of the twins, so she comforted him with a smile and said, "With Mo Langzhong's medical skills, there should be no mistakes. Yan'er, you can rest at ease and don't worry about family affairs. What about all of us?" .”

Originally, Dialect came back this time for their workshop and dyeing workshop, because they tried it with some ordinary white cloth, but found that they couldn't dye the dialect kind, so they asked him to come back to have a look.

But no matter what, he couldn't worry about it anymore.

Although the twins were pleasantly surprised, the danger of giving birth was higher than that of a single child. In addition, I was frightened again tonight. Fortunately, the doctor is in the village, otherwise I don't know what will happen.

Zhang Ji was also pleasantly surprised, but quickly came back to his senses. He glanced at the dialect, pondered for a moment and said to Mo Langzhong: "I know that such a request is unreasonable, but can I ask you to stay here for a while? I am really worried Son."

Everyone else's eyes lit up when they heard this, and Qiqi looked at Mo Langzhong expectantly.Mo Langzhong did not disappoint them either, he just agreed after a little consideration.

Although it was a false alarm, everyone was very happy when they dispersed in the end. Even Wen Po, who was woken up in the middle of the night but was of no use, also felt for them after hearing that the dialect was pregnant with twins. Happy, not angry at all.

The hot water that was boiled in a hurry was still used up. Zhang Ji asked someone to bring some hot water in. He personally helped Dialect wipe himself and changed his clothes. Fang Yan was hugged into his arms and kissed his forehead with great attachment.

"Go to sleep."

Fang Yan raised his head and kissed back, lowered his head and leaned against Zhang Ji's chest, rubbed it lightly, responded, and really closed his eyes.

I found that after the previous toss, this will be a little sleepy again.

The blood-red dream did not reappear this time.

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