The general's wife is sick

The sound of fighting on the battlefield stopped, the rain gradually subsided, and the dark clouds gradually dispersed.

The gate of the city was opened wide, and the soldiers began to clean the battlefield, pulling out the small flat car to push the corpses, and the horn sounded again, and the people in Yingkou could understand the signal of the end of the crisis.

The servant in the mansion was panting heavily, and ran to the gate of the city, and every time he saw a soldier, he would drag him and ask where General Xiong was. Li Niu of Liu heard that there was an urgent matter in the mansion, Li Niu slapped his thigh, "Come with me, I know where the general is!"

Following Li Niu to find Xiong Jinghai, the boy was anxious and only said the word "sheng". The next second, Xiong Jinghai stepped onto the black cloud, tightened the reins, turned his horse's head and ran towards the mansion.

The boy gasped for breath, but he only had two legs, so he had to run back again.

At the gate of the courtyard, Xiong Jinghai let go of the rein, jumped off the black cloud, and flew towards the mansion. At the second gate, he happened to catch up with Sima Jun who had returned from the private school.

Sima Jun was also in a hurry, his usual poise was gone at this moment, he hurried to the inner courtyard.Xiong Jinghai was anxious, he didn't salute Sima Jun, he just called "Master" and wanted to walk past him.

A gust of bloody wind blew up beside him, Sima Jun frowned, and called to stop him, "Stop! Go and wash yourself before going to see Liu'er!"

Xiong Jinghai kept walking, "Master, Liu'er is about to give birth..."

"It's because he's going to give birth so he won't be able to see the blood on your body. You want to accumulate blessings with the child, go!" Sima Jun walked past him after a slight pause, and Xiong Jinghai had to take off his blood-stained shirt while walking , walked to the water tank, and poured water on his body with a ladle.

Sima Jun came all the way to the backyard. Seeing him, Mrs. Ji felt a big stone in her heart fall to the ground, "Liu'er has not made a sound until now. It has been more than half an hour and she hasn't been born yet. Go in and have a look."

A few maids cleaning the outer courtyard were whispering, but Sima Jun slapped them, and they shut their mouths quickly.

"With me here, I will not let Liu'er suffer any damage! Composition, go to my room and get the medicine box, Miss Chun will bring two basins of water, and the rest of you will shut your mouth, and let me hear a private word, I will poison you all!"

The old lady Ji was impatient just now and had no time to talk to them, so she narrowed her eyes at this moment, "Get out!"

Sima Jun rolled up his sleeves and entered the room, the door was closed again, and the medicine box was brought in, the door was reopened, but Ji Liu's voice was still not heard in the room, and the old lady Ji was pacing anxiously at the door.

As soon as Cheng Cheng entered the room, Xiong Jinghai changed into clean clothes and arrived at the door with a wet body. Suddenly, everyone heard Ji Liu's painful cries from inside the room. Xiong Jinghai stepped up the steps and opened the door to enter.

The old lady Ji grabbed him, "Nonsense, you can also enter the room where the baby is born?!"

"Grandmother, you let me in, Liu'er is crying, I don't worry about it." Xiong Jinghai didn't dare to shake old lady Ji away, he could only suppress the heart that was about to pop out of his throat, and begged old lady Ji to let him in .

"Sima has already gone in, you can't do anything but make trouble when you go in now, just wait for me!"

While the two were talking, Sister Chun came out to change a basin of bloody water. Xiong Jinghai took the opportunity to stick his head in, and only saw the screen at the door, but he couldn't see anything inside.

Sister Chun didn't say a word, and entered the room again with hot water. The moment the door closed, Xiong Jinghai shrank his head back.

"You stay here honestly, if Liu Ersheng is affected..."

Before the old lady Ji finished speaking, she heard a baby crying from inside the room, "Wow..."

"It's born! It's born!" Xiong Jinghai stared wide-eyed, Ji Liu was born, his child was born!

The old lady Ji quickly put her hands together and said to the Buddha, "Amitabha, God bless you."

The cries of the first child continued, and the cries of the second child came again. The two babies' immature cries mixed together, causing everyone outside the door to show joyful expressions on their faces.

In the bath tub inside the house, Mrs. Wen was washing the blood off the newborn baby one by one, and Sima Jun was giving Ji Liu an injection. Under the continuous severe pain, Ji Liu's consciousness began to slacken, and he had no strength left.

"Liu'er, wake up, there is still a child in your belly." Sima Jun was skilled in acupuncture, and the acupuncture points were extremely accurate.

Ji Liu is a twin. Due to physical reasons, his pelvis is not as cracked as a woman's pelvis. It is indeed difficult to give birth to a child.But the amniotic fluid broke for so long, and Ji Liu gave birth to the first two and exhausted all his energy. If the third child cannot come out earlier, the longer he stays in the mother's body, the greater the risk of suffocation.

"Master, I have no strength." Ji Liu's lips were pale, his face was covered with sweat, his hair stuck to his forehead in strands, as if he had just come out of the water.

Seeing the effect of the needle, Sima Jun talked to him, "Take a break for a while, and follow my hand for a while, and I will help you push this little troublemaker out of your stomach."

"No, Master, push it out, your head will be crushed." Ji Liu shook his head, he didn't want to see his child as a monster with a flat head.

The ingredient brought a bowl of water, which is ginseng soup made from ginseng, to replenish Ji Liu's strength, Sima Jun fed him to drink, "Listen to you, finish this, let's try again."

The stomach started to hurt again, the little guy had been holding it back for a long time, making a fuss in his stomach, Ji Liu knocked over the ginseng soup bowl, "Ah..."

Cheng Cheng backed away to make room, and Granny Wen immediately stepped forward to check on Ji Liu's situation, and everyone present was sweating profusely from the third child's trouble.

The people outside the house fell silent after hearing two cries, and their downhearted hearts rose again.

Xiong Jinghai grew up in the military camp. Apart from the first time he went to the battlefield, he felt terrified, and now is the second time he has this feeling.

"Grandmother, nothing will happen to Liu'er, right?"

"Bah, what nonsense!" Mrs. Ji was very taboo about such unlucky words when Ji Liu gave birth to a child, and Xiong Jinghai said whatever she was taboo about.

"I'm talking nonsense, Liu'er will be fine." A generation of iron-blooded generals almost turned into a gecko on the door when his wife gave birth.

Sima Jun gave Ji Liu another injection. Ji Liu held his breath, and the bed sheet under his hand was tightly grabbed, and Mrs. Wen shouted in surprise, "Young Madam, use your strength, you've seen your head!"

When his eyes went dark, Ji Liu felt that all his energy in this life had been used up on this bed, and beside his ear, he heard the majestic and powerful cry of the third child.

"Congratulations, young lady, all young masters are healthy."

Granny Wen held the third son who had just cleaned up in her hands, and Ji Liu fell asleep after only one glance.

When I woke up again, the candles were dim, and the baby had been fed by the nurse, and was sleeping in the cradle under the bed.

Ji Liu only felt that his body was in severe pain, and he was limp and had no strength. There was movement on his side, and Xiong Jinghai leaned over, "Wake up."

"Well, what are you doing?"

Xiong Jinghai smiled, and raised the two-color silk thread in his hand, "The three brats look exactly alike, I'll mark them."

"make a mark?"

Helping Ji Liu up and sitting down, Xiong Jinghai continued the work in hand. It was the first time for his big rough hand holding a knife to do such delicate work. He carefully took the boss's arm out of its swaddle, like treating a Like a precious cultural relic, carefully wrap the silk thread around his wrist.

After going around twice, he murmured, "The boss uses red ones, the second one uses blue ones, and the third one doesn't need to go around."

Looking at his actions, Ji Liu thought it was ridiculous, "Be careful not to wake them up,"

"It's okay, she's very well-behaved, she cried twice when she was hungry, and fell asleep again when she was full."

"Have you ever considered that silk thread can actually be wrapped around their swaddling clothes?"

"..."

"I want to see them."

Xiong Jinghai wrapped the quilt around Ji Liu's body and hugged him up.

Ji Liu subconsciously put his arms around his neck, and Xiong Jinghai hugged him like this and stood beside the third son's cradle bed. The three little ones slept soundly, and were stared at lovingly by the two "old fathers" for a long time. There is a tendency to sobriety.

After a while, Ji Liu said, "They do look the same."

"Well, from the first child."

"Ugly is the same as ugly."

"..." Xiong Jinghai was speechless, "Grandmother said they haven't bloomed yet, and they will be white, tender and beautiful after two days."

Xiong Jinghai sat back on the bed, hugged Ji Liu into his arms, remained silent for a while, and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

There seemed to be a thousand words, but when it came to his mouth, there was only this one sentence.

Ji Liu sighed, "I thought I would die on the bed, I've never been in such pain since I was a child."

"There will be no more children in the future, these three brats are enough."

Ji Liu breathed a sigh of relief, and said unconsciously, "Fortunately, it's here."

"What?" Xiong Jinghai asked.

"It's nothing."

Three sons, this is fortunately in ancient times, if it is in modern times, how can we raise the three proper construction banks.

The night was quiet and the atmosphere was warm, Xiong Jinghai put his arms around Ji Liu and whispered how anxious he was when he was waiting outside the door for Ji Liu to give birth.

"If grandma hadn't stopped me, I would have rushed in to accompany you."

Maybe it's because of going through a big difficulty in life, Ji Liu's mind is extremely peaceful, "It's over, have you figured out the names of the three of them?"

"Think about it, the boss is Zhan Qi, the second is Zhan Ping, and the third is Zhan Yi."

Ji Liu glared at him, "Can you be more reliable?"

"Isn't it good?" Xiong Jinghai asked, "When they were about to be born, when the war started, the eldest would call Zhanqi, and the second child would be in the middle, and when the war subsided, it would be called Zhanping. It’s called fighting spirit, how good it is!”

"You haven't fought enough wars yourself, and you want them to continue fighting?"

"Then what do you mean?"

"One day the war will subside, and peace is the prerequisite for development. I hope that the era they live in is peaceful and peaceful. There is no war. You and your father are fighting on the battlefield. Have you ever thought about how much your mother and Zhengli worry about in the center of the mansion all day long?" .”

Xiong Jinghai nodded, "Then get up."

Ji Liu shook his head, "You should write a letter to ask your parents what they mean. Grandmother and master may have prepared many names."

"Then you give them nicknames, grandma said, the eldest, the second, and the third are not pleasant to call like that."

"The name you choose can be used as a nickname."

Hearing what Ji Liu said, Xiong Jinghai asked, "Didn't you just say that you don't want them to continue fighting?"

"I don't want them to continue fighting, but they are your sons after all. A general's son may not fight, but he must not be ignorant of fighting. They must learn the art of war, learn how to use soldiers, learn to distinguish right from wrong, and make them use them well."

Between the lines, Ji Liu was still full of hope for these three sons, and Xiong Jinghai felt the same way, "Okay, listen to you."