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    Qi Yun stood in the corner, his waist upright, his eyes watching the people in and out of the room.

    Having a baby doesn't just fall down and give birth. There is a process. At this moment, a strong and stable woman is helping Ye Jiao walk back and forth, advising, "second Lady, it will be easier to have a baby after a walk. Don't worry. Take your time."

    Liu also appeased: "whether it hurts or not, Jiao Niang is good, walk slowly." Then she said to Mrs. Liu, "come on, go and hurry up the Scald."

    Ye Jiao followed obediently, but as she walked, she still looked longingly at Qi Yun: "Xianggong, I still want to eat Chicken Noodle Soup."

    On hearing this, Liu immediately said, "are you hungry?" Hurry up, cook a bowl of noodles and eat more strength. "

    Xiao Su just wanted to say that it had been cooked, but immediately remembered the mess that had just been cleaned up in the panic, and immediately understood that the bowl of noodles might not have been eaten in Ye Jiao's mouth.

    Qi Yun, on the other hand, reacted faster than anyone else. Without waiting for others to say anything, Qi Yun took the initiative and said, "I'll ask someone to cook it again." With that, he strode out.

    Ye Jiao was stupefied for a moment. After all, Qi Yun always moved his mouth and never urged him to do it himself, but now it seems abnormal.

    Liu, on the other hand, knew his second son so well that he couldn't help holding on to the other side of Ye Jiao, laughing uncontrollably in his voice: "Erlang is in a hurry. He can't stay even if he stays. It may be looser and faster to find something to do."

    Qi Yun is a little busy now.

    Usually is the most calm but people, but now the heart is like a mess, can not be sorted out.

    When he came back with a bowl of noodles again, Ye Jiao was still walking slowly, but now the pain was obviously more frequent than just now. When she walked a few steps, she had to frown and hum a few times. Listening to grievances, Qi Yun immediately became anxious.

    How long has it been? why aren't you done?!

    Liu, on the other hand, saw Qi Yun's mind and immediately took over the noodle bowl, with the other hand pushing behind him: "Don't make trouble here, go out and wait outside."

    Qi Yun took two steps, but quickly turned back and walked straight to Ye Jiao.

    Usually in front of others, even though they were close, they never made too much intimacy, but this time Qi Yun didn't care if anyone else was watching, so he reached out and hugged Ye Jiao.

    He didn't have much strength around the man, and he was very careful, lest he might break her with a little effort.

    Ye Jiao was a little strange, but she still leaned her head against the man's chest, reached out and patted him on the back: "Don't worry, it's all right, it'll be over soon."

    "you eat well, and I'm right outside."

    "OK, I see, Mr. Xiang, you breathe. I hear your heart beating so fast."

    Liu covered the corner of his mouth with a veil, thinking that he really didn't know who was going to have a baby just by listening to this.

    In the past, what hurt Liu most was Qi Yun. His Erlang was weak and weak, and he was prone to illness. Liu was of course full of concern and worry.

    But now looking at such a personal pile standing here, it is of no help at all, it is still thrown out clean.

    So Qi Yun was quickly pushed to the outer room and stood there, staring at the closed inner door, not knowing what he was thinking.

    Because of the noise outside, Qi Ming saw Qi Ying like this, so he reached out and pulled him and said, "second Brother, you have a rest, your mother is right, you can't help, you'd better sit and wait."

    Qi Yun sat down with his strength this time, but his brow was frowned and his voice was a little anxious: "Niao Niang is working too hard."

    Qi Ming wanted to say very much that even if he was young, he knew that giving birth was hard work and could not come out easily, but he did not want to frighten Qi Yun with these words, but he just said, "the second brother is not in a hurry. The mother just said that the second sister-in-law is in good condition. It must be smooth. The second brother is waiting."

    But it wasn't long before I heard Ye Jiao's cry of pain, and the sound of the steady woman shouting "force".

    Seeing a large number of people coming in and out carrying Scald, Qi Ming went to help lift the curtain. This sound did not frighten him, but Qi Yun, who suddenly stood up from his chair, startled him.

    At this moment, someone came in.

    Now both Qi Fu and Qi Zhao have not come back on Zhuangzi. Fang, as a sister-in-law, naturally wants to come and have a look when he hears that his second brother and sister-in-law have started.

    Let the woman take care of the stone, she ran in a hurry.

    I wanted to help, but as soon as I entered the door, I saw the scene of Qi Yun rising from the ground.

    This surprised Fang at first, and then couldn't help laughing.

    It was not what she wanted to laugh. She had seen a lot of Qi Yun's indifference, or else she looked gloomy and indifferent, and now it was interesting to suddenly see such a panic.

    But soon Fang stopped laughing and asked Qi Ming, "where are the brothers and sisters?"

    Without waiting for Qi Ming to answer, there was another cry of pain in the inner room, and Fang knew that Ye Jiao had begun to give birth.

    Regardless of the look of the two brothers, Fang rushed into the inner room to help, while Qi Ming stood outside to help lift the curtain, and did not forget to comfort his second brother: "second brother, you are more stable, second sister-in-law has been very hard, don't let her worry about you."

    If you think about it a little bit, you can think clearly. Now that Ye Jiao is inside, I'm afraid she can't think of anything, and she doesn't have a mind to worry about the public security on the outside.

    It happened that Qi Yun was pressed on the chair by this sentence.

    Yes, don't let Jiao Niang worry, she has been working very hard.

    Qi Yun clenched his hands into fists on his legs, his mouth closed, clenched his teeth, and sat rigidly motionless for a long time.

    It's just that Ye Jiao's every painful cry can make him shake, but he just doesn't move and sits there, looking grim.

    On the contrary, the appearance of such a stone statue worried Qi Ming. As he still remembered, Qi Yun's body was weak, and he was particularly worried about Ye Jiao. He would be in trouble if he was in a hurry to get sick.

    Lifting the curtain, Qi Ming could not help asking, "second Brother, what are you thinking?"

    Qi Yun did not even look at him, but said in a low voice, "if this child dares not to be filial to his wife in the future.". Huh. "

    Although Qi Yun did not say the latter words, Qi Ming got a chill on his back.

    Secretly wiping the sweat on the tip of his nose, Qi Ming said in his heart to his unborn niece and niece, remember to be good, or else he can hold his sister-in-law's thigh tightly.

    Anyway, the second brother only listens to the second sister-in-law.

    Ye Jiao knew nothing about the movement outside. When she lay flat on the bed, the little ginseng felt as if her soul had been stripped off.

    It is true that she has the essence of ginseng, but she is an ordinary person after all, no different from ordinary people.

    The pain will still hurt, even if the stable woman said not to shout, to save energy, but Ye Jiao will still shout twice.

    It hurts.

    In fact, what the steady woman and Liu Shi said was that she was very smooth and would not suffer too much, but the little ginseng had not eaten any bitterness since she became a human being, and she had been forcefully fed by Qi Yun. She could not bear the pain at all, and could not bear the pain a little.

    Just when the pain was the worst, her head thought, is this a human being?

    It hurts, it gets sick, it hurts.

    Xianggong used to be sick, and when he heard his family say that he was sick several times, he went to hell. Would the Xianggong be uncomfortable at that time?

    But Xianggong never said, Xianggong is so strong.

    But the little ginseng is not strong, pain, she will say!

    But before she really cried out, she vaguely listened to people say she was born, and then heard a loud cry.

    The cry is so loud that can't ignore it even if want to ignore it.

    Outside, the morning light faded, dispelling the gloom of the night, and Blackie raised a loud cry when the sun rose slightly.

    Liu was there all the time, with surprise in his eyes.

    From the start to birth, but more than an hour, this is a bit too fast, and look at the child is not small, so smooth is really a rare thing.

    And the doll was not born as red as an ordinary child, but with pink, although it can not be said to be white, but looks painfully soft.

    Wipe the child clean and wrap it up, Liu did not take it out, but sat sideways beside Ye Jiao, smiling unstoppably on his face: "Niang Niang, look, this is your son, the eyebrows and eyes are really beautiful." With that, he put the child next to Ye Jiao.

    For the time being, Little Ginseng has not changed to the mode of being a mother, nor does she feel that there will be a flourishing maternal love immediately after giving birth to a baby. she just thinks, it's good that Chicken Noodle Soup didn't eat that bowl of food for free, or at least she's not hungry now.

    But he still thought unconsciously in his head that he did not know whether he was hungry or cold, and made him up in the middle of the night. It was estimated that he had not slept until now. He should be allowed to sleep. He was weak and would be ill if he could not rest well.

    But all the words were just turned around in my head, and nothing was said in the end.

    Her eyelids fought and soon became tired.

    But the little ginseng did not go to sleep, but tried to turn his head and stubbornly went to see the child's head.

    It's a pink baby with a soft face. He doesn't cry anymore, but his mouth is cute when he beeps up.

    Ye Jiao glanced at her child's face and finally fixed her eyes on the top of her head.

    When Ye Jiao saw that the small head with soft fetal hair was clean and clean, Ye Jiao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

    That's nice. No grass.

    Then, after all, she couldn't bear the tiredness and didn't have time to take a closer look at her child. Ye Jiao tilted her head, pressed her face against the baby's swaddling clothes, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

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