Jiangbei Yuan was gracious and did not deny it.
"It didn't really fall."
"Oh, what do you mean you didn't really throw it? What if you didn't catch it? You want to make me angry, right? The child I worked so hard to give birth to was ruined by you like this? Are you the biological father of the child?"
"talk less."
Jiang Beiyuan's voice was soft, and he held her hand and squeezed it.
"You need to have a good rest now. I went to Aunt Qiao to get some herbs to replenish qi and blood. I boiled them for you and feed them to you, okay?"
"Then you promise me not to do anything that hurts children in the future, and I'll drink it!"
"Am I stupid? I have no enmity with him, so what can I do to him?"
Jiangbeiyuan's yin and yang atmosphere.
Yan Nian snorted, and then he was satisfied. He took Jiang Beiyuan's hand and drank the soup one mouthful at a time.
"Aunt Qiao said that you were born with a cold uterus. In addition, your mood has fluctuated greatly in the past few months, and you have been depressed for a long time. That's why you suffered from dystocia and heavy bleeding."
"Oh, I don't know who caused me to become depressed and ill. I blame my son..." Yan Nian muttered softly.
She did have mood swings during her pregnancy.
Because too many things happened, she was exhausted both mentally and physically.
Jiang Beiyuan didn't speak or argue, he just looked at her straight for an instant.
He didn't dare to blink, for fear that if he blinked, she would disappear in the next second.
Seeing him worrying about gains and losses, Yan Nian sighed and stopped being angry with him. Anyway, it was over and the child was safe.
"Go inside and wash your face and shave, you're so sloppy!"
"…kindness."
After letting her lie on the bed and have a good rest, Jiang Beiyuan entered the bathroom.
When he came out feeling refreshed, he saw Jiang Guoteng sitting by the bed with his child in his arms, sending him into Yan Nian's arms.
Jiang Beiyuan walked over and frowned in displeasure, "Old man, didn't I say I would send the child over at night?"
"Oh, the child has been crying, he must be hungry, how can you let him not see his mother for a day, right?"
It's a boy.
A small group.
Although she was born a month prematurely, she is very healthy. She was born weighing 6 pounds and 2 taels. All indicators have been checked and there are no problems.
The child has fair skin, long eyelashes, unopened eyebrows, a small nose, small eyes, and a small mouth. His little hands are curled up, as if he is stretching.
Yan Nian felt warm in his heart.
This is the feeling of connecting hearts between mother and child!
"Husband, our son is a bit ugly!"
He has small eyes, a flabby nose, and is holding his mouth shut. It doesn’t look good!
"Well, it's an ugly one." Jiang Beiyuan followed Yan Nian's words and sarcastically mocked the child.
"I'm convinced, you parents really don't think your child is ugly? You are both good-looking, so the genes are naturally not much different, and they will look better if they grow longer!"
Jiang Guoteng said to Jiangbeiyuan with a straight face, then smiled and looked at Yan Nian.
"I asked an old fortune teller to do some calculations. They said that you lost too much amniotic fluid when you gave birth. This child is destined to be short of water. He needs a name with three or four characters. Every word must contain water, otherwise he will not be able to hold it down."
"Okay, you're the one bringing water, right? Then I have to think about it!"
Yan Nian is also quite superstitious. She had given her child several names before, but when the master said that the child was destined to be short of water, she had to reconsider.
Jiang Beiyuan on the side snorted: "Let's just call it Jiang Sanshui, or Jiang Sishui."
Jiang Guoteng: "..."
Yan Nian: "..."
Yan Nian was about to breastfeed the child, so Jiang Guoteng went out.
Jiang Beiyuan did not leave, but stood directly beside him, looking straight at Yan Nian.
(End of chapter)