Old man Shen fell down the hillside to collect herbs half a year ago, and almost died. His waist and legs were broken, so he had to be paralyzed in bed. He was tortured by injuries and pains for half a year, and his whole body was so thin that he was out of shape.
When he saw Mrs. Shen coming in with a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his old and haggard face, "Xiujuan gave birth, a boy and a girl?"
"Girl!" Old Mrs. Shen shouted excitedly, quickly hugged the little baby to the bed, and handed it in his direction, "Old man, our old Shen family finally has a baby girl, the girl you've been looking forward to! Look, isn't it pretty? Does it look like her parents?"
Seeing the quiet and well-behaved little girl with closed eyes, Old Man Shen was overjoyed, his cloudy eyes seemed to glow with brilliance, he stretched out his hand and carefully took the swaddle, and kept boasting: "Pretty! So beautiful! Baby, I'm your grandpa. Come on, open your eyes and see Grandpa!"
"Go, the baby is just born, how can I open my eyes? Even if I open my eyes, who wants to see your old face? And don't be so loud, what if you scare the baby?" The old lady was disgusted, and hurriedly wanted to take the baby back.
Old man Shen was reluctant to let go, but thinking of his poor health, he was afraid of affecting the baby, so he could only let go and let the old lady take the baby back.
The whole family was immersed in the joy of having just added a little girl. After Mrs. Shen held the baby and showed it to several grandchildren one by one, she carried the baby back to the back room.
"My daughter is very good, she hasn't cried all the time." Old lady Shen smiled happily, and handed the child back to Lin Xiujuan, and said softly, "Xiujuan, please feed the baby first, and I'll cook chicken soup for you to nourish your body."
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiujuan said quickly: "Mom, don't kill that old hen, keep it to lay eggs."
"You're the one who talks a lot! I don't want you to intervene in my affairs. You and Jianlin should think about what to name your daughter!" After finishing speaking, Mrs. Shen left in a hurry. It seemed that she had made up her mind.
Lin Xiujuan hugged the baby, looked at Shen Jianlin who was sitting next to her, and said distressedly: "You didn't persuade your mother. It's a pity that the old hen was killed. Our family only has the chicken that lays eggs. When I was pregnant with my baby, my mother made me a lot of stewed chicken soup. Now I want to kill the last chicken. How can I do it? Go and persuade your mother."
Shen Jianlin was staring dotingly at his newborn daughter, full of joy. He didn't have time to think so much. He said with a simple smile, "It's okay, it's nothing, a chicken is nothing. It's not that you just gave birth, and it's important to make up your body. Let's buy some more when you earn money tomorrow."
Lin Xiujuan sighed regretfully when she saw that they were stubborn and had no choice.
Although the Shen family is very poor, very poor, and she has suffered a lot from marrying Shen Jianlin, but she is willing because the Shen family treats her really well, the old man and the old lady treat her as their own daughter, and give her everything that is good first. Sometimes she feels that she is her own, and Shen Jianlin is a picked son.
And Shen Jianlin also loves her very much, and always speaks softly to her, unlike other men who boss around his wife, even beat and scold her. Therefore, Lin Xiujuan also repaid him with sincerity, and she could be said to be a model couple in the village.
In the evening, the whole family had dinner, except for old man Shen who couldn't get out of bed, the whole family crowded in the back room to watch the little girl.
(end of this chapter)