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Chapter 370: Dongqing Earthquake (2)

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With that said, the three of them arrived at Feng Jin's mansion.

When Jiang Pengji saw Feng Jin, who had not seen him for a few days, she was startled by the thick blue in the eyes of the other party.

"Huaiyu, how many days have you not slept?"

"Three or four days..."

Feng Jin smelled the alcohol and fat smell on the two of them, and was so tired that he didn't have the energy to investigate.

Jiang Pengji complained, "You haven't slept for three or four days? You are preparing to go to immortal cultivation."

Xiuxian stayed up late, this is what Jiang Pengji knew from the audience in the live broadcast room.

Feng Jin raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows to make himself more awake, and did not have the energy to investigate what the hell Xiuxian was.

"Jingxian's stomach hurts a lot these days. She went into the delivery room several times, and finally came out again."

Every time he was disturbed, he was so nervous that he couldn't sleep.

This child sincerely tossed this pair of inexperienced parents.

Accompanying his wife from the moment of her pregnancy to the present, Feng Jin has also been tossed enough, and she understands the difficulties of being a parent more and more.

According to the customs of ancient times, the father only needs to sow the seed, and then wait until October to conceive and take the child from the midwife.

At the beginning of the "house arrest" of Feng Jin and his wife, Wei Jingxian was found to be pregnant, and many things could only be solved by the husband and wife.

The more involved he became, the more at ease he felt as a father.

"now what?"

Feng Jin said, "The midwife made old ginseng chicken soup, and I'm drinking it right now."

"I asked Taxue to send some good old ginseng. I heard that it is good for mothers."

Feng Jin nodded when he heard the words. He had seen the old ginseng, but the medicinal properties of the old ginseng could not be said. He was preparing to use it during production.

He probably hadn't slept for several days, his mind turned a little slow, and it took a while to react.

"Lanting, why are you here today?"

"After Ta Xue sent the old ginseng, he went back and told me that Jingxian was going to give birth in two days. I was worried that you would not be able to handle the lack of manpower here, so I volunteered to make up the number." Jiang Pengji lived in Shangjing and often came here Feng Jin is here, and he is familiar with his maid. As soon as he enters the house, he asks the maid to make a pot of refreshing hot tea, "Drink tea to refresh your mind, don't fall asleep for a while."

Feng Jin thanked tiredly, "Thank you."

He has been tense these days, for fear that when he was taking a nap, he would start it, and he was so nervous that he didn't dare to sleep for a while.

When Jiang Pengji came, he felt a lot more at ease, and gradually became sleepy.

"You and I are best friends, where do I need to say thanks."

Not long after, there was another scream from the room, and the maid and midwife was so busy that she went silent.

Another false alarm.

Feng Jue also waited for two hours, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and there was still no movement in the delivery room.

Feng Jin, the father, was tossed so hard. Wei Jingxian, who was pregnant and gave birth, was too tired, sweating profusely, and her face was pale. The maid kept wiping her perspiration with a warm and damp cloth. , she can rest for a while to recuperate.

Generally speaking, it takes three to five hours for a mother to have a smoother first child, and if it is more difficult, it may take three to five days to give birth.

"Three or five days..." Feng Jin almost fainted when he heard this time.

The midwife gave a strange look. She had delivered countless children, and she had never seen any man as nervous as he was.

At the third watch, Jiang Pengji asked Feng Jin to take a nap first, she and Feng Jue were watching, and there would be no problem.

Hearing this, Feng Jue gave her a strange look.

If there is no mistake, the person in front of him seems to be the former fiancé of his second sister-in-law

How could the second brother be at ease

However, Feng Jin's reaction made his eyeballs almost pop out of their sockets.

"Okay, Lanting is here, Jin can rest assured. If it is activated, wake up Jin." Feng Jin was too sleepy to take it anymore, and his mind was a little confused. Zhuzi took a nap, and fell asleep after a while.

Feng Jue was speechless, "..."

Not long after, Wei Jingxian's painful cry came from the delivery room. In order to save her strength, she gritted her back molars, and her voice was dull.

"Women in ancient times gave birth to children... it was terrifying..."

Jiang Pengji's ears and eyes were bright, and she heard those movements very clearly, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

The means of prospering in the ancient times were so backward that she was outraged, and she could be sentenced if the federation was put on hold.

She spoke in a low voice, but Feng Jue couldn't hear her clearly, but only heard her lamenting that it was not easy to give birth to a child.

"Don't all women have to go like this?" he said naturally.

Jiang Pengji gave him a sideways glance, with contempt in his eyes that made his second monk puzzled.

She poked the system secretly, and said in her heart, "I'm going to stay up late at night, so I'll start a live broadcast when I'm bored."

The system did not reply, but silently started the live broadcast.

It is estimated that the other side of the live broadcast room is also at night. After a full ten seconds, the number of people in the live broadcast room has reached the limit of 150,000.

[Host V]: I'm bored at night, let's chat and pass the time.

In the middle of the night, it was only twelve o'clock in the evening on the other side of the live broadcast room. The nightlife had just begun. The people in ancient times did not have so much entertainment, and the lighting equipment was only outdated oil lamps. dreamland.

at the same time-

"what-"

A short, terrified cry broke the silence of the night, and not long after, a spark lit up, igniting the wick in the lantern.

Clothes were rubbing, steady footsteps came from far and near, and the light in the lantern was getting closer.

"Zixiao, what happened?"

Outside the house, a young man in a single shirt and a cloak asked with concern.

After a few breaths, there was some movement in the room.

When the candle was lit, the closed door was opened, revealing a delicate and perfect face with a pale and frightened face.

"Nothing to do with Ci..." Wei Ci had a thin sweat on his forehead, gasping as he spoke, "It's just that the nightmare was frightened..."

The young man slept in the room next to Wei Ci.

"Nightmare?" The young man asked curiously, "What was the dream?"

He was really curious, what kind of dream could frighten Wei Ci into such a state, as if he had lost his soul.

Wei Ci pursed her lips, and it took a long time for her voice to be dry and authentic, "Ci dreamed that there was an earthquake in one place, the city collapsed, the houses were all in ruins, the people lost their lives in their sleep, and there were orphaned children crying everywhere. The sound of weeping... a tragedy in the world, I can't bear to recall it."

This is not the whole of the nightmare. He also dreamed that the person he was thinking of was buried in the ruins, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

He couldn't remember where the scene in the dream was, but the bloody color always lingered in front of him, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Earth movement?" The young man's expression tightened, and he comforted, "It's just a dream, it can't be real."

Wei Ci's lips were pale, and she was still in shock.

When the young man saw this, he asked the book boy to light a fire to make tea, which shocked Wei Ci.

The book boy had just lit the fire and put the teapot on the stove. He was horrified to find that the lid of the teapot was shaking slightly, causing the tea to flow out.

Not only that, the ground swayed slightly as if alive, and the dust from the eaves shook off and scattered on the ground.