Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and said, "I hope this kid can do well."
Qiu Yan smiled, then pushed the door open and went out. Zhou Shuren would not move unless there was something good going on. Anyone with a discerning eye could see his purpose this time. The key was that the emperor really gave him the opportunity. This honor and favor was really enviable. Having said that, Zhou Shuren's sons were also very capable. He himself had no ability, and Zhou Shuren could not push himself up.
Qiu Yan felt very envious when he thought of his mediocre descendants. If any of his descendants were outstanding, he would at least have some courage to give it a try.
Zhulan returned home in the afternoon. Before she even stepped into the house, the steward of Wu Ming's household arrived. It turned out that Song Lan was about to give birth, and the Wu family had no elders, so they came to look for her.
Zhulan took a carriage to the Wu family again. The Wu family was a little chaotic. Originally, Song Lan and Wang Ling got pregnant one after the other. When one got pregnant, the other one got pregnant at the same time.
Zhulan frowned and scolded the maid and the old woman. She was relieved when she saw the midwife. Fortunately, Song Lan had already prepared the midwife. Song Lan was in good condition. "Don't be nervous. Listen to the midwife. I'll be waiting outside."
Song Lan felt relieved when she saw her godmother. Her mother had been ill recently and wanted to come over to take care of things, but she refused. Now the family needs someone to take charge. With her godmother here, she can concentrate on having children. "Godmother, please go see Wang Ling for me. I'm a little worried."
Zhu Lan patted Song Lan's hand and said, "Okay, I'll go over and take a look."
Zhulan went to Wang Ling's room again. None of the men in the Wu family were at home today, so the servants were in a panic. Wang Ling was in a better situation than Song Lan.
Wang Ling was gathering her strength and said, "Aunt, you are here."
"Your sister-in-law is fine. I came to see you so I can tell her later. She has been thinking about you."
Wang Ling endured the pain in her stomach and said, "Auntie, I'm fine. The midwife said we need to wait a while."
Zhulan has a lot of experience in childbirth. "I'll be outside. Just relax and give birth."
Wang Ling endured the pain and smiled, "Yeah."
Zhulan went out, and Song Lan started the operation first. After saying something to Song Lan, Zhulan sat on the chair and waited for news. It would take a while for the baby to be born.
The first person to come back from the Wu family was Wu Yong. When Wu Yong came in and saw his aunt, his panicked heart settled down, "Aunt, you're here."
Zhu Lan motioned Wu Yong to wipe the sweat off his forehead, "Don't worry, Wang Ling is in good condition."
Wu Yong was a father for the first time and was really anxious. When he saw the doctor sitting next to him, he said, "Auntie is really thoughtful."
Zhulan smiled, "This is not me, your sister-in-law has already prepared it."
Wu Yong is grateful to his eldest sister-in-law. An elder brother is like a father. His eldest brother has done enough for them over the years, and his eldest sister-in-law has taken care of them like a mother. He is clear-headed and sees clearly that "this family is thanks to his eldest brother and sister-in-law."
Zhulan nodded. The children of the Wu family all have consciences. Seeing Wu Yong walking around anxiously, she didn't let Wu Yong sit down.
Wu Ming had not returned from the Ministry of Rites after receiving the news. The envoys would be coming to Beijing tomorrow. This time Wu Ming was under Wang Ju's command, and he was very busy and could not leave. But knowing that his godmother had gone, he felt relieved, so he waited until he left the government office before going home.
Wu Ming went home, "The baby hasn't been born yet?"
Zhu Lan thought, this is Wu Ming. His wife is in a hurry to give birth, and his mind is more on the errand. "Not yet, the midwife said we have to wait a while, do you want to change clothes?"
Wu Ming took a look at the delivery room and then went to change his clothes.
Zhulan was not surprised that Wu Ming came back after leaving the government office, but Song Lan would probably be disappointed. Even if she understood, women are sensitive and would still be disappointed.
Zhulan couldn't leave, and Song Lan's mother couldn't come. She was afraid that the virus would infect Song Lan and the child, so she only sent a maid to wait for news, and time passed little by little.
The first one born was Wang Ling. Wang Ling gave birth to a daughter. Wu Yong grinned, said several good words, and then waited for the child to be held out.
Song Lan's health is not as good as Wang Ling's, and her baby is a little big, so she is still having more children.
When Zhou Shuren returned home and didn't see his wife, he learned about the Wu family's childbirth. He didn't even eat and went to the Wu family.
Wu Ming saw his godfather and said, "Godmother, thank you for your hard work today. I can take care of it by myself."
Zhulan waved her hand, "I'll stay here to watch over you. Otherwise, I'll feel uneasy. Ask the kitchen to prepare some food, and we'll eat here later."
Wu Ming, "Okay."
After dinner, Song Lan's child was born, a son. Wu Ming had been too calm the whole time. He felt the joy of being a father for the first time when he saw the child, and he was reluctant to let the child go.
Zhulan and other doctors examined the child and confirmed that he was fine. They then went to see Song Lan, who was exhausted and had fallen asleep. Zhulan then asked the maid to take good care of him before taking the carriage home.
Zhu Lan sat in the carriage, "Wu Ming is too calm."
The wife is never the most important thing.
Zhou Shuren laughed, "So Wu Ming is the boss. He always knows what is most important."
Zhulan curled her lips and said, "I'm tired."
"Lean on me and rest for a while."
"Um."
The next morning, Zhulan looked at Changyi's clothes. These were issued by the Ministry of Rites. Although they were not official uniforms, they were very similar to official uniforms. Changyi was very careful when eating and would not eat anything with soup. She had seen Changyi touching his clothes carefully more than once.
Chang Yi left after eating. Zhao accompanied him to the gate of the mansion and waited until the carriage had gone far away before returning. She felt uneasy when she returned, "Mother, my husband will not make any mistakes today, right?"
Zhulan also wanted to seek peace of mind, but she was the elder, "Yes, Changyi will not make mistakes, he will seize this opportunity."
Zhao believed her mother-in-law, "Mom, I'll go back to get the gift and go to Wu's house later."
"Um."
At the Wu family, when Zhulan arrived, many people from the Song family had come and had piled up a lot of gifts. Song Lan slept well yesterday and looked pretty good.
Zhulan showed the gift to Song Lan. She was already used to giving her children their zodiac signs, which had good meanings and did not require her to think hard about gifts.
Zhao and Su Xuan came together. They were teasing the child. Zhao looked at him carefully and said, "This child looks like Wu Ming."
Su Xuan continued, "The mouth and eyebrows look like Song Lan. This child is handsome."
Because Song Lan's first child was a son, her brows were relaxed and there was a smile on her face.
Zhu Lan watched carefully and found that Song Lan was not depressed because Wu Ming did not come back in time. Then she thought about Song Lan's character and overall perspective. Well, she was worrying in vain. "This confinement period is a big deal. You have to take good care of yourself."
Song Lan remembered, "Thank you for your hard work yesterday, godmother."
"It's not hard. This is what I should do. Besides, your mother asked me to do it. Don't think about anything else. Just focus on your confinement."
Song Lan looked at her sleeping son, her smile deepened. She really had nothing to think about, "Yeah."
At the Ministry of Rites, Chang Yi arrived early, and then followed Lord Wang all the way until His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi arrived. Chang Yi silently calculated the time with a determined look, as success or failure depended on today.