Outside the door, Zhou Shuren's mood became lower and lower as time went by. No children dared to stand in front of him and they took a step back after a while. When Zhou Shuren heard Zhulan's first shout, he wanted to rush in, but fortunately he held back because he was afraid of disturbing the midwife.
Now he finally heard the baby's cry. Zhou Shuren's palms were sweaty. When he saw Mrs. Song coming out, he didn't even look at the child and was about to go into the delivery room.
Mrs. Song stopped him and said, "Master, the midwife is cleaning up the mistress. If you open the door, you will feel the cold air. It won't be too late to go in later."
Zhou Shuren retracted his outstretched hand and then noticed the child. The child was quite obedient and at least didn't make him wait too long.
Zhou Shuren withdrew his gaze and asked, "Is everything okay, Madam?"
Mrs. Song said, "I checked and the mistress is fine. She is just exhausted and has fallen asleep."
Zhou Shuren finally had a smile on his face. Zhulan was giving birth in the delivery room. He thought of all kinds of possibilities in his mind. He didn't want to think about them, but he couldn't control himself.
Mrs. Song saw that the master's eyes were on the child again, so she took the child and said, "It's a little boy, he weighs almost six pounds."
Zhou Shuren smiled, his son is great. In ancient times, people could be freer. He reached out and held the child. He didn't tell Zhulan that he had secretly practiced holding a child. Although he was holding a pillow, Zhou Shuren's movements were a little stiff. With the guidance of Mrs. Song, Zhou Shuren soon got the hang of it.
Zhou Shuren looked down at the little guy. The child looked good, combining the advantages of him and Zhulan. It was a pity that it was still the original body's genes, but it was not bad. The little guy looked obedient. Even if he was uncomfortable, he just frowned. "He slept really soundly."
Zhou Lao Da's sons were very jealous. Zhou Lao Da didn't know whether his father had held him in arms when he was born, nor did he know about his second brother. But after he regained his memory, he knew that his father had never held his third and fourth brothers, not even his sister.
Now not only did Dad hug his little brother, but the smile on his face was something he had never seen before. It was the first time he knew that Dad could smile so gently, as if his heart and eyes were filled with his little brother.
Zhou Laoer pursed his lips. He should have known it long ago. He should have known from his father's attitude after his mother became pregnant how much his father loved him. Now it was heartbreaking to see it with his own eyes. Since his parents loved him so much, all the family's output in the future would probably belong to him.
Zhou Laoer calculated the money he had and decided to buy some shops.
Chang Lian really envied his younger brother, who was loved by his father as soon as he was born, and then envied his father for becoming a father again. He is not young anymore, and he got married early but consummated his marriage late. Many of his peers are fathers, and he also wants to be a father.
Chang Lian couldn't help thinking that if he became a father, he would definitely not treat them like his father did, making his sons feel like he was a stepfather.
Changzhi is not at home, so even if he saw it, he wouldn't care. My little brother is not as attractive to him as a book.
Xue Han was happy. Mom was fine and she had a little brother. She was no longer the youngest. "Dad, I will definitely help mom take good care of my brother."
Zhou Shuren looked at his little daughter and said with a smile, "Okay."
Mrs. Li didn't feel anything about the birth of her younger brother. She knew that her mother-in-law was fine and she grinned with joy. As long as her mother-in-law was safe, she was happy.
Mrs. Dong couldn't help but look at her younger brother twice more. He was such a good boy. Her mother-in-law was not young anymore, but she could give birth so smoothly. It was really rare. Mrs. Dong blushed. The third room also had few children!
Soon the midwife came out, and Zhou Shuren said to Xue Han, "I'll leave it to you."
As he said this, he carried the child into the house.
Xue Han handed the prepared red envelope to the midwife, and arranged for housekeeper Ding to inform the servants that a three-month reward would be given for this happy event. This was all agreed upon between her and her mother.
Zhou Shuren put the child down, held Zhulan's hand, and smelled the blood in the room. Zhou Shuren held it tighter. He didn't know how long it would take to replenish the blood he lost today. "I'll wait for you to wake up."
Zhulan had a beautiful dream. In the dream, she saw her child grow up from the time he could roll over to an adult. When she was about to see her son get married, Zhulan woke up when she heard the child crying.
Zhulan woke up. It had been more than three hours since she gave birth. She felt a sore throat because she had screamed too hard during the birth. After drinking the water Zhou Shuren handed her, her throat felt better. Then she asked, "Where's the baby?"
Mrs. Song brought the child over, and Zhou Shuren took it. "Here, it's a boy, weighing nearly six pounds."
Zhulan was a new mother, and when she saw her child, the pain of childbirth was long forgotten. She stared at the child with wide eyes. She felt that life was really magical. She carefully reached out and touched the child's face, smiling silly, "Son, I am your mother."
She became a mother, she really became a mother.
Zhou Shuren happily followed, "Son, I am your father."
Zhulan chuckled, "Look at how silly you are."
Zhou Shuren retorted, "You're not much better."
Zhou Shuren was really excited. He had no parents or relatives, and apart from Zhulan, this child was his only concern. This feeling filled his heart, as if he had a surge of pride that he wanted to shout out.
Zhou Shuren held Zhulan's hand, and both of them placed their hands gently on the child's body. Zhou Shuren smiled foolishly again. They were a family of three.
Zhulan also curled her eyes, but her stomach was growling and she was hungry.
Mrs. Song was ready. Zhulan felt much better after eating the noodles. After eating, Zhulan estimated the time and said, "It's so late. You don't have to accompany us. Go and rest."
The delivery room that Zhulan specially prepared was also for her confinement after childbirth, so she could not live with Zhou Shuren.
Zhou Shuren didn't want to leave, "I'll live with you and your mother."
Zhulan, "... ..."
No, she didn't want to, really. Her body would definitely smell in a few days. Zhou Shuren didn't dislike her, she disliked herself.
Zhou Shuren didn't give Zhulan a chance to refute. He went straight to the bed and signaled Mrs. Song to take the child out.
Zhulan looked at Zhou Shuren speechlessly as he squinted his eyes and acted like a spoiled child. She didn't have the energy to argue with him. Her eyelids were drooping after eating and drinking. Zhulan was very relieved about the child. Mrs. Song could even take care of a little girl, let alone a healthy child.