Luckily, Lan Jing didn’t let her husband wait too long and was pushed out by the doctors and nurses.
“Wife.”
Shang Wuhen was the first to pounce over.
Lan Jing’s hair was messy and her lips were bitten.
Luckily, she was in pretty good spirits, seeing everyone waiting for her, she said to her husband, “Wuhen, it’s a son, they said the baby is quite like me.”
Mother Lan said, “A son is only as good as his mother, the baby is fine.”
Shang Wuhen leaned down and kissed his beloved wife’s forehead, and said heartbreakingly, “Wife, it’s been hard on you, we won’t even have another child in the future, one child is enough.”
Lan Jing’s maternal family was looking forward to her having a son.
The merchant’s family is big, and Shang Wuchen said that he would only have one child, Lan Jing is the eldest daughter-in-law, Lan Jing’s family felt that if she gave birth to the eldest grandson, and had a successor for her in-laws’ family, then Lan Jing’s position in the merchant’s family would be as stable as Mount Taishan.
Now after experiencing the birth, Lan Jing is also glad that she gave birth to a son, so that her baby grows into an adult without having to be like her, bearing the pain of childbirth.
Lan Jing responded, “Okay, no more births.”
She didn’t want to give birth either, it was too painful!
Without experiencing it, one can’t even imagine that kind of pain.
Back to the postpartum rehabilitation room, blue blue blue lying on the bed to rest, looking at everyone around the baby in the look, she said to her husband: “Hold the baby over let me also look at ah.”
This was the little one that she had given birth to in the tenth month of her pregnancy and after experiencing ten levels of pain, and she hadn’t seen enough of it yet.
In the birthing room, after the baby was born and cleaned up, the nurse held the baby for her to see, and even let her kiss the baby before she carried it out.
Shang Wuchen immediately bent down and picked up the little baby from the crib, it was just a newborn baby, small and soft, it felt like it didn’t have much weight in his hands, and Shang Wuchen hugged it with special care.
After picking up his son, he didn’t quite dare to walk, for fear that if his pace was too big, the baby would just slip out of his hands like that.
“I’ll do it.”
Seeing her son-in-law in this posture, Mother Lan went forward and held the baby from her son-in-law’s hand, smiling on her lips, “Seeing how you don’t dare to walk even holding the baby, Ah Jing waited for an hour not knowing if she could see the baby.”
“Your posture of holding the baby is also not right, watching you walk with the baby in your arms scares me.”
Mrs Shang laughed: “New dads are like this, after a longer time, he will get used to it, by then the baby holding gesture is more skilful than many women, Wuhen’s dad was like this in the beginning.”
War Yin looked at this scene and also heard what the people who came over said.
He thought in his heart, when he is free, he wants to run to the merchant cheekily, hug this little one, practice the hugging gesture, when Hai Tong gives birth to a baby, he will not be like Shang Wu Trace, he can’t even hug a baby well.
Now war Yin also want to hold the child, but see Shang Wuchen embarrassment, he did not dare to go to hold, lest he also follow the embarrassment.
He is with the baby, but with Yang Yang such will walk and talk doll, not just born.
The baby is so small and soft, he doesn’t dare to hold it.
Lan Jing wants to sit up, Shang Wuhen rushed forward to help her.
“You can see it while lying down, you don’t need to sit up.”
Shang Wuhen knew that a woman should lie down more and sit less during her monthly period, lest she fall into a back pain in the future, and he heard that the problems that fall in the monthly period should follow for the rest of her life, and it is very torturous.
He absolutely can’t let his beloved wife fall into monthly problems.
“It’s fine, now I feel much better.”
After sitting down, Lan Jing stretched out her hands to hug her son.
Mother Lan handed her little grandson to her daughter and said, “He drank 15 ml of milk powder, he’s an able eater, look at how soundly he’s sleeping. Ah Jing, the baby is really like you, just not the mouth.”
Lan Jing is a cherry mouth.