After Yuan Qingling took care of it, he took a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and sprayed it in front of Ruitian's nose.
After a while, Ruitian woke up, jumped up in confusion, and said in a panic: "I, what's wrong with me? Where is Ayao? Ayao..."
"Give birth!" Yuan Qingling held the baby and looked at him with a smile, "Deitian, congratulations on becoming a father again."
The first time Ruitian became a father was when he married Mrs. Yao.
Ruin Tian glanced at the child, his nose felt a little sour, but he did not reach out to hold him over. He stayed by Mrs. Yao's side and called her softly, "A Yao, A Yao."
"She hasn't woken up yet, let her sleep. She has worked hard and is great." Yuan Qingling said, this was not a pure emotion, but she really thought so.
She slept in bed for eight months and survived all the situations that would happen to older mothers. Even when it came time to give birth, even though she couldn't give birth naturally, she was still amazing. Even the predictions in the medicine box were broken by her.
But Ruitian still felt uneasy and stretched out his hand under Mrs. Yao's nose to make sure she was still alive, and then he felt half relieved.
Yuan Qingling held the child and placed it beside the bed. After the child cried, he went to sleep again.
When Ruan Tian looked at him, he still felt that it was unreal, like a dream.
Is this his child?
He stretched out his hand and touched the quilt gently. The child was so delicate and delicate that he didn't even dare to touch it with his rough fingers.
"This is my third daughter." He looked at Yuan Qingling and said with a smile, but there were tears in his eyes for no reason.
Yuan Qing laughed loudly, "Well, this statement is correct and incorrect, but I am very happy that you regard Meng Yue and Meng Xing as your biological daughter, but this child, the one who takes charge is your son."
"Son?" Ruitian was stunned for a moment, "Son?"
Because he had two daughters before, he always subconsciously thought that she would still give birth to a daughter, who would be nice and cute.
Since he is his son, it doesn't matter.
He picked up the child with one hand and put it on the crook of his hand. His movements were relatively rough and woke the child up. The child opened his eyes and burst out crying.
Ruitian frowned, so squeamish? Are boys still so squeamish?
"You can't scare him like this. He has just left his mother's belly and is full of fear of everything outside." Yuan Qing said hurriedly.
"It's not good to be too squeamish." Suitian is indeed partial.
Yuan Qingling took the child and put it on the bed, "Okay, don't scare him."
Outside, Rong Yue's anxious voice came, "Have you given birth? Is it brother or sister?"
Yuan Qingling said through the door: "I'm pregnant. Mother and son are safe."
There was a burst of cheers outside.
Yuan Qing smiled. She had been pregnant for ten months, but she had not troubled these aunts. Now she finally reaped the fruit weighing seven kilograms.
Destruction of Heaven is also moving.
During these eight months, he has been very moved, but he just doesn't know how to say it, and he can't express it.
Once again, he looked at his son with the mentality of a father, and looked at his wife who had just given birth to a child with the mentality of a husband. He was filled with gratitude, and suddenly understood why she insisted on giving birth to a child regardless of the risk of her life.
Get rid of this child.
Because, in this world, he finally has someone who is connected to him by blood.
It doesn’t feel important when you don’t have it.
Once you have it, you will know how valuable it is.
Yuan Qingling waited for Mrs. Yao to wake up before opening the door.
Everyone rushed in and rushed to see the child. As soon as Mrs. Yao woke up, before she even had a chance to take a look, the child was taken away by the aunts.
Ruitian sat by the bed and held her hand, "Does it hurt? Is it still uncomfortable?"
"No, everything is fine." Mrs. Yao looked at her husband deeply and said softly, "I just want to see the child, but I don't know when it will be my turn."
Ruitian stood up and bowed to the princesses, "Ladies, can you let me see the children?"
Everyone laughed. This was the first time they saw such a humble ruined sky.
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