Chapter 243

Time slowly passed by, and it was an hour since Wen jinniang entered Dong Zhuyu's delivery room. Dong Zhuyu's scream is still a roar, in wenjinniang into less than half an hour, Dong Zhuyu's voice is much smaller. Before the delay in giving birth to children, it has consumed most of her strength and energy.

As soon as Wen jinniang entered the delivery room, she held Dong Zhuyu tightly in her hands, which were already covered with sweat. He wiped the big sweat on her forehead and said, "Zhuyu, Zhuyu... It's me, I'm jinniang..."

"Jinniang? Jinniang, you're here... "Dong Zhuyu felt the temperature and voice of wenjinniang, and suddenly held her hand tightly, shaking. That tone, vaguely heard her cry?

"I'm so afraid, I'm so painful... I'm so afraid that the baby can't be born. Wenpo said that if he can't regenerate, he will be suffocated. No, jinniang can help him. I'm so afraid... Wuwuwuwu... "

Dong Zhuyu's voice was close to the extreme of fear. There were traces of pinching her nails on her hands. It seemed that she had suffered a lot before. Wen jinniang's nose is sour. She seems to recall her previous appearance of dystocia. How could she not live like death?

After a pause, Wen jinniang quickly took out the medicine box behind her, took out the small tools one by one, and began to slowly say to Dong Zhuyu, "Zhuyu, don't be afraid. He'll be fine. You'll be fine. You'll listen to me. Don't yell. Keep your strength. You'll listen to me and leave everything to me, OK

"Well, now close your eyes, don't be afraid..."

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Outside the door, Wen Qiang is also sweating in this yard, walking back and forth. It's not spring yet, but it's sweat on my forehead.

Every second at this moment, for Wen Qiang, is like the death penalty. At the thought of Dong Zhuyu suffering in it, Wen Qiang is like a knife.

He began to regret, regretting having the child. Originally, he and Zhuyu had no children for more than a year, which was predestined. Now forced to have children, finally there is retribution.

Thinking, Wen Qiang suddenly stopped, suddenly raised his head, lost his voice and said, "no! Why does Zhuyu have no voice? "

Is there something wrong?

At the thought of this, Wen Qiang directly stamped his feet and gritted his teeth. Regardless of the rules that the delivery room can't enter at will, he pushed aside the people who were blocking him and wanted to go in and find Dong Zhuyu.

At the same time, he called Zhuyu's name. It was so strong that four or five big men couldn't hold him down.

At this time, there was a roar from Dong Zhuyu in the delivery room. The roar was so loud that it was much louder than before. Then there was a clear cry, a whoa whoa.

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"Born, born!" Inside the door, Wen jinniang's excited voice came out.

And Wen Qiang, already in the moment of hearing, was stunned and did not know what to do. Standing in the same place, suddenly a soft leg, directly fell to the ground.

"Born, born?"

"We have a baby, Zhuyu..."

Wen Qiang's face, which could not distinguish between sweat and tears, was full of stupefaction. He murmured these words. Then, there was a direct cry, which was heartbreaking and sad. It was even louder than the newborn child.

So that after Wen Qiang's today became everyone's talk after tea and before dinner, Dong Zhuyu even told her baby son.

Your father used to cry when you were crying. He cried more than you.

This is the black history that Wen Qiang can't wash away in his life.

The door that had been closed was finally opened, and Wen jinniang came out with a smile, holding a wrapped baby in her arms. She slowly handed over the weeping baby in her arms to Wen Qiang, who had not responded to the situation.

Wen Qiang's eyes have been staring at the doll handed over by Wen jinniang, but they are not willing to take over. Wen jinniang coughed and said with a smile, "why don't you recognize your son? If you don't hold it fast, my hands are sour. "

Wen Qiang this just reaction come over, put his hands on the waist to wipe, this just some tremble ground took over this baby. Just born children have not been able to open their eyes, face wrinkled, what is small, small nose, small hands. Such a small lump, close to Wen Qiang, reflects a strong sense of visual difference.

"I have a son..." Wen Qiang said silently. He couldn't understand what kind of feeling he was in now. I just feel that my heart beats a little faster and I feel a little dizzy. It's hard for me to tell the five flavors at one time.

Everyone thinks that he doesn't like children very much. In fact, he doesn't. Wen Qiang liked children at first. However, Dong Zhuyu can't bear to be pregnant, and Wen Qiang can't bear to force her by her family and herself. This shows that she hates crying children. Over time, this kind of disgust makes him feel like he hates children

But now, it's good. Dong Zhuyu gave birth to a soft and lovely son. At this moment, Wen Qiang felt extremely happy. Even if he died immediately, it was worth it.

However, this kind of mood and feelings just gushed out in this instant. After that day, Wen Qiang had eight impulses and ideas to throw out the little bastard in Dong Zhuyu's arms.

Dong Zhuyu and Wen Qiang's son took an interesting name, Wen Sanbao, which was chosen by Dong Zhuyu specially. He thought the name was catchy and auspicious, implying that he was the treasure of the family.

After Sanbao was born, Dong Zhuyu's maternal love was fully reflected. No matter in the daytime or at night, as long as it was three hundred one crying, Dong Zhuyu immediately followed the wind up, holding three treasures to coax, while coaxing and humming a lullaby. Such a state, has continued until the three treasures full month is still continuing.

However, Wen Qiang is not happy. Dong Zhuyu had three treasures in her heart, just like she didn't see herself. Finally, he even felt that he was an eyesore. With a direct order, Wen Qiang could only live in his study. It's been three months.

On this day, Wen Qiang really couldn't stand it. He was also learning from the hum and chirp of Sanbao. He stuck to Dong Zhuyu and said, "Zhuyu... Good lady, you see Sanbao grows so fast, should I come back to sleep?"

Dong Zhuyu looked at Wen Qiang, who was aggrieved on his face. He didn't have the heart and was hesitating. However, the next second, Wen Sanbao cried like a premonition. Dongzhuyu where also attend to Wenqiang, directly ignore him, holding three treasures into the room.

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Only stay warm strong, a person secretly hate.

Well, he learned to compete for favor when he was young... He could see clearly that he had a son and a rival!