Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

The birth canal opened quickly and the birth went smoothly.

Within an hour after Aunt Xu brought the hot water into the room, Father Lu and Guan Cheng heard them shout: "It's happening! It's happening!"

What followed was the cry of a baby. Although it was not very loud, it was very exciting.

Father Lu was overjoyed. He jumped out of the kitchen and stood at the door and asked, "Is everything going well? How is Xiaoxue? How is your mental state? How is your body? How are your children? Are they all okay?"

I was so excited that I didn't know where to put my hands.

I heard that he first asked about Feng Qingxue's condition, and then asked about the child. Unlike some people who just asked if it was a boy or a girl, not to mention Wang Fengqiao who was dealing with Feng Qingxue's postpartum problems, and even Miao Fengqin. Feeling very satisfied, she laughed loudly while bathing the child: "Everything went well, everything went well. Xiaoxue is fine, and the baby is fine too, big fat boy! Mother and child are safe!"

But I am fat, and it feels heavy in my hands.

After taking a bath, she put on small clothes, wrapped in a diaper and a red floral swaddling clothes, and tied a red cloth belt. Miao Fengqin put the child on the prepared scale, and the scale beam suddenly tilted up. .

"Seven pounds and eight taels!"

Miao Fengqin was surprised when she saw the scale. She had weighed the swaddling clothes, clothes and diapers before, a total of six taels.

Seven pounds and two taels! What a concept!

In this era of lack of food and clothing, a kid weighing five pounds is considered fat, but this kid actually weighs seven pounds.

Wang Fengqiao blurted out: "What a good guy! You take good care of Qingxue!"

Aunt Xu carried out the toilet that contained the placenta, blood, water and other filthy things. When she saw Father Lu who was stroking his hands and laughing in the courtyard, she said, "Congratulations, congratulations, the fat boy weighs 7 pounds and 2 ounces! He's only 7 pounds and 2 ounces!"

Father Lu was so happy that he couldn't see his eyes, "We are happy together, we are happy together!"

Seeing that his words were incoherent, Aunt Xu couldn't help but smile, hurriedly disposed of the dirty things, and brought hot water into the house.

During the birth process, Feng Qingxue was sweating profusely, her clothes were soaked with sweat, and the old mattress underneath was soaked with blood. She needed to change everything, put on dry pajamas and pajamas, and put on the thin mattress that had been prepared long ago. .

Wang Fengqiao wrapped her head, put on socks, and let her lie on the bed, with the child on the pillow.

Looking sideways at her infant son who had fallen asleep after crying, Feng Qingxue's heart was filled with loving tenderness at the sight of the new life, as if the pain of the previous ten months of pregnancy was all worth it.

The child, her precious child.

In her past life and this life, her and Lu Jiang's first child had all their expectations placed on it before it was born.

Miao Fengqin, Wang Fengqiao and Aunt Xu were all gathered around the bed, talking to each other.

"Xue, look at your son, his hair is thick and black, he is red and chubby, and his arms are like lotus root joints. After a while, he will become white and fat, and he will be dead!" Wang Fengqiao said.

Miao Fengqin nodded in agreement, "Xue, you are really good at raising things."

"In the final analysis, both adults and children are silent. We must remember Lu Jiang's contribution."

After listening to Aunt Xu's words, Miao Fengqin and Wang Fengqin nodded in succession. But no, who would have thought that the skinny little girl who could be blown away by a gust of wind could lead a good life today?

At this time, Guan Cheng's voice sounded outside the door, "Grandma, the millet porridge is ready, serve it to my aunt!"

Aunt Xu quickly picked it up and carried it to the bed.

Millet porridge mixed with brown sugar, a big bowl full, without any moisture.