The Blessed

"Mom, it’s OK. Old Ye...no, I mean my father said that since I have been engaged with Jingpeng, I am wife of the Ling family. I am not that kind of lady of those big families, and I also don't know how to get along with women, let alone doing things like embroidering. And I guess I am bad-tempered, easy to get mad, anyhow, I have many shortcomings, not that kind of traditional daughter-in-law, but Jingpeng and I will show our filial piety to you two and I hope you can also accept me. I will try my best to learn to be a good daughter-in-law.”

Unlike those single ladies who would blush even when talking to strangers, Ye Ruyun just put everything straightforwardly. Ordinary families would never accept such a woman as their daughter-in-law, but Ling Chenglong and his wife nodded with satisfaction, “OK, good kid, mom will also take you as my own daughters. If Jingpeng dare bully you, just let me know. I will beat him for you.”

As a peasant family, they didn’t pay much attention to those etiquettes like those big families. And because of Ling Jingxuan, everyone in this family was straightforward. So, apparently Ye Ruyun’s characters really suited them. You couldn’t imagine how happy Lady Wang was. At first, she was afraid the other side was a spoiled one and maybe unreasonable, but seen from now, she could only say their third son really had a good taste!

Seeing that his future wife seemed to have received the acknowledgement of his parents, Ling Jingpeng only smiled foolishly there. After a few months at the boarders, he had grown a lot taller, and also a lot tougher, but still in good spirits, and it looked like his momentum also stronger.

"Hmm..."

The evening wore on, in the delivery room came Ling Jingxuan’s stifling growling from time to time, and all people outside hung their hearts in the throat. It was almost a day and he still hadn’t given birth. Everyone was afraid it might be a difficult labor or what. After school, the little buns also nervously nestled in Ling Chenglong and his wife’s arms, with those widened eyes filled with fear and worries.

"Grandma, why hasn’t our little brother come out yet? Daddy's in pain..."

Ling Wu had tears in his eyes, obviously he was so worried, he still didn’t forget to lower his voice, so as not to influence daddy’s emotions.

"Giving birth is all like that. The baby wouldn’t come out before a few hours. Be good. Don’t worry about it. It should be soon…I guess.”

Lady Wang held the child tightly, her voice rendering with a little quiver. Under normal circumstances, the first one should be difficult, and the second one would be much quicker. That year, when Ling Jingxuan gave birth to Wen and Wu, due to the bad conditions, they were as small as the kitties. And Ling Jingxuan also didn’t suffer much. But now it’d been so long. She also couldn’t help feeling worried.

On the other side, Ling Wen, who in Ling Chenglong’s arms, silently stared at the delivery room, murmuring, "Little brother, come out quickly, don't let daddy suffer. Be good, OK? I’m begging you, little brother…”

Because everyone's attention was on the delivery room, no one noticed his mumbling, and inside the delivery room, Ling Jingxuan had changed his clothes three times, all got wetted by the sweat. Yan Shengrui tweaked his ears and scratched his cheeks on the side, looking so sorry for his wife.

"Has the orifice opened a little bigger?"

Squatting beside the bed, holding his wife's hand tightly, Yan Shengrui could not help yelling When the baby came out, he’d definitely beat his buttocks. See how he had tortured his wife into?

"Opened, opened! Stop massaging the belly for shifu. Cooperate with me and try to push the baby down gently. Shifu, I will count one two three and we do it together!”

Sweat dripped from Zhao Shan’s face, who was standing in between Ling Jingxuan’s legs while giving orders as calmly as he could. The two child doctors who were giving Ling Jingxuan a massage nodded, then another child doctor took out a piece of the prepared ginseng and fed it into Ling Jingxuan’s mouth. Yan Shengrui said apologetically, “Jingxuan, hold it there! It’d soon come out!”

"Hmm..."

Nodding while containing the ginseng in his mouth, Ling Jingxuan tried to adjust his breaths. Seeing that, Zhao Shan said deeply, "One, two, three, shifu!"

"Hmm..."

Hearing Zhao Shan's cry, Ling Jingxuan held his breath and tried to push hard. At the same time, two child doctors also cooperated with him to massage his stomach. Zhao Shan lowered his head and stared at his thing without even blinking, “Very good, the fetal position is perfect, should come out smoothly, shifu, let's do it again!"

"Uh..."

After doing it several times, it hurt so much that Ling Jingxuan almost turned numb, and changed the ginseng piece in his mouth on and on. After about half hour later, as he nearly had no strength, Zhao Shan snapped, “ I see the head. Shifu, push again! You guys prepare things for cleaning! Come on! One two three…”

"Ah!"

A sharp scream pierced through the whole room, Ling Jingxuan only felt like something slip out of his stomach, and then passed out before he figured it out.

"Jingxuan!”

Seeing that, Yan Shengrui called him, then grabbed his hand and transferred his internal force into his body. Now Zhao Shan already had no time for his fainted shifu, he only neatly carried the baby up and gently patted on his butts.

"Waah…"

Hearing the baby crying, people in and out of the door couldn’t help feeling much relieved. But after only one cry, the baby just stopped. And people outside started to get worried. After a careful checking of the baby, after making sure there was no problem, Zhao Shan cut off his umbilical cord and handed him to the child doctor for cleaning. And then he turned around and threw himself in the remedial work. His shifu’s down part got split, so he must do the suturing for him. He had ever done it on animals only, not that hard, at least better than an abdominal delivery.

"Congratulations, Lord Sheng! It’s a boy, six jin!”

Shortly after, the child doctor handed the cleaned and wrapped baby to Yan Shengrui. Without even giving him a look, Yan Shengrui said with a deep voice, "Take him down for self-reflection!”

Torturing his wife like that! It wouldn’t do even if it was his son!

"Well..."

The child doctor was so speechless. A new-born child for self-reflection? Is he really his father?

"Take him to his grandparents."

Zhao Shan who had finished everything helplessly shook his head, then walked over and said gently, "Uncle Sheng, I need to feel the impulse for shifu."

"What? Will Jingxuan be all right?"

Yan Shengrui moved aside to make room for him. But before Zhao Shan even put his hand on Ling Jingxuan’s, he anxiously asked already. After signaling him to stay calm with an eye, Zhao Shan only pressed Ling Jingxuan’s wrist again. After a while, he said with a faint smile, “Everything is fine. Shifu just passed out due to exhaustion. Uncle Sheng, could you please hold him up? We need to change the sheets.”

“Hmm.”

Hearing that, Yan Shengrui finally felt relaxed, bent down and carried him up carefully. The child doctors quickly pulled off the dirty quilts and sheets and changed the clean ones. A tough day was finally over.