The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Qin mother-in-law just checked Ning Mengyao and found that she still couldn't give birth: "I have to wait."

"My mother-in-law is not born, it hurts, ah." Ning Mengyao really can't stand the pain of the contraction, can't help but scream.

Qiao Tianchang just came in with the food and heard the sound of Ning Mengyao, and he was terribly sad.

Put the food on the side and stretch her hand: "Yao Yao is here."

"I am not born."

"Okay, no birth, no longer born." Qiao Tianchang distressed, looking at Ning Mengyao's pale face, some regrets in her heart to let Ning Mengyao get pregnant.

Qin mother-in-law listened to the two people who were very self-willed, and the eyelids jumped straight. Do the two people know what to say? Does the child say that if he is not born, he will not be born?

"Grandpa first feeds the girl to the lady, then you go out and wait."

Qiao Tianchang fed him the egg noodles, and gave him a small mouthful of mouthfuls to Ning Mengyao. Ning Mengyao, who did not want to eat, still endured the pain and ate some.

"Mother-in-law..." Half eaten, Ning Mengyao can't stand it.

When Qin’s mother-in-law saw it, it was probably OK, so she would introduce Qiao Tianchang: “Grandpa, go out first, here is me and the blue cream.”

"My mother-in-law asked me to stay." Qiao Tianchang looked at Ning Mengyao and said anxiously.

"No, where is the place where the man should come in, the grandfather will go out, or the lady will be distracted." Qin mother-in-law immediately refused, knowing that their relationship is good, but it is not the case.

After waiting for Joe Tian to go out, Qin Pozi and Qing Shuang began to get busy.

Qiao Tianchang was anxiously standing outside the delivery room and kept going back and forth.

When the Yang Zhu family who heard the news came to see him like this, he was helplessly comforted: "The woman who gave birth to a child is like this."

"Yeah, don't worry about it."

Yang Lele listened to the screams inside, and some of the coolness in his heart seemed to be very painful.

Now, Joe Tian Chang can't listen to anything, just anxiously looking at the closed room door.

After an hour, I heard the crying of the child inside, and Ning Mengyao’s voice gradually weakened, and Qiao Tianchang was not calm.

I want to go in and push the door. The Qin mother-in-law inside said: "I still want to clean the lady, my grandfather should not worry."

Where can Joe Tianchang not worry: "What happened to Yaoyao? Is it okay? How is she gone?"

"Miss tired and fell asleep." Qin mother-in-law answered Ning Mengyao while cleaning, while the green cream on the side was taking a bath for the child.

It was a boy, his hair was very thick, his skin was a little red, and he was a little wrinkled, but compared with other children, their young masters were much more beautiful.

"Take the young master out to the aunt to see, the province is in a hurry." Qin mother-in-law listened to the sound outside and said helplessly.

The blue cream nodded and grinned and grinned.

Put on your child's clothes and wrap it in a quilt: "Grandfather is a young master."

Joe Tian took a look, like a little monkey.

"I went in and looked at it." He said as he pushed the door open and went in, even the children ignored.

The blue frost looked at the child in his hand: "Little Master, you are born and you are being rejected?"

Qin's mother-in-law just cleaned up Ning Mengyao's body, and she saw Qiao Tianchang at the bricks. She was shocked: "How did you come in, how can you come in, this **** suffocating, unlucky."

"I don't like this, I just want to see if Yaoyao is good." Qiao Tianchang just ignored this place, and Ning Mengyao on the bed was very distressed.

At this time, Ning Mengyao's face was pale, his forehead was sweaty, his hair was wet, and his clothes were stuck on his cheeks.

Reaching out to help Ning Mengyao to take care of her hair, seeing people very well, then let go of their hearts.

Qingshuang brought the child in, and said helplessly: "Grandpa, should you look at the young master now?"

Qiao Tianchang reached out and held the child in his arms. The action was a bit stiff: "This is my child."

Just looking down, I saw the little buns slowly open their eyes. These eyes are exactly the same as Ning Mengyao's eyes.

The child just looked at Qiao Tianchang, and Qiao Tianchang also looked at him. The father and son were so big-eyed.