CHAPTER 21

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    The child was born in March in the early spring, which is the season when the spring flowers are blooming.

When the amniotic fluid broke, the skylark was eating. First, there was a dull pain in the abdomen, and then a large stream of translucent liquid flowed out from the lower body.

He was startled, and hurriedly called Qin Huansheng to invite the midwife.

Qin Huansheng was rarely in a hurry, and before he left, he even told him thousands of times, turning his head back in three steps, wishing to take him with him.

"You go quickly," Yunque urged while lying on the bed, "Hurry up, it will be too late if you don't go."

Qin Huansheng rushed out of the house as quickly as possible, and led the midwife back as quickly as possible.

As life was at stake, the midwife quickly entered the house and closed the door, and at the same time did not forget to instruct Qin Huan to boil a pot of hot water.

Lark was born young and looked younger than her actual age, like a half-grown child. Rao is a midwife who has delivered countless people, and looking at him at this moment will inevitably feel pity.

Qin Huansheng was in a hurry outside, and the midwife came out several times in the middle, carrying basins soaked with blood.

Qin Huansheng took a look and looked away, stopped the midwife, and said eagerly, "Let me in, maybe it will be quicker to have me with you." The midwife agreed.

Skylark was stronger than Qin Huansheng imagined, and didn't cry much pain throughout the whole process, but instead smiled and comforted Qin Huansheng. If it wasn't for the ten fingers clutching the sheets almost turning white, Qin Huansheng would have almost believed his words.

"Why are you standing there, come here." Yunque's face was pale and weak, but he was able to look at him distractedly, and said with a smile, "Don't frown, I don't feel pain at all." Qin Huansheng stepped forward and caught his eye. First, the blood-stained sheets, and then the lark's face covered in cold sweat. This small room was full of thick blood, Qin Huansheng held his breath, his body was stiff, and he seemed to be out of breath at any moment. A little breath was a piercing pain, as if the heart was being clenched fiercely, and all the internal organs moved. This pain trumps all the injuries I've had in the past few years.

Qin Huansheng was not half as calm as the skylark at this moment.

Yunque was amused by his reaction, "What is your expression, is it you or I?" The

midwife saw that he still had the strength to laugh, and she couldn't help but have a headache, "Madam, you should save your energy and stop talking."

Yunque Sticking out his tongue, his attention was quickly taken away by the tearing pain in his lower body.

It turns out that having a child is really painful, like being cut in half with an axe.

"Madame, work harder," the midwife encouraged, "the child's head is about to come out."

The voice seemed to float down from the clouds, the lark couldn't hear clearly, the eyes were shining with stars, and all the senses were concentrated under him. His lips were bitten by himself, and he didn't even notice that he was bleeding.

Qin Huansheng stretched out his hand in front of him and said, "Bite my hand."

Yunque couldn't care less, opened his mouth and bit his arm.

The two rows of tooth marks were deeply sunken in the flesh, Qin Huansheng didn't blink his eyes, and he didn't even move when blood came out.

He wanted to be in pain with the lark. Although the pain was a drop in the bucket, he still wanted to do it, as if it would transfer part of the pain of Skylark to him.

"It's out!" The midwife said happily, "Congratulations, congratulations, it's a boy!"

Skylark wanted to take a look at the child, but she was exhausted, she couldn't hold it, she closed her eyes and fell into a coma.

Qin Huansheng had no time to take care of the child, so he nervously asked the midwife: "Why did he faint? Will it be okay?"

At the same time, a loud cry rang out, and the midwife shook the child gently, saying, "Madam is just tired, Just sleep and you don't need to worry."

Qin Huansheng was relieved and looked at the child in his arms.

Her little face was wrinkled, her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were chubby, and she stopped crying after a few howls.

Can't see who it looks like.

However, having a child is really a huge loss to the body. I don't know if the skylark has left a shadow. Anyway, Qin Huansheng secretly vowed not to have a second child.

After giving birth to the child, Yunque rested for a full month. Qin Huansheng was more attentive than before, and he stewed various tonics for him every day.

At night, after the child fell asleep, Qin Huansheng gently climbed into the bed and hugged the lark from behind.

Yunque was about to fall asleep, and was awakened by his movement, and said in a daze: "Is the child asleep?"

Qin Huansheng whispered: "Sleep."

Yunque said "um", the sleepiness gradually dissipated, straightened up and said: "I'll rub your shoulders."

During this period, Qin Huansheng not only had to earn money to support his family, but also had to take care of his wife alone. Yunque wanted to help, but Qin Huansheng didn't give him a chance to get out of bed at all. Therefore, Qin Huansheng basically hadn't slept this month, and the fatigue on his face was increasing day by day.

"Is this strength okay?" Yunque's voice was very low, for fear of waking up the child, otherwise Qin Huansheng would suffer.

Qin Huansheng patted his hand and said, "Yes, it's very comfortable."

Yunque nodded when he heard the words, concentrated on continuing to massage, and talked to Qin Huansheng while rubbing.

These days, lying in bed doing nothing, he thinks about what he can do in the future.

He is not a squeamish house sparrow, nor a golden bird willing to be sheltered. He has his own ideas and does not want to live by Qin Huansheng.

"How about I teach people to sing and dance in the future?" Yunque climbed from behind to the front, and poured into Qin Huansheng's arms.

Qin Huansheng knew that he was proficient in qin, chess, singing and dancing, and he could indeed use it as a way to make a living, but he was not in a hurry now, the most important thing at the moment was to take care of himself.

"Well, I'll talk about it later." Skylark slowly closed her eyes, smelled Qin Huansheng's body, and prepared to fall asleep with peace of mind.

Qin Huansheng raised his hand and stroked his lower abdomen repeatedly, as if he was treating the most precious and fragile treasure. He said, "Queer, thank you."

Yunque opened his eyes again, "Thank me for what?"

Qin Huansheng seemed to fall into memory , said slowly: "I have been in the army for many years, and I have long been underestimated by the love of my children, and I am used to seeing the separation of life and death. I am afraid of delaying people, but I have never thought of starting a family."

"Until I met you." Qin Huansheng smiled, "You once said that God treated you well and let you meet me in Yunshui. In fact, I was lucky enough to marry you in three lifetimes."

"No no no, Don't say that." Yunque hurriedly shook his head, "You treat me well, save my life, don't dislike my past, I am the one who is favored by God."

Qin Huansheng squeezed his nose with a smile, and then pressed his forehead, said "It's a lucky thing for two unfortunate people to meet."

Yunque nodded vigorously, "We are the luckiest people in the world, and the children will be very lucky and blessed in the future."

Qin Huansheng looked into his eyes , said: "You have to know that in my heart, the child will always be second, and you are the first."

Yunque smiled shyly, "Me too. In my heart, nothing can surpass you."

Qin Huansheng hooked the corner of his lips . , in response to a soft but cherished kiss.

The moonlight swayed with clear waves, and the light and shadow were like ripples. The two were whispering like swans crossed their necks, and the two hearts were very close to each other in the ear and temples.

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