Chronicle of Rebirth 60

CH 2 : Rebirth

 "Aunt Meng, how is it? Is it a boy or a girl?"

Miao Sanfeng saw that the mat was lifted, and the midwife came out holding a little baby wrapped in a dusty quilt, and rushed to greet her. She had long given up hope for the birth of the eldest daughter-in-law, but at this time she still had a little bit of luck.

 The old man Jiang put down the dry tobacco in his hand, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

 Aunt Meng, the midwife, also knew about Jiang's situation, and the gossiping women on the team often made jokes about Jiang's eldest daughter-in-law. At this time, she smiled and stuffed the baby into Miao Sanfeng's hands.

 "It's a boy. Your eldest daughter-in-law gave birth to you." This is the only seedling of the elders of the Jiang family. This baby was delivered by her. Aunt Meng has already thought of the rich harvest of her trip. Now every family has no surplus food, she is still waiting to earn some cornmeal this time to start a fire for the children in the family.

"Son, it's a son." Miao Sanfeng looked at the wrinkled, red-skinned monkey-like baby Jinsun in her arms, with trembling hands and tears in her old eyes. Her eldest son finally had a child.

When Jiang Cheng heard the midwife's words, he immediately put the dry tobacco on the table, and limped to his wife's side. Jiang Cheng was injured on the battlefield in the early years, and one leg was lame. Usually, he would not notice it when he walked slowly. Now, because of his impatience, his speed was a little faster.

 He stepped forward and carefully unwrapped the little baby, crying with excitement: "It's a boy, the eldest has a son, and I have a grandson." The
child with closed eyes in Miao Sanfeng's hand seemed a little uncomfortable, He closed his eyes and groaned, twisting his body.

 Old man Jiang blushed, looking at how much he liked the skinny little doll in the old woman's hand, and the child whose rough old hands wanted to hug, but was afraid that his rough hands would hurt him.

 "Brother Jiang, you're really serious. Maybe you're afraid that I won't be able to lie to you." Aunt Meng gave him an annoyed look when she saw Jiang Cheng's actions.

 "Where is there, am I too excited, Dahai, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and go to something, thank you, Aunt Meng."

 Old man Jiang has everything he can do, so he won't be stingy.

 "Ah, oh oh" Jiang Dahai was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses. He had long been dazzled by the fact that he had a son. Over the years, because of the fact that he had no son, he was under no pressure. No younger than his own wife.

 Chairman Mao's slogan that women can hold up half the sky has long been known to every household, but in remote rural areas like theirs, if the family does not have a son, people will talk about it everywhere, especially Jiang Dahai is already in his early thirties this year. Those who are the same age already have several sons. According to the customs here, if they don’t have sons, they will never be born again. What’s the use of having more daughters?

 Now that he finally has a son, Jiang Dahai feels that he can finally walk outside with his back straight. His son, his precious egg, Jiang Dahai rubbed his hands and giggled, looking at his little boy with feet like Sticking to the ground, the mouth responded, but the person remained motionless.

 "I think he's being silly. Sister Meng, just wait, I'll get it for you." Miao Sanfeng glanced at her silly son, but she also understood his son's mood, and put the child in her arms on the table. In the hands of the eldest son.