Gu Qinghan pondered for a moment and said in a gentle tone: "Uncle Xiao, do you still remember when your wife gave birth?"
She saw Father Xiao's eyes turned red, sadness and pain spreading in his eyes.
Father Xiao thought of Yan'er, Xiao's mother, who had been heartbroken for six hours and finally sacrificed her own life for the child.
That night was very cold, and he stood in the yard sweating profusely, pacing back and forth anxiously.
Midwives and maids came in and out of the door, and there were basin after basin of blood.
His wife was screaming in pain inside, but it had been several hours and she had no strength to scream again.
All I could hear was the midwife kept saying, "Harder, madam, harder!"
"Yes!" Suddenly, the woman in the house screamed angrily, and then the whole yard fell silent.
Followed by the baby's cry: "Wow!"
Father Xiao hurried forward and wanted to enter the door to see the situation of his wife, but was blocked by the mother -in -law at the door. The midwife looked at him with a strange look, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Mr. Xiao, congratulations to Mr. Xiao, you have a son." But no one took out the child to show him.
Father Xiao nodded and asked anxiously: "Where is Yan'er, how is she? Why is she silent?"
The midwife said almost indifferently: "Mrs. Xiao just gave birth to the young master, and now is the time when she has no strength. Mr. Xiao Let's go in later."
Father Xiao clenched his fists and prepared to go back, and then go in to see Madam's condition later.
But suddenly he heard a weak "Oh", as if he was struggling. He didn't react at that time. He just thought that his wife was calling him, so he ignored the midwife's instructions and rushed in after pushing away the midwife.
The bloodstains on the bed and floor had not yet been cleaned up and looked a bit scary. A unfamiliar maid hurriedly saluted him, and he waved carelessly.
When he was about to walk towards the bed, the maid said in a trembling voice: "Master, I will throw away these dirty quilts." From the corner of his eye, he saw
a large ball of something in the maid's hand, but he didn't pay attention to it. I was anxious to see how my wife was doing.
Taking a closer look, the lady's face was almost colorless and a little purple.
When he saw this, he noticed something was wrong and wanted to call the midwife to come in quickly.
But Madam held her hand. Madam's hand was terribly cold, cold sweat kept sliding down her face. Her swollen eyes looked at him in despair, and she struggled to say: "I...our...child...is looking for..." The last word was out of breath, and her wife dropped her hands feebly, just like that.
Father Xiao shouted in despair: "Yan'er, Yan'er! Come quickly, heal the madam! Come here!!"
...
Father Xiao still couldn't breathe in despair when he thought of these scenes. His eyes were bloodshot and sluggish. Talked about that day.
At the end of the sentence, he smiled a little shyly: "Yan'er had just found out that she was pregnant, so she decided on the name of the child with me. She said it must be a son, so let's call her Xiao Yinghuai."
Gu Qinghan clenched his fists, and his eyes were already a little wet. red.
Midwives, maids...
the person behind them is probably the queen.
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