Yunxing's due date is the penultimate day.
Fu Jingshen had a vasectomy without telling everyone.
At night, in the VIP delivery room.
Yang Ma put down the chicken soup and quietly went out to wait.
Yunxing's lips turned white, she put her hands on her belly and leaned into Fu Jingshen's arms.
Her eyes were closed tightly, and Fu Jingshen gently patted her back, coaxing her to sleep.
A long time passed.
Everything is quiet.
Fu Jingshen put his hand on Yunxing's belly.
I thought for a long time, opened and closed my lips several times, and endured all the words.
Finally he stood up, half-bent down, and kissed her belly.
His eyes were intense, and he put his hand on his pregnant belly to feel the movement of the little thing inside.
"Tuanzi, can you make a promise with dad that you won't let mom hurt for too long, okay?"
The little man inside seemed to understand his words and moved.
Fu Jingshen curled his lips: "Thank you."
Since Yunxing became pregnant, Fu Jingshen has always slept lightly. If Yunxing turned around even slightly, he would wake up and look at her for a long time.
In the middle of the night, when he felt the little girl moaning in pain in his arms, he opened his eyes, with panic in his deep eyes.
"Axing?"
Yunxing's eyes were a little weak when he opened them, and he managed to smile: "It's okay, the amniotic water probably broke. Ah Shen, call the doctor."
Fu Jingshen hurriedly pressed the bell on the bedside, and then wiped the thin sweat on Yunxing's forehead with trembling fingers.
The doctor was almost dragged in. After observing, he pushed Yunxing into the delivery room.
The moment the door closed, Fu Jingshen put his hand on the door.
He no longer had the calmness and coldness of the past, and his eyes were almost pleading.
"I want to go in and stay with Asing."
Recalling what Mr. Yun said, the doctor politely declined: "Mr. Fu, your condition is not suitable for going in to accompany the childbirth."
If he were inside and watched Mrs. Fu suffer and get sick, no one would be able to control it.
Fu Jingshen's eyes turned red: "Please..."
The doctor was in a dilemma. Anyuan came over and pulled Fu Jingshen and advised him: "Brother, let's wait outside. A Xing will be fine."
Almost all of Yunxing's pregnancy test reports were given to Jiang Yuan. He knew everything about them and comforted him: "Boss, don't worry. I promise, nothing will happen to our little ancestor."
As he said that, he took advantage of the situation and took Ruan Chu, who was so nervous that his legs were weak, into his arms.
Fu Jingshen was finally stopped outside.
As soon as the door closed, he knelt down with a "dong" sound, clasped his hands and prayed: "Buddha is above me, believers are willing to use good deeds in three lives to exchange for clouds and stars without disasters."
You said that a person who holds the power of life and death, why would he believe in Buddhism?
It was probably because the person close to his heart was too important, and the full-level protection he provided was still not enough.
There is no other way but to seek help from Buddha.
Anyuan sighed and stayed by his side.
After entering the delivery room, Yunxing cried out in pain for a moment.
It hurt so much that her internal organs seemed to be crushed together.
When Fu Jingshen was around, she was afraid that he would be worried, so she bit her lip to prevent herself from shouting.
Now I can't control it anymore, I'm sweating profusely and crying.
Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes onto the pillow, soaking a large area. Yunxing cried softly, feeling a long and thick needle piercing her spine. The pain slowly diminished, and the light was turned on, shaking her open. Don't open your eyes.
From time to time, she heard the doctor gently telling her to inhale, exert force, and so on...
She grabbed the sheets and thought to herself: Tuanzi, Tuanzi, can you hear what your mother is saying?
Please come out safely and follow your mother to love your father.
With a cry, Yunxing's hands dropped weakly.
When being pushed out of the delivery room, Yun Xing saw from the corner of his eye a kneeling figure who reluctantly stood up and ran to her side rather staggeringly.
It's Fu Jingshen, very embarrassed Fu Jingshen.
Yun Xing raised her hand with difficulty to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and laughed at him: "Fu Jingshen, you are a father, how can you cry?"
He followed her moving bed, walking a little strangely.
Yunxing cried once in the delivery room, and now that she saw him like this, she cried again.
Howling.
Fu Jingshen held her hand and said in a tight voice, "Does it hurt?"
Yunxing used all his strength to cry and spoke intermittently: "Bitch, who made you kneel there!!!"
She was in the delivery room for almost six hours.
It is conceivable that he knelt as long as she entered.
Fu Jingshen chuckled, it turned out to be the reason.
Fu Jingshen kissed her forehead. He didn't answer her words, but was extremely gentle and said to her: "Thank you for your hard work. There will be no next time."
no next time.
Absolutely not, next time.
Tuanzi was just two days old and the whole world was noisy.
Not a moment of purity.
Groups of people came to see him.
His pink and tender face was pinched again and again.
He howled until his voice became hoarse, but it was no use.
For this reason, he knew from an early age that his life was destined to be unstable.
Tuanzi is not a nickname, but a correct name.
It is said that when his mother named him, she said lazily: "I'm too lazy to think about it, so let's call him Tuanzi."
Then, following his father's doting temperament, his grandfather started a fight with him, but he still failed to change his name.
His father dotes on his mother, and he has known that since he was one year old.
On a rainy day, three people were walking together and passed a puddle. His father picked up his mother and walked over without hesitation.
He was left standing there in embarrassment, being short, fat and unable to cross his legs.
When he was two years old, he and Ah Xing were playing on the bed. They both rolled off the bed. Fu Jingshen was so anxious that he called Uncle Jiang and looked over Ah Xing.
And he, the main group of Tuanzi, was still struggling to get up in the corner, and no one was paying attention.
So he deeply understood that parents are true love and children are accidents.
When Tuanzi was three years old, he was in the small class of kindergarten. I didn’t see Ah Xing get up early to see him off once! Not even once!
When Tuanzi was five years old, he rolled out of bed neatly, got dressed, brushed his teeth and washed his face, put on his schoolbag, and when he opened the door, he saw Fu Jingshen waiting for him outside.
Tuanzi took it for granted and rolled his eyes: "Axing is sleeping in again?"
I don’t know when it started, but he stopped calling me mom.
Fu Jingshen lowered his eyes, as if satisfied, chuckled, and casually replied, "Yes."
Just as he was about to go downstairs, Yunxing's voice called Fu Jingshen came from the bedroom.
Tuanzi climbed the stairs neatly with his short legs: "I know, I'll ask Grandma Yang to take me there."
Fu Jingshen nodded slightly, and without missing a second, he turned around and went into the room to coax his little girl.
Yang's mother was waiting downstairs, watching Tuanzi come down alone, and she was also used to it.
"Tuanzi is good, mom just prefers to sleep in."
She used a coaxing tone and curled her lips, looking sixty-six times like Fu Jingshen: "Grandma Yang is wrong, Fu Jingshen said, the princess doesn't get up early."
"So it's not because I'm lazy, it's because my mother is a princess."
He can talk about Ah Xing, but no one can.
