Looking at his excited figure running far away, several women in the house laughed.

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Dà Sūn shì said: "He's the son of a wealthy family, he probably hasn't done anything like this since he was young, right?"

Xiao Ya Xue was drinking sugar water. After drinking the sugar water, she felt a little strength returned to her.

Upon hearing this, she shook her head and said: "Times are tough. Back in Liao, he was a pampered young master who had everything handed to him."

"Back then, when the concubines in the manor gave birth, a whole bunch of maidservants and female attendants would be there to help, along with skillful midwives."

"He just takes a glance when the child is born, gives them a name, and after ten days or half a month he remembers it and has another look."

Once, there was a funny incident where he mistook his subordinate's daughter for his own.

Xiao Ya Xue couldn't help but laugh at this point, and the others in the room laughed along with her.

After laughing, Xiao Ya Xue sighed again.

To tell the truth, this wasn't his first time being a father. My son is his third child. He has two daughters from previous concubines.

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"It's a pity, those two poor children, both lost in the war, their fate unknown..."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a bit heavy.

"Did she never look for him again?"

Xiao Ya Xue said: "I looked around secretly, but I didn't find it."

Caobaimei said, "No wonder I saw my elder brother's excited and happy expression the other day. It must be that the two daughters' guilt is now all placed on this son."

When a man has his first child, he doesn't really know how to be a father.

"When he gets older, and has more children, when he gives birth to another child, he'll know how to be caring." she said.

With the help of Sun's eldest grandson, Sun's second granddaughter and Cao Baimei Yang Ruolan, Xiao Yaxue and that day's children were well taken care of and fell asleep peacefully in the cradle beside their bed.

In a large pot, there was a full pot of noodles boiling.

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On the stove were a row of large, open bowls, each filled with fragrant and sweet dumplings.

Then, on that day, Song placed the bowls of noodles on a tray and carried them out, door to door. Every household received a large bowl, and everyone in the village was given some.

When night came, Mrs. Sun helped bathe the little baby, change its clothes, and feed it a bit.

Put him to sleep in the cradle and reminded Song and Xiao Ya Xue about some things that day before returning home.

Yang Huazhong brought over some foot-washing water and placed it in front of Sun Shi.

The man knelt down to wash Sun's feet, which startled Sun.

"No, no," Mrs. Sun hurriedly stood up, but Yang Huaizhong held her shoulder and pressed her back down.

"There's nothing wrong with it. You've washed my feet for a lifetime, today it's my turn to wash yours." he said.

Mrs. Sun was still looking surprised and delighted.

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“Men are the heavens, women are the earth. It's only natural for women to serve men. If your parents found out you were helping me wash my feet, they would be furious...” Mrs. Sun said.

At this time, Yang Huazhong had already knelt down in front of Sun Shi and had already taken off one shoe from her foot.

Upon hearing this, the man grinned and said, “There’s no such thing as serving each other. In our family, using our daughter Qing'er's words, you are the mother and I am the father.”

“Just like the actors on stage, we play different roles and have different jobs.”

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"Today I saw that song's wife giving birth over there, so I thought about the scene of you giving birth to my three kids back then."

"Three times, I stepped on the ground of Hell's Court before being given this lively and bustling home I have now. With a complete family, including grandchildren." He said.

Warm water ran over Sun's ankles.

The woman felt both comfortable and moved, her eyes welled up.

Suddenly remembering something, she asked Yang Huazhong: "It will be our baby's birthday in twenty days. I wonder if Qing'er and Tang YaZi can make it back?" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! ?

Yang Huazhong pondered for a moment and said, "They will definitely remember the baby's birthday more firmly than us."

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"If things are finished, they will definitely try to come back as soon as possible. If they don't come back, it must mean that things aren't over yet."

Let's not rush things, let's wait patiently and follow our own plan to celebrate the baby's birthday. He said.

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Good!"

"By the way, when you went to send sweets to Granny's place earlier, did Qinger's grandmother say anything?" Mrs. Sun asked suddenly.

Since Li Xiu Xin was taken back to her family home by her mother last time, it has been over a month and she hasn't been sent back.

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Yang Yongxian is almost fully recovered from his injuries. He has gone to Li Jia Cun several times to pick him up, but he hasn't come back.

Thus, the matter came to a standstill.

Old Yang looked at Yang Yongxian's day-to-day gloom and despair, and also got anxious. So he found Yang Huazhong, hoping he could help mediate and bring Li Xiu Xin back.

Yang Huazhong kept Yang Ruqing's parting words in mind, trying his best not to interfere with the affairs of the old Yang family and letting them handle things themselves.

Therefore, these days, the number of times I've been to the old house can be counted on my fingers.

Today, I went to the old house because I was helping Aunt Song send sweets that day.

At this moment, hearing Mrs. Sun's words, Yang Huazhong said: "Our father is not at home, our mother is here, and our mother didn't say anything, she just asked me if the son born to the Song family that day was a boy or a girl, and then she didn't say anything else."

“Oh.” Mrs. Sun nodded.

“Mother’s medicine, is it almost gone?” Mrs. Sun asked again.

Yang Huazhong said: "It's almost finished, but there's no need to buy more. Her ear is better now, she can hear, and taking medicine isn't good for her body. This was her own idea."

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Son nodded slightly.

My feet were warmed up, I just lay down on the bed, and after a while, there was noise coming from outside the yard.

"It sounds like Ah Hao!" Mrs. Sun said.

Let me take a look!

Yang Huazhong immediately got up and opened the door, it really was Ah Hao.

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“It’s the middle of the night, why did you come over?” Yang Huazhong asked.

A-hou ran out of breath, saying, "Third Uncle, Lan, Lan'er is also about to give birth!"

"Ah?"

Yang Huazhong was truly astonished. He turned his head to look at Sun, who had already gotten off the ground and was putting on her clothes behind him.

"What day is this? Why are you all gathered here?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Sun said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Hurry up, Ah Hao go invite Chen Wenpo, Qing'er's father, you go to the next courtyard and call my elder sister. I will go directly to Lan'er's place."

"Is there no one at Lan'er's place now?" Mrs. Sun asked again.

Ahou said, "Madam Xian is here."

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"Auntie Three, what should we do? I saw... I saw Lan'er bleeding so much, and it won't stop..." Ah Hao said in a panic, his young face pale with fear.

Her eyes were filled with worry, her whole body trembling as she stood there, her fingers nervously shaking.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly soothed Ah Hao, saying: "Then I'll go now, don't panic, childbirth is like this, it's nothing!"

The three of them went their separate ways.

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