Chapter 455: Giving Birth to a Daughter

Fan Xiuying held her little grandson in her arms. This child was growing up really well.

Inherited all the advantages of his parents.

A high nose bridge, big deep eyes, facial features as deep as a knife like his father's, and full lips.

Her skin has completely inherited Jiang Xiaoxiao's fair skin. It is not as red as other newborns like a little monkey, nor is it like some children with severe jaundice.

Instead, it was as white as fine white porcelain and shone brightly.

The three-day-old child has fully opened its eyes and is staring curiously at Fan Xiuying in front of her, but neither crying nor fussing.

Especially when Fan Xiuying coaxed him softly, she would smile unconsciously.

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought it was unconscious, but Fan Xiuying thought her grandson knew her.

It was a smile for her.

"Mom, don't hold the child all the time. It's you who said you shouldn't hold the child like this, otherwise the child won't want to lie on the bed in the future and it will spoil the child."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was worried about Fan Xiuying's waist and her peach. Fan Xiuying had never been sick and hospitalized in her life!

But recently, because she gave birth to a baby, Fan Xiuying stayed here almost all day, or went back to cook chicken soup and cook, doing all kinds of things non-stop.

Jiang Xiaoxiao watched her rubbing her waist when no one was around. Fan Xiuying was not young after all. Even Iron Man couldn't stand being busy for so long.

Fan Xiuying saw Jiang Xiaoxiao put down the bowl in his hand. As expected, half a bowl of brown sugar water was left in the bowl.

"You child, if you don't eat and drink enough, how can our glutinous rice balls be eaten? You only eat a little bit every time, just like feeding chickens. Look at our little glutinous rice balls, they are not like what your mother said, Grandma likes to pamper us Tangyuan and hug us. We Tangyuan also like to be held by grandma, right?

have a look! Tang Yuan smiled. We Tang Yuan are very smart and never cry or make trouble. I have never seen a child who is more worry-free than our Tang Yuan. Grandma hugged happily. "

sweet dumpling!

Yes, the little guy is white and fat. Originally, Jiang Xiaoxiao thought he looked like a steamed bun and wanted to call him steamed bun.

Fan Xiuying, Jiang Laoshi, Mr. Song and Mrs. Song all refused to agree.

How can their child be called Baozi?

In the end, we could only call it glutinous rice balls, and everyone thought it was acceptable.

The nickname can be anything.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at her spoiled son and shook her head helplessly. Ever since she gave birth to Tangyuan, her mother had completely deprived her of her love. She was only focused on Tangyuan.

Fan Xiuying and Mrs. Song took turns watching the child.

The two people were holding the child and playing around there. They didn't know what such a young child knew!

But the two of them had a great time.

They even called it "playing with glutinous rice balls", but Jiang Xiaoxiao thought that they were probably using glutinous rice balls as toys.

"I can't eat, but the rations are enough for your grandson. Don't nag me. You feed me six meals a day. I'm going to be like a pig. I eat and sleep, and I eat after sleeping. Look at me. My face is now round, and I am told that I don’t eat enough.”

She was truly blessed after giving birth.

She doesn't need to take care of the child. Except when she needs to eat, she will bring the dumplings to her rice bowl. At other times, she doesn't need to do anything about the dumplings.

She hasn't even learned how to hold a child now.

Every time her son came over, she was still in a hurry, not least because her mother and Mrs. Song didn't give her a chance to practice.

"You are the child's mother. If you don't eat well, how will the child have food to eat? Just give me a confinement period. If a woman doesn't do a good job in confinement, you will suffer in the future. You have to be obedient! You can't help it. Do whatever you want."

Fan Xiuying didn't care. The child actually wanted to walk around on the ground, which made Fan Xiuying anxious and scolded him endlessly.

Jiang Xiaoxiao closed his eyes and lay there obediently.

Otherwise, Mrs. Song would come later, and together with her mother, she would be crying without tears.

My status has dropped drastically.

Not as free as glutinous rice balls.

What a miserable life.

Who can know the mood of a mother who gave birth in August. The doors and windows in the house were closed, and it was so hot that she almost broke out in prickly heat.

It was impossible to wipe away the sweat with a hot towel, her mother was strictly on guard.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was really going to die.

Why do I have to give birth to a baby in August?

…

Fang Xiaohui was in a bad mood as she held her crying daughter.

"Why don't you hurry up and feed her? If you don't hear the cry, it will almost attract people in the entire corridor. I have never seen a child who can cry like this."

Mother Song is not angry.

"People also give birth to children, and you also give birth to children. You explain that you got pregnant before her, but when it came to giving birth, you let her give birth to her first. She gave birth to her child. Jiang Xiaoxiao can give birth to a son. Look at it. The old lady likes it and stays in the ward every day and doesn't come out.

They all live in the ward over there, how about you? If you don’t have any other skills, don’t you even have the ability to coax your own children? You said you can't give birth to a grandson, so forget it if the old lady is jealous of you. Who makes me unlucky? I like a daughter-in-law like you, but why can't I even coax my own child? Tell me about you, if you can still do it What is it for? "

Song's mother was angry that she would not fight.

I originally thought that my daughter-in-law would be able to give birth to a grandson, or at least have the title of an eldest great-grandson.

Let the old lady at least change her attitude for the sake of her great-grandson. Her son is waiting for the old lady to support him at a critical moment.

Who knew, but luckily, Jiang Xiaoxiao gave birth to the baby two days early, and a boy was born.

Now, the old lady likes to stay in the ward every day and never come out.

She loves the child with all her heart, but her daughter-in-law is so good.

Not to mention that she was late than others, there was no movement all the time, and she was so anxious that she could not go to the room. Finally, she said that she was born, but it turned out to be a daughter. This little girl was not liked when she was born, and her crying was louder than anyone else.

There was no peace all day long, and Song's mother was so angry that she was dissatisfied with everything.

Fang Xiaohui's tears of grievance fell.

Song Mohuan glanced at his mother, "Mom, please stop talking. Isn't it the same whether you have a boy or a girl? Grandma said that it's the same whether you have a boy or a girl, and it's not that Grandma didn't care about my daughter! It's not Xiaohui's fault that you said that. It's up to her to decide whether to have a boy or a girl.

I'm a doctor, my dad is a doctor, don't you understand this? Xiaohui, don't cry. People say that it's bad for a woman's eyes to cry after giving birth, don't listen to my mom."

Song Mohuan was impatient to see his wife crying.

"Okay, okay, now I can't even say anything to your precious daughter-in-law, right?"

Song's mother was furious, but Fang Xiaohui didn't refute, she just cried. When Song Mohuan saw his wife crying, the balance in his heart immediately tilted.

"Mom, is there a mother-in-law like you? Your daughter-in-law gave birth to a child, but you didn't cook some chicken soup for her, make some supplements, and send some food. You said you came empty-handed, but you kept scolding her.

If the child wants to cry, is that her problem? If you really don't like my daughter, then you should just go back and don't come. It will be less troublesome if you don't come. Look at what has happened in this ward since you came.

Some people cry and some people make a fuss. Old Wang will come to the hospital today. How will he look if he sees you like this?"

Song Mohuan's words made Song's mother pause.

"Old Wang is coming?"

She only recently learned that Fang Xiaohui seemed to know Old Wang and would run to his house from time to time.

"Of course it's true. I called the Wang family, and Mr. Wang's driver said that Mr. Wang and his family had just left, and the car they took was to this hospital. They must have known that Xiaohui had given birth, and they must have come to see Xiaohui. If Mr. Wang saw you like this, what would he think of our Song family?"

Song Mohuan had never met Mr. Wang, but once he saw Mr. Wang's driver sending Fang Xiaohui back, he knew that his wife actually knew Mr. Wang, and that Mr. Wang had sent someone to send her back. Mr. Wang was much more powerful than his grandmother.

If he had Mr. Wang's support, he would rather cling to Mr. Wang's thighs than trying hard to get a good look from his grandmother.