Rebirth at Seventy: Counterattack on Life

Song Zhengyang borrowed the hospital's phone number and called his parents.

At this time, it was already time to get off work. I wonder if his parents are still at work.

If not, I can only contact you tomorrow.

After all, most households did not have telephones at this time.

Contact methods basically still consist of writing letters and sending telegrams.

"Hi, who are you looking for?"

Yang Lanying's voice came out from the phone, a little tired.

"Mom, I am Zhengyang."

"It's you, why are you calling now? I'm just getting ready to get off work."

"Is Jin a new student? How is it? Is it going well? Is it a boy or a girl?"

Yang Lanying asked why she was calling at this time, and then she realized that her daughter-in-law must have given birth.

Fortunately, she worked overtime today, otherwise she would have missed this call?

I quickly asked a few more questions.

"The baby is born. The boy is six pounds and four ounces. The birth went well. The baby is very healthy. Jinxin is just a little exhausted."

Song Zhengyang reported to his mother one by one.

"Okay, mother and son are safe, that's great.

I'll go home to announce the good news. You take good care of your wife. I'll ask for leave tomorrow. "

Yang Lanying was happy.

Becoming a grandma myself.

She has a grandson.

I hung up the phone and ran home.

First of all, I have to tell my wife the good news that he is a grandfather.

"I'm back. I just cooked some noodles. Eat a bowl while it's hot."

When he got home, Song Qianxiang had already cooked noodles.

I'm sharing noodles with Grandpa Song.

He really doesn't know how to cook, but he can cook some noodles.

When he saw her come back, he invited her to eat noodles.

“It’s born, it’s born.

My son called me just now and said that Jinxin had given birth to a son, weighing more than six pounds. "

Yang Lanying was so excited that she almost started shouting with gongs and drums.

"Okay, okay.

How is Xiao Zhou?

But I have to tell Zhengyang to take good care of him.

Do you have to go there tomorrow?

I will also go with you to see my great-great-grandson. "

Grandpa Song was the first to react, saying hello and wanting to go see the child with his son and wife.

He is a great grandfather, and it is worth traveling no matter how far he travels.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to buy the tickets. I'll also call and send a telegram to my relatives at home to tell them the good news."

Song Qianxiang was also very happy and agreed. He got up and went to find someone to buy tickets.

"What's the rush? Let's eat some noodles before leaving."

Yang Lanying looked at the noodles that had not been eaten twice and quickly called her wife.

I'm not in a hurry, I'll go there after I finish eating.

"No, I'll go home and pick up two boxes of cans and have a few sips with Dad when I come back."

The only way Song Qianxiang could think of to celebrate was to take a few sips of wine to make himself feel happier.

Yang Lanying ignored him, took two bites, and quickly went to the leader to ask for leave.

I'm leaving tomorrow, and I don't care if it's a little late today. It's true that I asked for leave.

……

When the Zhou sisters arrived at the hospital, Zhou Jinxin had already woken up and was breastfeeding her child.

This kid was quick to talk. Zhou Jinxin had just given birth and hadn't eaten yet, so his milk supply wasn't enough. He wasn't satisfied with his food, so he howled at the top of his voice in a hurry.

"Sister, you're awake.

I've stewed chicken soup for you, drink some quickly. "

Zhou Jinling's eyes were bright as she looked at her little nephew who was working hard to suck breast milk.

This is so cute. Look at him, he is so small and his face is red and his neck is thick when he cries. He will definitely be a powerful boy in the future.

Zhou Jinjie frowned as she looked at her newborn nephew who was still red.

Why is this not as good-looking as she imagined?

She remembered that the little girl of a few months who lived with her classmate she saw in the alley was not so ugly.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?"

Yao Yawen looked at Xiao Wu with tears in her eyes, pulled her over and asked in a low voice.

“Mom, this is too ugly.

When will he grow up?

Will you feel inferior when you grow up? "

Xiao Wu whispered in Yao Yawen's ear, fearing that her elder sister would feel uncomfortable if she heard it.

Her eldest sister is so good-looking and her brother-in-law is also quite handsome. How could she give birth to a child that looks like a monkey?

The eldest sister and brother-in-law must be very worried.

"You kid.

Newborn babies are like this.

This child is so beautiful. He will look even better when he grows up. "

Yao Yawen thought she was crying because she felt sorry for her eldest sister.

The result is that the child is too ugly and makes the child cry.

"Jinxin, drink some chicken soup quickly.

Drink some soup and milk and the milk will come.

I'll knead it for you in a while to make sure you have enough milk and make this kid strong and strong. "

Yao Yawen watched the child cry so hard that he couldn't eat anything after just two bites. Now he was so tired that he fell asleep and quickly asked Zhou Jinxin to drink soup.

This is all experience, soup and water nourish people.

Zhou Jinxin is also welcome.

Picking up the lunch box, he drank a lot.

Firstly, I felt empty in my stomach just after giving birth, and secondly, I didn’t care about anything else because I wanted to have enough milk for the baby.

Sure enough, the experience passed down is useful.

Not even half an hour after she drank the chicken soup, she was searched several times by her mother's rough hands.

At this moment, I felt that my bulge was swollen and a little painful.

"Come on, grandson, come and eat. I'm sure to be full this time."

Seeing his daughter's condition, Yao Yawen quickly picked up his grandson.

This time the child opened his mouth and ate.

There is enough milk and it has begun to overflow.

Song Zhengyang saw their mothers drinking soup and kneading milk there, but he didn't move forward to join in.

I still have an important task now.

Name the child.

At this moment, countless names flashed through his mind, but he rejected them one by one.

Song Yupeng?It has the meaning of stability, excellence, prudence and self-discipline, honesty and trustworthiness, tolerance towards others, and broad connections.

The more Song Zhengyang thought about it, the more satisfied he became. He was so good, how could he come up with such a perfect name?

He quickly ran to discuss with Zhou Jinxin.

"what do you think?"

Song Zhengyang repeated his name to Zhou Jinxin with a proud look on his face, waiting for Zhou Jinxin to praise him.