Three or Two Things about Rebirth

The mother-in-law of the pregnant woman named Song Shuang snatched the child back and hid far away, "What a psycho! This is my grandson!"

Mother Lu's hands were empty, and she screamed in panic, "Someone is stealing the child!"

While shouting, he turned around to greet Qin's mother. Qin's mother was sitting on a bench. She turned her head away coldly, secretly hating herself for becoming a relative of such a person.

At this time, an older midwife in the delivery room came to the door and signaled the young nurse to go back. She smiled and said to Lu's mother, who was ready to grab the baby with bloodshot eyes, "Hey, Director Fan, that's not your child. Your daughter-in-law hasn't given birth yet! Listen, the person is still crying inside. Don't worry. Huifang has a small frame, so it's normal for the labor to take a little longer."

"Xiao Wang, are you sure?" Mother Lu quickly realized her own gaffe, and immediately controlled her emotions, saying embarrassedly, "Look at me, I was so busy that I just closed my eyes for a while, and vaguely heard someone shouting that the baby was born, and I thought it was my grandson who was brought out!"

After that, she patted the midwife's arm and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Once the baby is born, Sister Fan will treat you to a meal!"

"It's not hard, this is our job." The midwife smiled and nodded to Qin's mother and closed the door of the delivery room.

After a while, Lu Jiaming's three sisters came in together and were shocked to see a group of people outside the delivery room. Sister Lu smiled and greeted Qin's mother, and asked, "Auntie Huang, how long has Huifang been in there? How long will it take for my nephew to be born?"

Qiu Luming looked at the Lu family's performance and suddenly became worried about Qin Huifang. Lu Jiaming had three older sisters, and he was the only child in two generations of the Lu family. It was conceivable that the Lu family had high expectations for the child in Qin Huifang's belly. If a boy was born, Qin Huifang would undoubtedly be a great contributor to the Lu family, but if a girl was born, the whole family would definitely be disappointed, and there would be no shortage of cold words. According to Qin Huifang's hot temper, there would definitely be a fight.

Although Lu Jiaming has liked Qin Huifang since childhood, he is also a filial son who mentions "Mom" every other sentence. As time goes by, it is impossible for him to always stand on Qin Huifang's side.

Half an hour later, the woman named Song Shuang came out of the delivery room with a smile on her face, which surprised everyone, and Qiu Luming was even more frightened.

Qiu Luming has been trembling with fear for the past half day. Her mother died of dystocia during childbirth, which made her very afraid of giving birth. She knew that no matter how advanced medicine was, women would still have to go through the gates of hell when giving birth.

So after Qin Huifang entered the delivery room, her screams suddenly turned into crying, and the midwife's slightly nervous and stern voice made Qiu Luming even more nervous.

When Qin Huifang stopped crying, she became even more nervous, fearing that in the next second, the nurse would run out of the delivery room with bloody hands, shouting, "The woman is dying!", just like in TV dramas.

So, when Song Shuang walked out of the delivery room slowly with a smile on her face and her hair a little messy, the shock to her cognition was too great: Is there any way to give birth to a child?

"You are stupid!" Song Shuang's mother screamed, rushed over, wrapped her daughter with a blanket and clothes, pushed her onto the rolling bed, and pushed her back to the ward.

Qiu Luming heard Song Shuang's excited voice, "Mom, I gave birth to a person! I gave birth to a person!"

Qiu Luming was a little amused and helpless after hearing this.

"Oh." Song's mother only responded with a hint of tears in her voice.

"Mom, where are my children? Where is Zhang Yong?"

Song's mother choked up, "They are taking the child back to the ward first, don't worry. Shuang, are you still in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Mom. Aren't you happy for me that I gave birth to a boy?"

"Mom is happy, why wouldn't I be happy? Your children won't have to suffer this in the future..."

Qiu Luming's heels were aching from standing so much. Even the pregnant woman in the middle bed had gone into the delivery room, but Qin Huifang still hadn't given birth to the baby.

Qin's mother anxiously pried through the crack in the delivery room's door, occasionally putting her ear against the door, and even squatting down to look into the delivery room through the gap under the door.

Qiu Luming heard the midwife in the delivery room say calmly, "Push harder, push harder!"

Qin Huifang cried and said, "I am exhausted..."

"I told you to save your strength to give birth to the baby but you didn't listen and kept crying and shouting. Your mother was so worried at the door! Now the amniotic fluid has run out. If you don't give birth, the baby will be in danger!"

Perhaps stimulated by these words, two minutes later, Qin Huifang let out a sudden scream, followed by the loud cry of a baby.

Everyone became excited. Those who were dozing off or chatting became alert and gathered at the door of the delivery room. Mother Lu clapped her hands, stood up, and ran to the door of the delivery room first. She pushed Mother Qin, who had been standing at the door, aside and said, "I'll hold the baby, I'll hold the baby!"

Twenty minutes later, the door of the delivery room opened, and a midwife named Wang came out holding a wrapped baby, "Family of Qin Huifang!"

"Hey hey hey hey!" Lu's mother responded repeatedly and stretched out her hands.

"Qin Huifang gave birth to a girl. Take a look. She was born at 4:15 and weighed 6.6 jin. Both mother and daughter are safe!"

"What? Why is it a girl?" Lu's mother withdrew her hands and asked sternly.

Mother Qin took the baby and asked, "When will my daughter come out?"

"Sister Huang, don't worry. Huifang is fine. She has a small frame, so she suffered a little during the birth. The placenta will be delivered soon and will come out after it is properly treated. Prepare a hat and blanket for her so she won't be blown by the wind."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Xiao Wang!"

All the female relatives of the Qin family came over and said auspicious words:

Hey, look at this child, she’s so pink and white, she will definitely be as white as her mother when she grows up!

Wow, the little baby still has a high nose!

These eyebrows and this little mouth are exactly the same as Huifang's when she was a child!

Speak a little quieter, don't scare the children. My niece is so smart, she must be wondering where all these loud voices and chattering come from, hahahaha......

......

——One of the basic skills of people in Northeast China is to learn to pick out one advantage and praise others even under the most difficult conditions.

Qiu Luming and Han Meifen squeezed for a long time but still couldn't see what the child looked like.

The door of the delivery room opened again, and Qin Huifang was pushed out by the nurse while lying on a rolling bed. Qin's mother sobbed, handed the child to her niece beside her, and rushed over. The first thing she did was to put a hat on her daughter's head.

Qiu Luming also struggled to squeeze over, looking at his exhausted friend, tears falling down his face, and said with relief in his heart: It’s great, it’s great that you’re not dead!

Qin Huifang smiled weakly, "Silly Luming, I'm giving birth to a child, why are you crying?"

"I'm scared..." Qiu Luming blurted out.

The Qin family relatives around burst into laughter.

When they arrived at the ward, Qin Huifang's cousin suddenly asked, "Hey Huifang, where's your grandmother?"

Only then did everyone notice that Lu's mother had left without them noticing.

Sister Lu Jiaming smiled and said, "My mother is anxious to go home and prepare delicious food for Huifang!"

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In mid-June, the first cargo was shipped through Jiayang Port.

Qiu Luming performed his translation duties and boarded the ship for inspection with two male colleagues and officers and soldiers from the border inspection station. This was the first transaction of the trading company this year, a barter trade in which China exchanged sugar for a batch of scrapped machinery from Russia.

The translator for Jiayang Trading Company was Jiang Danni again. She looked at Qiu Luming, who was wearing a customs uniform, with undisguised contempt and jealousy in her eyes.

Qiu Luming smiled at her and raised his eyebrows.

In the interval between loading and unloading of cargo, Qiu Luming heard that Lv Jianjun and Li Wei, who worked with her as assistant translators for the Russian Song and Dance Troupe last year, went to Russia this year with the labor export farmers.

"The Russians have fertile black soil, but they don't know how to farm. The vegetables they grow are potatoes and persimmons. More than a hundred of us went there this time, mainly to grow vegetables. They don't need our grain, because they have mechanized it. Even these machines, although they are scrapped, are still usable, because they have more advanced ones."

Qiu Luming laughed, "There is no one in the world who is better at farming than the Chinese. It has become an instinct. For example, in my family, whenever there is an empty flowerpot, my mother will plant flowers in it. If there are no flowers, she will plant two peppers or lettuce."

"Yes, my mother's backyard is also well maintained and there is not a single weed!" the staff of the trading company also said with a smile.

Qiu Luming looked at the rusty machines, some of which were dismantled, and she felt that it was just a boatload of scrap metal.

The man was really talkative. He continued, "We have another batch of goods coming in August. They're machinery. Guess what we're going to be shipping?"

"Something related to light industry."

"Wrong! It's watermelon!"

Scarcity makes things valuable. If a shipload of watermelons and a shipload of iron are traded, and both parties feel they are not losing out, then that is a good deal.