medicine jar and her miss doctor

"Fool, don't talk nonsense..."

Zhixiu caressed her cheek affectionately, her fingers were wet with tears, she endured the pain and squeezed it. She squeezed Chuncheng's fair face: "Go out and wait, it will be fine in a while~"

"No, I want to be by your side. How could I leave you behind on such a big matter?"

When she broke in suddenly, all the midwives panicked, fearing that they might offend this handsome patriarch who loved his wife so much.

Seeing that she refused to leave, Zhixiu frowned, and begged her softly: "Chuncheng, be obedient, don't influence me here, really, I won't lie to you, it will be fine in a while..."

I love you to the bone, how can I be willing to make you hurt and cry?

obedient.Don't be afraid.

In the past few years, the head of the family, who has become more and more domineering, was driven out of the delivery room by his wife. Before leaving, he returned three sentences to the five midwives with kindness and embarrassment.

A sentence is more attractive than a sentence, and a sentence is more terrifying than a sentence.

In order to be rich for the rest of their lives, these people have to risk their lives to help the young lady give birth smoothly and keep the mother and child safe.

Zhixiu, who was lying on the bed, had a condensed face, and returned to her body with a calm aura. She closed her eyes calmly, and ordered: "Go on."

There are people in the room, and at this juncture, the most calm and calm person is the pregnant woman with a big belly!

Seeing her daughter's forehead dripping with sweat, Mrs. Zhi's heart was knotted with worry, and she was at a loss what to do.

Chuncheng brought the best and most experienced midwife in Lingjing City into the house three months in advance, and there was no need for her to do anything if the delivery room was noisy.

It was not so difficult for her to give birth to Axiu back then!

She kept praying to God, and vaguely heard the surprised voice of the midwife: "Young lady, work harder, come out soon, come out soon! Hey? It's coming out!!"

A clear and loud cry sounded, and the arrival of a new life dispelled the tension that seemed to be irrepressible.

After the inspection, the midwife was secretly disappointed, and said with a smile: "It's a daughter. Congratulations to the young lady for her daughter."

Zhixiu's knuckles turned white, she didn't let go of her breath, her eyebrows were wrinkled, and her stomach started to move again.

"Hey?" The experienced midwife knew what was going on at a glance, and she cheered up: "There is another one inside! Maybe it's twins!"

Blocked out of the door, Chun Cheng's heart was about to collapse, her bangs were wet with cold sweat, she ran to the window regardless of her status and shouted: "Mother-in-law! Mother-in-law! Isn't the child born? Why is Xiuxiu still screaming for pain?"

A generation of Patriarchs slammed on the window, and Mrs. Zhi came back to her senses, looked at her hard-working daughter, she had an idea, and shouted back at the top of her voice: "Yes, I gave birth, I gave birth to a daughter, and there is still a baby in my stomach." One, good son-in-law, Axiu is tired, you should talk to her quickly!"

one left?

Chunlin raised his brows with joy, and in a blink of an eye saw his daughter was so worried that the corners of her mouth were about to bubble, and he calmed down instantly - just having a child is not enough, if Axiu has something good or bad, Cheng'er will never feel better.

Mrs. Zhi yelled at people for the first time in decades for her daughter, and everyone outside heard what she said.

Zhou Wan tightly grabbed Wang Ling's sleeve: "What should I do? Let me just say, with such a big belly, can Axiu—"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ling quickly covered her mouth with his hands.

She glanced carefully at Patriarch Chun, who had red eyes and furrowed brows, and shook her head at Zhou Wan who was burning with anxiety.

There are some things that cannot be said no matter how good the relationship is.

Especially at this juncture.She could see that Chun Cheng could no longer bear any stimulation.

"Master, trumpet!" A Yu obeyed the master's order and fetched a small golden trumpet.

After taking over the trumpet, Chun Cheng opened her mouth, her throat was so dry and hoarse, she confessed to Zhixiu with a hoarse voice, every word from her heart.

Her palms were soaked in sweat, she swallowed her saliva, unlike when she was a teenager standing in the principal's office in Jingteng and declaring to the whole school, this time, Xiuxiu needs her.

Whether it is Miss Chun who galloped around in the Chun family in the previous life, or the young head of the family who wandered around Shanghai and said nothing, Chun Chengtian loves to play, like an unrestrained horse running freely in her world.

However, there is one more person in her world, and she has a home in her heart.

What Zhixiu brought her was more than just deep love?

Xiuxiu loves her, tolerates her, and accommodates her. She is her best friend, her true love, her only tie in past and present lives, and also the warmth that hangs in her heart in midnight dreams.

They are not only soul mates, but also a beautiful destination for a lifetime.

When her consciousness was slackened, those words quietly entered Zhixiu's heart, and at the critical moment of life and death, she laughed with tears in her eyes.

In fact, she has always been afraid that Chun Chengqing loves too little, but it turns out that the person she loves has been growing.

From innocence to deep affection, from first love to giving birth to her, she is so beautiful that the clouds open to see the moon.

The midwife's back was wet with sweat, and she felt relieved: "I gave birth, young lady, I gave birth!"

A child with two daughters, full of joy.

The two infants were crying loudly, hearing that the mother and daughter were safe, Chun Chenglei collapsed on the ground, his eyes were staring, and Gui Niang dutifully stayed by her side.

Master Chun was busy rewarding happy money, and the boulders hanging high fell down, and everyone was very happy.

The delivery room was quickly cleaned up, and Chun Cheng walked in with soft legs, ignoring the baby, and walked to the bedside on his legs.

After working twice as hard, Zhixiu passed out from exhaustion.

It was also at this time that Chun Cheng dared to cry unrestrainedly beside her bed: "You really... scared me to death..."

She traced her lover's delicate eyebrows like a treasure, leaned over and kissed her pale lips, and sat quietly like this, no matter how much she looked at her, she couldn't get enough of it.

In the middle of the night, Zhixiu wakes up after tossing and turning.

Seeing Chun Cheng, she squeezed her hand shyly and asked, "Is the child good-looking?"

She still hasn't forgotten what Chuncheng said that day, "If you are born good-looking, you will like it". Naturally, she hoped that Chuncheng would like the child she gave birth to with all her life.

"Good looking, twins, looks like you."

Seeing her bright eyes, Chun Cheng was delighted to coax her, and said softly: "Follow me with my hands and feet, and I will definitely be tall when I grow up."

"Are you calling me short in a corner?"

"No way. Xiuxiu is not short, she is 1.6 meters tall, fair-skinned and beautiful, with a slender waist and long legs, but she is just a little shorter than me."

Master Chun's height of 1.7 meters [-] can be regarded as handsome and tall among men, and he conceals his daughter's identity very well.

Zhixiu's heart itch when she heard her describe it: "Where's the child? Show me."

The child was sleeping soundly in the rocking chair after being fed by the nurse.

Carefully carrying the child, Zhixiu was delighted to see it: "Lie to me, she looks like you~"

"They're all alike, they're all alike, our children are like you, and like me."

After saying a few words, the milk doll was woken up, opened her mouth and began to cry.

One cried, and the other, who was originally quiet, also cried. How had Chun Cheng encountered such a situation?I was so panicked that I couldn't find Bei: "Xiuxiu, Xiuxiu, the child is crying, what should I do?"

Zhixiu had a very charming maternal brilliance, she raised her lips and smiled slightly: "You can coax me when you cry. Chuncheng, this is your child."

Coming over the ups and downs, Patriarch Chun, who has always been calm and calm in big things and small things, was upset by two children for the first time.

After coaxing this one, that one cried again.Hugging this one, kicking the other leg, crying even more fiercely.

Looking at the crying boy in his arms, Chun Cheng bewildered and innocently asked for help: "Xiuxiu..."

Zhixiu couldn't see that she was making a pitiful look, so she took the naughtiest one over with a wave of her hand, and put her hand on the child's back, and the crying stopped.

Seeing this, Chun Cheng's eyes widened: "Did she torment me on purpose?"

"Deliberately tormenting you...can't you?" The beauty tilted her head and smiled, under the light, she was charming.

Chun Cheng was fascinated by her, how dare he say no, he lowered his eyes and coaxed the child obediently.

In the dead of night, Zhixiu lay on the bed and slept soundly.

Gently taking off the socks and getting on the bed, Chun Cheng obediently lay on her side, not daring to fall asleep, Xiuxiu's delicate body still needs her to take care of her.

The Chun family gave birth to two daughters, which seemed more exciting to outsiders than having two sons.

Mr. Chun held a three-day running banquet in a low-key and dignified manner, and Mrs. Zhi simply took her luggage and lived in Chun's house so that she could take care of her confinement daughter.

The head of the Chun family was very happy, and there were many people who came to congratulate him on the day of the full moon banquet. The members of the Chun family greeted and sent them every day, and the front door was very lively.

In winter, there is heavy snow.In the warm room, Zhixiu, a mother, tenderly hugs and feeds her baby.

Unexpectedly, the curtain was lifted, she let out a low cry, and turned sideways in shock, Chun Cheng laughed at her shy reaction.

Her Xiuxiu skin is tender and thin, no one is allowed to be around when breastfeeding, even if she is there.

She has done all the intimate things, and she can pamper and pamper her in everything, but it's so easy to finish her work outside, and lovesickness is hard, this time, no matter what she says, she won't quit.

The room was warm and warm. Chun Cheng took off the woolen coat casually, revealing the light-colored turtleneck sweater inside. She pushed her gold-rimmed glasses and smiled and leaned over: "Why are you ashamed? Don't you miss me?"

I would definitely think about it, but...

Grandma holding the child Zhixiu couldn't push her away, blushing: "Don't look around~"

Chun Cheng was surprised to hear it: "Why can't I watch it? Who am I, Xiuxiu? Who am Xiuxiu?"

The three questions were actually more difficult to answer than the other.

She rolled up her cuffs, poured a cup of tea from the table, her eyes were full of mist, she was very wronged: "In the past, Xiuxiu knew that I was your sweetheart, why didn't she say anything now, when I have a child, I will Isn't it your sweetheart?"

"No……"

After the child was full, he was placed in the cradle chair to sleep. Zhixiu carefully straightened his clothes, and took a look in front of the mirror, looking at everything. She walked over with confidence and leaned in Chuncheng's arms: " You know, I miss you so much."

"Oh, I think that's how I behave?" Chun Cheng stared at a certain place where the jade mountains piled up, and curled his lips: "I haven't seen it for a long time..."

In a word, Zhixiu was so ashamed that her soul couldn't help trembling. She coaxed in a low voice: "Wait for me... wait until I'm fully healed before watching?"

She murmured and kissed. Guo Chuncheng sideways neck, couldn't help being coquettish: "Now, now it doesn't look good."

"Who says it's not good-looking? I'll think about it every day if it's not good-looking?"

Zhixiu was startled, and turned to look at her meaningfully: "Are you only greedy for my appearance?"

"No way." Holding her waist, Chun Cheng said confidently, "But Xiuxiu is indeed more beautiful than before after giving birth, so vivid and flavorful."

"What is the taste?"

"Smell." She smirked in a low voice, implying: "There is also milk. Smell."

"You! What nonsense are you talking about? I...I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

"Xiuxiu? Xiuxiu, please talk to me~"

Someone who became angry from embarrassment hummed reluctantly in her arms.

Annoyed her, Chun Cheng could only coax her softly in her ear, and within half a minute Zhixiu let out a soft laugh: "Oh, why are you so bad, and still jealous with children?"

"Children?" Chun Cheng panicked in his heart: "Two milk babies are used to tossing people."

Speaking of this, Zhixiu came out of her arms, and asked cautiously: "You haven't named the child yet, do you mind the matter of that day?"

Chun Cheng closed his eyelashes and trembled, and went back to the day when Xiuxiu gave birth in a daze.

Feeling the coldness of her fingertips inch by inch, Zhixiu comforted softly: "We brought them into the world, they are blood relatives, how can you not love them?"

"I don't love it." She felt a sudden pain in her temple: "The Chun family treats them like little ancestors, I'm not pampered enough?"

"But you have a bad heart. It's been two months, and they only have baby names. This is your child, but you don't even want to give it a name."

The more Zhixiu said, the more sad she became, her lips were slightly pursed, and her heart felt sour: "Chuncheng, I gave birth to you with all my efforts...If you want to blame, you can blame me."

"I...I..." She hesitated and was too anxious to speak.

With her back facing her, Zhixiu lowered her brows and looked lonely, "Go out, I'm going to rest."

"Huh? Xiuxiu, Xiuxiu!"

Chun Cheng hugged her from behind, and said eagerly: "It's my fault, it's all my fault! I got lost in a moment of confusion, don't be angry, the name, the name I have already chosen, the big one Huan Chunxi , the younger one is called Chunchen, I have also thought up the characters, Chuncongyu, Chuncongfei, what do you think?"

Being hugged by her, Zhixiu's sulky mood was calmed down, and she was expressionless: "Don't you despise them?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Xiuxiu forgive me?"

Zhixiu sighed softly and turned around: "Then you must hug them more in the future."

"Hug, hug! I... I'll hug now!"

The baby in the rocking chair was sleeping soundly in swaddling clothes, and was hugged by a pair of slender and beautiful hands. Seeing that the older one woke up and was about to cry, Chun Cheng hurriedly comforted him: "Don't cry, don't cry, Axi, don't cry, your mother won't let you down!" I'm up to you!"

The two-month-old milk baby held back her crying at the last moment, opened a pair of clear and innocent eyes to carefully identify who came, and gently pulled her hair with her soft hands.

Xiuxiu watched from the side, Chuncheng didn't dare to be careless, and played with her drooping bangs with the milk doll who lowered her head.

Pulling and pulling, little Axi had a good time and smiled at Chun Cheng generously.

The child's innocent smile has the power to warm people's hearts. Chun Cheng looked straight at him and exclaimed: "Xiuxiu, Xiuxiu smiled at me! Did you see that she smiled at me just now!"

Little Achen, who was left behind in the cradle chair, babbled and babbled, his arms scratching in the void, wanting to be hugged by his mother.

Zhixiu hugged the child tenderly, and whispered softly, "Chuncheng, these are our common children, love them well, okay?"

"Okay, of course." Holding the child in her arms, she laughed happily from time to time: "Xiuxiu, they are so cute."

On this snowy winter day, the two daughters of the Chun family were truly accepted by their "fathers" without reservation, thus starting the first step in their life of lawlessness and dominance.

Wen Ting, who was far away on the other side of the ocean, sent someone to send a precious congratulatory gift. Since then, Chunxi and Chunchen have not only two mothers in this world, but also a godmother who has made a living abroad.

On the eve of the New Year's Eve, the fireworks were in full bloom outside, and the nanny tactfully left with the two young ladies in her arms.

The room is as warm as spring. The young head of the house has beautiful eyebrows. He is wrapped in a snow-white bathrobe and twitches with one finger. He opens his wife's collar and cadences: "Now...you can see it, right?"

The affection is lingering, and Zhixiu's whole body is crisp and soft.

Pure hearted, wanting more than a year, seeing Chun Cheng's smiling eyes, she bit it. Biting her lower lip, thinking of what she had promised, she consciously moved over, her heart throbbing in anticipation: "Yes, You light..."

There is no need to say the rest, and Chun Cheng didn't even give her a chance.

Long night, new year.

At that time, Zhou Wan and Wang Ling looked up at the sky to watch the fireworks bloom, and Master Chun and Gui Niang each silently warmed a pot of wine on the happy day, thinking of the sweetheart.

Three streets away, Ms. Xu, who was still unmarried in Xu's mansion, was concentrating on where her love would go. With a bang, even bigger fireworks exploded in the sky, which was gorgeous and colorful.

In the warm joy, Chen Deng stood at the gate of Qiu's house and mustered up his courage to run to persuade Qiu Wan not to marry.

Little did they know that there was a wall between them, Qiu Wan had already rejected the marriage arranged by her parents.

When the new year arrives, Xia Chenyuan, who is prematurely aging, swallows his last breath unwillingly, and Xia Ze, who is far away in a remote village, is tortured to the point of dying.

Leaping across the vast sea of ​​people, Wen Ting in a suit wrote the word Chun on the rice paper, muttering to himself: "New year, Chun Cheng, I wish you a dragon and a tiger leaping in love forever, a smooth life without illness and worry. "

Yong'an poured a cup of tea and put it in her hand, glanced at it from the corner of the eye, hesitantly said: "Patriarch...you, can't you forget her?"

Wen Ting frowned, and said without hesitation: "Why should I forget? I can't ask for it, can't I still read it?"

Fireworks adorn the sky, stars twinkle, Lingjing, Chunjia.

The room is bright, and Zhixiu is embracing the love in her heart. Tears drip from the corners of her eyes when she is moved. ..."