MTL - Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan-Chapter 1133 Extra Story of Tinghou: The Birth of a Daughter

  Chapter 1133 Tinghou Extra Story: The Birth of a Daughter

  The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are in harmony, but Yi Fengjue and Quan Hanting, father and son, are having a hard time.

  Quan Hanting: "Honey, let's go for a walk."

   "Don't worry, I'll study Mom's acupuncture first, how did it work, there is no trace of it..."

   "Kezanzan is still waiting for us."

  My son moved out, so I have nothing to say now, right?

  Who knows—

   "You and Zanzan go first, I will be with Mom later."

  Quan Hanting: "..."

   "Is there any question?" Shen Wei raised her head and asked with dewy eyes.

   "No." Keep smiling.

  On the other side, Yi Fengjue reached out to take a piece of apple, just brought it to his mouth, before he could eat it, An An suddenly raised his head and stared at him without blinking.

   "...wife?"

   "I cut this for you."

   "Just one piece." The man smiled flatteringly.

  An'an's tone was soft, but his attitude was firm: "If you take away a piece, it will destroy the overall shape. I can't find an apple of the same size in a short time, so I can cut out a piece of the same shape and make it up."

   "Okay." Yi Fengjue sighed softly, and put it back in place.

"etc!"

   "?"

   "You took it, put it in a bowl first, and I will wash it twice with warm water."

   "...Oh." The smile is bitter.

  The sun has set, and the sky is not yet dark.

  In the garden, beside the rockery, there are winding paths leading to seclusion.

  An'an and Shen Yu walked in front, chatting and laughing.

  Yi Fengjue and Quan Hanting followed behind, the father and son lowered their voices and communicated in a low voice—

   "Dad, Mom seems to be very busy recently." Otherwise, why are you always hanging out with Shen Yu?

   "Anyway, she will never be free for me." It's all about your wife.

  Quan Hanting was serious: "I don't think it can go on like this, what do you think?"

  Yi Fengjue nodded: "Of course."

  The father and son looked at each other, needless to say, understood.

  A few days later, Yi Fengjue somehow persuaded An An, and the two decided to leave.

  Quan Hanting showed reluctance on his face, but he was overjoyed in his heart.

  Father and son exchanged a vague look, full of tacit understanding.

  If you want to say the most reluctant, apart from Shen Yu, I am afraid that praise is the only one.

  The fairy grandma taught him how to play chess and count, and also sang to him, holding him in her arms, singing one after another.

  The cold-faced grandfather took him to practice guns, ride horses, and spent money to customize a Lamborghini children's sports car. He said that a man should live himself as an "engine" so that he can find a wife in the future.

  Although Zan Zan half understood what he heard, it did not prevent him from keeping this sentence in his heart.

   and put it into practice.

   One month after Yi Fengjue and An An left, Shen Yu's stomach grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  She started throwing up, her legs became swollen, and she couldn't sleep all night.

   In order to take care of her, Quan Hanting tensed his nerves every day, and even invited Mr. Zou from the island to help protect the pregnancy.

  Actually, Shen Yu's bosom was not good from the beginning.

   When Zanzan was born with dystocia, the doctor said that she might never get pregnant again.

   She was able to conceive this time, even she herself was surprised.

  Mr. Zou spared no effort, but the situation of pregnant women is inherently complicated, and prescribing medication must be cautious and prudent, so as not to harm the fetus, so the methods tend to be conservative, and the treatment effect is not so significant.

  Quan Hanting could only watch as Shen Yu vomited, choked, his eyes were red and tears welled up, but he was helpless.

   "...Wuhou, we won't have children, okay?"

   "What silly words?" She had a pale face, but her eyes were bright.

   "It's too late to give up now..." Quan Hanting squatted in front of her, his eyes dark.

  At this moment, Shen Yu realized that he was not joking, nor was he just talking.

"Why?"

   "Not worth it." To make you suffer for a child.

   "But I want it, not only your child, but also mine."

  Quan Hanting moved his lips, but remained silent.

   After a long while: "...Blame me."

  That night, it was because of his lack of self-control that he lost his sense of proportion.

   "Hush! The child is already five months old, and he can hear the voices outside. He will think that his father is disgusting him."

  Quan Hanting: "..." is quite disgusting.

  How determined you are now, how painful it will be to slap your face in the future.

  …

  Conceived in October, it finally came to fruition.

   On the day the little princess of the Quan family was born, Mother Quan was in agony, and Father Quan's hand was also gloriously wounded.

Um…

   Bitten.

   With a wow, the child who was expected by everyone finally came to the world.

  Quan Hanting's heart relaxed, he just remembered that the sun was shining brightly that day, and then when his eyes went dark, he didn't know anything.

  Little Princess Quan weighs six pounds and four ounces, with thick fetal hair. She is a chubby, healthy baby.

  The big name is Quan Yi, and the nickname is Lanchu.

  It was given by Grandma Ye Gu Xing, from Yuan Hongdao's "Xuan's Family Rope Collection"-the wind is valued and the water is rippling, and the sun is thinning and the mountains are foggy.

  I hope she can be born like a clear ripple, clean and clear, as bright as a stream of mist, and live a bright life.

  Shen Yu sat for a full sixty days of confinement, during which Mr. Zou took care of her body.

  The work of taking care of the children naturally fell on Quan Hanting.

  Back then, he missed his son, how can he miss his daughter now?

  Although this daughter made her mother suffer a lot, and Quan Hanting really wanted to hate this little one, but...

  Every time he sees her rosy little face, staring at her **** eyes, and showing him an "innocent and toothless" smile, Quan Hanting's heart softens.

   The kind that won’t harden even with cement or glue!

  At the beginning: This is a debt collector.

  Now: Really fragrant!

  (end of this chapter)