MTL - The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension-Chapter 377 Extra one

  Chapter 377 Extra Story 1

   Extra Story 1

   Ning five years.

  As soon as I entered the prime minister's mansion, I saw the servants in the mansion running around in a hurry. All the servants in the mansion looked nervous because, today, the prime minister's wife is about to give birth!

   For this reason, the prime minister took a day off.

  At the door of the delivery room, Qiao Muchen walked around the door anxiously.

  In the room, Zhao Zhitong's cry could be heard from time to time, which was more miserable than the other.

   "Is giving birth so painful?" Qiao Muchen finally couldn't help it, rushed to the door of the delivery room, slapped the door and shouted: "Why are you screaming so loudly, Tongtong, Tongtong, are you okay?"

   Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zhitong called out: "Ah, if you say I'm good, it's not all because of you!"

  Qiao Muchen's forehead was covered with sweat, and he just said: "Yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault. It hurts so much, why don't we give birth."

  The midwife in the room: "..." What are you talking about.

   Zhao Yue and Wei Shulan rushed over after receiving the news: "..."

  Zhao Zhitong: "You think my mother's stomach is a storage box, if you say you can't give birth, you won't give birth."

  Qiao Muchen was very anxious: "Then what should I do?"

   "Ah, the pain is my mother!"

   Another cry came from the delivery room.

   Wei Shulan's face turned pale with her belly puffed out: "Here, is it so painful to have a baby?"

   Seeing that Zhao Zhitong was in so much pain that he couldn't hold back his words, the 'grandmother' said it all.

  At this moment, the midwife came out of the room, told Qiao Muchen to bring in hot water, and said to Qiao Muchen at the door: "Master, the fetus is too big, Madam is afraid it will suffer."

  Hearing this, Qiao Muchen felt dizzy. The previous joy of being a father turned into worry at this moment.

  Since ancient times, a woman gave birth to a child through the gate of hell.

   Over the past few years, Zhao Zhitong has saved many pregnant women with dystocia by performing cesarean section.

  But now, the mother is Zhao Zhitong himself, so Qiao Muchen is naturally more worried.

   Seeing Qiao Muchen's face turned pale, Mother Qiao comforted her: "Don't worry too much, Tongtong has been a lucky child since she was a child. She has saved so many people, and God will definitely take care of her."

  In order not to mess up his position first and make his family worry, Qiao Muchen could only suppress his emotions and calm himself down.

   This child was born for almost one morning in his life, and Qiao Muchen and the others also stayed at the door for the whole morning.

   Gradually, there was no sound in the delivery room, and Qiao Muchen became anxious again, knocking on the door and shouting: "Tongtong, Tongtong, why is there no sound inside? Tongtong, are you okay?"

  Mother Qiao reluctantly pulled Qiao Muchen aside and sat down: "You, the mother can't keep screaming at the top of her lungs, so that she won't have the strength for a while, how can she give birth to a baby."

  Qiao Muchen looked scared: "Oh, that's it, that's good, then stop screaming, good not screaming."

Seeing his friend like this, Zhao Yue laughed because his stomach hurt, so he teased Qiao Muchen: "I said, Mr. Qiao, it doesn't matter if you call it or not. Look at you, it's not you who gave birth, you Why are you more nervous than a pregnant woman, hahaha."

   After speaking, he laughed hahaha.

  Qiao Muchen glared at him, and suddenly said: "When your wife gives birth, I hope you can still be so relaxed."

   "I, I'm sure I won't be nervous..."

   At this moment, Zhao Yue, who was stubborn, didn't know that when he arrived, he was so scared that he was crying at the door.

  Afterwards, friends and brothers often made fun of it.

   It's just that Zhao Yue just finished his performance at this moment, and Wei Shulan grabbed his ears the next second.

   "Hey, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, madam, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

  …

  After more than ten hours, in the delivery room, the sonorous cry of a child was finally heard.

   Immediately afterwards, the voice of Wen Po announcing the good news came: "Birth, birth!"

   "Master, congratulations, master, he is a little son, mother and child are safe!"

  Hearing this, Qiao Muchen breathed a sigh of relief, excitedly pushed open the door of the delivery room, and was about to go in.

   "Hey, master, you can't enter, the delivery room is bloody..."

  Qiao Muchen: "What's **** or not, my own wife, don't mind."

   After finishing speaking, he completely ignored the midwife's obstruction, stepped into the room, and went straight to Zhao Zhitong who was on the bed.

  When Qiao Muchen saw the weak little man on the bed, his face was full of guilt and distress: "Madam, you have worked hard. This is the last time. We will not have children in the future."

  To be honest, Qiao Muchen was really frightened by Zhao Zhitong's cries of pain. When he thought of losing Zhao Zhitong, he felt as if he was in an ice cave.

  Seeing how nervous Qiao Muchen was, Zhao Zhitong couldn't help laughing.

  The process of giving birth was painful, but when she heard the cry of the baby, her heart melted.

  Looking at Mother Qiao who was holding the child beside her, she blamed with some embarrassment: "What are you talking about, have you seen the child? Go and see the child."

  Qiao Muchen took Zhao Zhitong's hand, didn't move at all, leaned over and kissed Zhao Zhitong's forehead, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, and I can't run away. I just want to look at you, madam."

   "Slick tongue." Zhao Zhitong scolded, but his heart was sweet.

   Mother Qiao on the side also disliked her son's clinginess, so she couldn't help saying: "Okay, don't bother Tongtong, she just gave birth, so tired, let her sleep for a while."

  Qiao Muchen nodded, and said to Zhao Zhitong: "I'm tired, then I'll watch you sleep."

  After getting married, Zhao Zhitong had gotten used to Qiao Muchen's clinginess, so he smiled and closed his eyes.

  Because she had just given birth, she had exhausted almost all her energy, and after a while, Zhao Zhitong fell into a coma.

   And Qiao Muchen didn't leave the bed until he watched Zhao Zhitong fall asleep, to see his son.

  —

  When the prime minister, doting on his wife is nothing new in the capital.

  The relationship between the two is a good story in the capital.

   Now that she has her first child, many relatives and friends have come to congratulate her. The Prime Minister's Mansion is quite lively and festive.

   The only thing is, her best friend from back then is not here.

  Suddenly thinking of this, Zhao Zhitong couldn't help but feel sad. It has been seven years, and Liu Baixue has never appeared again.

   She disappeared for seven years, and my brother has been looking for her for seven years.

  Liu Yi'an is indeed not the person who manages Zhuangzi. Nowadays, the status of Lingjian Villa in Jianghu is not as good as before.

  However, this Liu Yi'an is a big lover.

  Pampering that lilac like a jewel like a jewel, the two of them are so comfortable. But what about Liu Baixue? They seem to have forgotten it.

  Ning six years, early spring.

  Just after the New Year, the ice and snow were still melting, and the Liu family suddenly became a sensation.

   Liu Baixue, who had been missing for seven years, suddenly came back!

  When Zhao Zhitong saw Liu Baixue again, he saw that she had changed a lot, and her whole body exuded a coldness.

   Only after seeing Zhao Zhitong and Zhao Yu did his expression ease.

  (end of this chapter)