The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 480 Fubao
The two border trade cities were completed before the spring wheat harvest this year.

Meanwhile, the melon that Gan Minglan was carrying in her belly was ripe.

She can't even see her toes now that she's looking down.

During the day, especially after breakfast.

The little one especially liked to stretch out his legs and arms inside her belly.

She was exceptionally well-cared for during this pregnancy.

The food at the General of the West's mansion was, needless to say, excellent.

With the renowned gynecologist Huang Lao in charge, the meals were prepared with a much more meticulous approach than those for pregnant women in later generations.

The family atmosphere should prioritize the pregnant woman's feelings.

The two older siblings, who are in school, take turns telling a short, hypnotic story to the baby in her belly every night before bed.

The father even sewed all of the little boy's clothes and diapers by hand from birth to one year old.

They are all made of pure cotton.

The finest and softest one!
Gan Minglan, the biological mother, has been using her supernatural abilities to greet the fourth child every day since the day she discovered him.

The fourth one is also a superpowered being who absorbs bottomless black holes.

Even better off than her older sister Yuanyuan is that her mother is now a level 10 wood-type superpower user.

Such a vast and pure amount of wood-elemental energy, how could it not be enough for a small baby to absorb?
Ever since Zuo Wenkang learned about this pregnancy and that he had inherited his fairy-like wife's magical abilities, he immediately gave the little fourth child a nickname: "Fu Bao" (福宝).

I keep rambling on and on:

"Born into your womb, Fu Bao is already better than nine out of ten children. Plus, he's inherited your abilities, so you'll never have to worry about anything in this life."

The child, named "Fu Bao," was eager to come out right after finishing his lunch on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Gan Minglan felt contractions, but calmly ate a small bowl of fruit after her meal, and then had someone serve her. She washed her hair and took a bath before announcing that she was about to give birth.

The entire household was in a state of panic.

She was still wandering around, doing prenatal activities.

Zuo Wenkang's face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot.

As his due date approached, he became increasingly worried. He had been suffering from insomnia for almost ten days and had lost a lot of weight.

I heard I'm about to give birth, and I feel both nervous and confused.

Gan Minglan, who was still strolling around, took a moment to comfort him:

"Last time, before I gave birth to Yuanyuan, I killed several Hu people for several hours! This time, I've been well-nourished, and the little one isn't very big. I'll take a good walk and give birth to her in one go."

She said it so casually.

Zuo Wenkang, however, would not think so.

Why don't women in the matriarchal Phoenix Dynasty like to have children with men?

It's because every childbirth is like passing through the gates of hell.

A man who doesn't hold any weight in his wife's heart is not worth the woman taking risks for.

His wife is currently giving birth to his third child.

How honored he is!

And yet, how worrying!

I only regret that I cannot suffer in their place.

Really.

If a man can give birth, he is willing to endure the pain of childbirth.

For Gan Minglan, the process of giving birth to Fu Bao was not painful.

She secretly used her supernatural power to guide the child in one direction, pushing rhythmically.

In less than an hour, Fu Bao was born.

The little guy isn't wrinkled at all; he's a handsome baby boy weighing six pounds and eight ounces.

Her skin is very pink and tender.

The baby hair was black, shiny, and thick.

Her facial features and eyebrows were almost identical to her father's. Zuo Wenkang felt a moment of disappointment after learning outside the delivery room that Fu Bao was not a girl.

But when he saw that little face with the exact same nose and eyes as his own, he instantly regained his composure.

It's not just Fu Bao who is blessed.

Fu Bao's dad is lucky too!

Mrs. Luo took the swaddling clothes from her grandson, her face beaming with smiles.
"Oh my, Grandma's little darling, you not only look exactly like your father, but you even weigh almost the same!"
Born on the Mid-Autumn Festival, there's an old saying, "The bright moon shines on you, bringing blessings throughout your life!" You really do live up to the nickname your father gave you.

The grandson who looks just like her son is the old lady's lifeblood.

Zuo Chijun was furious and yelled:

"Grandma, Grandma, then what am I, the precious grandson who has been called that for nine years,?"

Luo: "Consider yourself washed up!"

Zuo Chijun was crying.

A pink and tender little brother, a soft and fluffy little dumpling, who wouldn't love him?
The round cat's eyes were filled with the joy of being a big sister.

She had finally escaped being the youngest in her family and cherished this younger brother.

In the delivery room.

After everything was settled, Gan Minglan, supported by her maids and servants, walked out on her own.

If it weren't for her slightly pale complexion and damp hair (from a water birth), you wouldn't know she had just given birth.

Zuo Wenkang quickly went to her and helped her up, asking with concern, "Wife, are you alright?"

"It was great, the birth went very smoothly, and Fu Bao didn't cause me any trouble at all."

"That's good, that's good! Imperial Physician Huang is still waiting in the living room. My wife, you must let him take my pulse before I can feel at ease."

She hasn't used her supernatural healing abilities on herself yet.

After taking Gan Minglan's pulse, the imperial physician Huang only gave her a few instructions on postpartum care.

Privately, he said to Zuo Wenkang, "With General Gan's excellent health, he could easily have ten more children!"

She's practically a miracle body for procreation!
In his decades of medical practice, he had never seen a woman in such good health!

Having more children would be a waste!

Zuo Wenkang waved his hands repeatedly:

"Old Huang, I already have two sons and a daughter, that's enough! My wife isn't an ordinary housewife; it takes her more than a year from pregnancy to delivery to have a child. There are still more than 1.4 million people in Guanzhong that she has to take care of! Old Huang, I just want to ask, is there any contraceptive soup for men?"

He couldn't bear to see his wife take the medicine.

The old imperial physician Huang looked at him as if he were a ghost: "Where in the world is there a contraceptive soup for men to drink?"

"No? Really not?"

"Oh, I don't have contraceptive soup, but I've heard of drugs that prevent men from having children. However, these are usually harmful poisons that cause great damage to a man's body, and those who take them rarely die a natural death!"

Zuo Wenkang: "."

He was not afraid of poison, but he was afraid that if his body was damaged, he would not be able to die a natural death!

We haven't had enough of the good times yet!

Believe it or not, the moment he dies, a whole bunch of people will be urging their own goddess wives to remarry!
He cherishes his life.

Absolutely, absolutely, we cannot give other men a chance.

Gan Minglan, walking back to her main room from the delivery room, was unaware of this conversation.

If she had known, she would have advised Zuo Wenkang not to bother with contraception.

For her.

Not wanting to get pregnant is a very simple thing.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have gotten pregnant the month after the couple decided to have another child.

Of course, no one would bother her with such trivial matters now.

It's about postpartum confinement.

No matter how strong she is, everyone has to watch her carefully during her postpartum period.

When Yuanyuan was born, she didn't stay in bed for the full thirty days, and Luo repeatedly emphasized that she wanted to make up for it with this pregnancy.
(End of this chapter)