The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 1248
For Lin Qiaoyun, the process from the pregnancy in October to the birth of the child was a long one. She was full of expectation to be relieved as soon as possible after giving birth, but she never thought that the real suffering would begin when this piece of meat fell out of her stomach.

"Hold, one, two, three..." In the airtight room, the midwife's voice was calm and powerful.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Lin Qiaoyun clutched the pillow, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, and her voice was higher than the other.

I used to watch my sisters-in-law give birth, and I dealt with it calmly. The delivery was very awkward, but I never thought about trying it myself, so I knew how painful it was.

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, it hurts too much, whoever said that having a baby is like farting, whoever said it will kill someone.

While Lin Qiaoyun was cursing in her heart, trying to divert her attention, she couldn't help shouting with a burst of prehistoric power.The pain was completely different from the knife being cut on the body. It was simply tingling, and I wished I could stuff the child back into my stomach.

"Wow..." When the first cry came out, Qin Han rushed in from the outside, and before he could see the bloody hands of the midwife, he rushed up to hold his daughter-in-law's hand.

"Qiaoyun, Qiaoyun, are you okay?" Qin Han's voice was trembling, but he had never heard his daughter-in-law shouting so miserable.

Just as Lin Qiaoyun was about to answer him, her lower body hurt again in vain, and the words on her lips turned into exclamations. The midwife took a closer look and said, "Oh, there are still some inside, hurry up, take this out first."

The midwife casually stuffed the bloody baby in her hand to Qin Han, turned around and continued to fight.

Qin Han was also stunned immediately, his arms were soft-lying-lying, extremely fragile, as if it would break if he held it, and his appearance was quite ugly.

Well, that's what newborn babies look like.

Later, all the sisters-in-law came in to help, because Lin Qiaoyun gave birth to three children in one breath, and all of them were boys.

Mrs. Wang thanked the heavens on the spot outside, knelt down and thanked her, "Your Excellency, Your Excellency..."

Although Ding Xingwang had more children, it took a lot of effort to bring up a baby, not to mention that Lin Qiaoyun still had three children in her life. In the following days, she almost felt that she couldn't tell the difference. day and night.

"Wow……"

"Qiaoyun, the baby is about to nurse."

"Wow……"

"Ah Han, the boss seems to have peed, take a look."

"Wow……"

"Ouch, why are you hungry again?"

This kind of days goes on and on, and Lin Qiaoyun's days of being happy and happy are gone forever. In the past, she only thought that other people's dolls were so cute, but now she only thinks that giving birth to a doll is the end of her life.

But occasionally rocking the cradle and seeing the peaceful sleeping faces of the little radish heads, Lin Qiaoyun's heart would still be filled with emotion.

Her own flesh and blood, a child who is truly connected with her blood, will be with her for the rest of her life, and nothing can replace that sense of satisfaction.

Lin Qiaoyun leaned against the cradle, swaying and swaying, gradually falling into a dream.

In the dream, she saw the little radish head turned into a big radish head, and the big radish head turned into a handsome boy. The boy blinked and took another girl's hand.

And her face, from the green forehead, gradually turned into a wrinkled face, and her black hair was replaced by white hair, but there were more and more people around her, the sound of children playing, the sound of children and grandchildren talking, and the sound of her body. Beside him, the same gray-haired man was still holding his own hands.

(End of this chapter)