Chapter 378: Joy at Gaining a Thousand Gold, He Xianghong

It's only been a dozen minutes.

Shazhu, guarding outside the door.

He felt as if each day dragged like a year.

Yan Fugui's comforting words, heard in his ears, were even more irritating than a mosquito's buzz; he wanted to refuse, but couldn't bring himself to.

After all, they meant well.

Not to mention anything else.

Just the fact that he brought his two sons along to take Yu Li to the hospital made Shazhu feel somewhat grateful.

At this unbearable moment.

Seeing Yushui and her husband rush in from outside.

Shazhu's heart jumped in shock.

He mistakenly thought Liu Jianguo's parents were unwell and hospitalized, hastily rose from the ground, about to ask, when he heard Yushui's anxious inquiry.

"Brother, is Sister-in-law alright?"

Shazhu finally understood why Yushui and her husband had come to the hospital.

Actually, it wasn't that Yushui's natal family had something happen.

It was that Yushui and her husband had heard from somewhere that Yu Li was going to give birth tonight, worried something might happen to her, so they came to the hospital without sleeping, waiting for news.

He glanced toward the delivery room, his voice full of anxiety, and answered Yushui's question.

"It's been a dozen minutes inside, and I don't know what's happening."

"Brother, don't worry; Sister-in-law isn't having her first child, so she'll be fine."

Shazhu's anxious heart.

He felt a little more at ease.

He realized he had underestimated Yushui.

In just a month's time.

He had Liu Jianguo completely under control.

In front of outsiders and Shazhu, his brother-in-law, they played out the scene of the wife leading and the husband following.

He still wore a smug expression.

Liu Jianguo stood behind Yushui, echoing her words.

"Brother, what Yushui says makes sense; Sister-in-law is blessed with great fortune and destiny, so she'll surely be fine."

"Thank you for your kind words." Shazhu turned to ask Yushui and her husband why they had come to the hospital: "How did you find out about this?"

"Brother, Jianguo just..."

After Yushui's explanation.

Only then did Shazhu understand the full story.

Yushui and her husband were able to come to the hospital.

It was also thanks to the Yan brothers.

Following Yan Fugui's instructions, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiekuang, pulling a cart back to the Siheyuan, happened to meet Liu Jianguo returning home after his night shift.

During their casual chat.

Learning from Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiekuang that Yu Li had suffered fetal distress and been taken to the hospital by Shazhu, he pedaled his bike home at full speed, told Yushui, and together they rushed to the hospital.

Perhaps it was because Yushui and Liu Jianguo brought Shazhu good luck.

Just as Yushui finished explaining why they had come to the hospital, a clear child's cry rang out in everyone's ears.

"Waa waa!"

Shazhu's heart.

It did not calm at the sound of that child's voice; instead, a strong unease rose deep within him.

His hands clenched tightly together, fists clenched.

His eyes fixed on the door, a mix of apprehension, anxiety, concern, worry, anticipation, and other emotions flickering in his gaze.

He knew the child was safe, but the thought of the mother's tragic demise haunted him.

His own child was fine, but his wife still lay inside.

He could not yet relax his heart.

He needed to stay fully vigilant.

At the peak of his tension, Shazhu bit his lower lip hard with his teeth, the sharp pain helping him stay as calm as possible.

One second.

Ten seconds.

Thirty seconds.

In his expectant gaze.

The door was opened.

A doctor in a white coat walked out from inside.

Shazhu, Yushui, and Liu Jianguo immediately stepped forward, surrounding him and bombarding him with questions—asking about the situation, about what was happening inside.

The flustered doctor didn't know how to explain things to them.

Or perhaps seeing the situation turn bad, someone shouted loudly, finally stopping Shazhu, Liu Jianguo, and others from their chaotic chatter.

"Who is the family member?"

"I am the parturient's lover."

"I am the parturient's younger sister-in-law."

I am the brother-in-law of the woman in labor.

Shazhu and the three others each stated their identity.

This occasion.

It has nothing to do with Yan Fugui.

Old Kou wisely stood at the back, watching the scene unfold.

Congratulations, mother and daughter are safe.

Shazhu's heart.

He felt completely at ease.

When Yu Li was pregnant with her second child, the two of them whispered privately, hoping the baby would be a girl.

Such words.

Having one son and one daughter is also considered complete.

It's likely due to having lived two lives; unlike Jia Zhangshi, Shazhu didn't extremely favor sons over daughters, nor did he consider a daughter's natal family outsiders.

For him.

Boys and girls are actually the same.

Finally, his wish was fulfilled.

Having his own daughter.

Although he had never seen He Xianghong's face, Shazhu used his imagination, combined with his earlier experience defending the country, to form a rough mental image of her.

White and chubby.

Pinkish.

Tender and smooth.

A little fairy.

He Xianghong is the name that Shazhu and Yu Li, as a couple, came up with by racking their brains during their free time earlier, for their little daughter.

Her surname is He, her given name is Xianghong, which carries the meaning of facing the east red.

If it were a boy, the name could be casually something like Baoguo, Huguó, Weijun, etc.

From the care put into the names, it's clear the He family favors girls over boys.

Upon learning from the doctor that he had a daughter, Shazhu stood there, excitedly waving his fists and brandishing his claws and teeth to vent his excitement.

A little padded jacket.

Father's thoughtful little padded jacket.

Yushui, who had observed Shazhu's behavior, added a remark.

"Brother, I still have over thirty red-shelled eggs at home; tomorrow I'll have Jianguo deliver them to you, so let's properly celebrate for the little girl."

In the capital, there is a custom of delivering red-shelled eggs to every household when a girl is born.

It's the same reasoning as when some locals accidentally fall into a latrine or wet the bed and go door-to-door begging for rice to make porridge.

Shazhu knows Yushui means well; even though she's married, she still doesn't treat him as an outsider.

At this time.

Gathering eggs is not easy, especially red-shelled eggs, which are even harder.

Shazhu guesses the eggs were probably saved by Yushui's mother-in-law for her future postpartum confinement.

He cannot accept it.

"Yushui, we won't be sending the eggs."

"Why not send them?"

He Yushui is like an eight-foot monk, completely unable to figure out his own thoughts.

Upon learning he has a daughter, Shazhu should, according to old custom, give red-shelled eggs to each household in the courtyard.

This is receiving a hundred blessings!

Shazhu didn't speak.

He gave Yushui a look that only the two of them understood.

Upon receiving Shazhu's glance, Yushui tightly closed her mouth and no longer insisted on giving eggs to the neighbors.

As Shazhu said.

The current situation.

Everyone feels insecure.

Being honest is better, or as honest as possible.

Living with one's tail between the legs is far better than showing off.

Who knows what kind of news tomorrow will be!