Chapter 240: Son, Yang Fan

Inside the delivery room.

First time having children, Chen Hong screamed in pain.

"Yang Qing, wait until I go out, I'll beat you to death."

The nurse encouraged from the side.

"Yes yes, go out and beat him, but you have to use force when you hit him; if you don't use strength it won't hurt."

"This man deserves to be beaten; if you don't beat him he'll go out fooling around, we women also have to bear children and support the family."

This nurse is also someone who knows how to talk; one sentence stirred up Chen Hong's anger.

Flirting with women?

Liang Ladi, Lou Xiao'e, Qin Huairu, Gu Ning, Wan Ling………

The scene of Yang Qing flirting with these women immediately appeared in her mind.

Afterwards she also started imagining.

Yang Qing and Lou Xiao'e were in the room together reading and learning characters, flirting, and then they got closer and closer……

Yang Qing was pulled into the room by Liang Ladi, who then gave him a wall-slam; Liang Ladi hooked Yang Qing's chin: "Little brat, hurry up and submit to me."

Yang Qing and Qin Huairu slipped into the small grove: "Brother Qing'er, hurry up, come on……"

Gu Ning pushed open the door, threw Yang Qing onto the bed: "Brother Qing'er, I have no way to repay, let me serve you……"

"Ah……"

Chen Hong let out a loud cry; the deep worry hidden in her heart erupted at this moment.

"Yang Qing……… I'm going to beat your butt until it's bruised………"

With that loud cry, using force, the heavy burden was pulled out of her.

She felt a sense of relief.

The doctor shouted.

"Good, the birth went smoothly, everything is fine."

The nurse also exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh dear, the move my master taught me really works."

Slap slap………

The doctor slapped the meat bun twice.

"Waa waa……"

"Congratulations on obtaining a precious son!"

The delivery room door was opened, the nurse came out holding the baby.

"Congratulations, congratulations, it's a boy."

She also thought Yang Qing would be very excited.

Yang Qing, however, went around her and slipped into the delivery room.

Inside the delivery room, warm and cozy, Chen Hong was like just having been fished out of water.

Yang Qing quickly took the towel from the nurse's hand and gently wiped Chen Hong's sweat.

"My wife, you've worked hard."

Yang Qing's eyes full of pity made Chen Hong's fierce gaze gradually soften.

"Husband, I'm not suffering, you are."

"What am I suffering for? Look how tired you are."

"If that brat dares to make you angry in the future, I'll break his leg."

Yang Qing's attitude was so good that Chen Hong couldn't stay angry; her previous worries vanished instantly.

After a while, the mother-in-law came in holding the little bun.

"It's a boy, over seven catties, a big fat kid."

Zhao Ruoyun placed the child beside Chen Hong, letting her look.

A wrinkled lump, like a little old man.

Chen Hong blurted out in disdain.

"How could it be so ugly?"

The mother-in-law originally felt sorry for her daughter, but hearing this she responded unhappily.

"Newborn babies are often like this; they'll get better as they grow."

The mother-in-law pushed Yang Qing aside, began to tidy up for her daughter; even if Yang Qing were more careful, he hasn't experienced this before, so he simply can't do it properly.

At this moment Yang Qing saw that nurse.

The nurse gave an embarrassed smile at him, after all her voice wasn't small either, fearing that the words she just stirred up trouble with might have been heard by Yang Qing.

Yang Qing glared at him, then thanked him.

"Thank you, you've worked hard."

The nurse still thought Yang Qing was going to tidy up after her, didn't expect him to thank her, quickly responded politely.

"Not hard, not hard………"

Because the delivery room needed tidying, Yang Qing was kicked out again.

After an hour, the child and wife were cleaned up, dressed neatly, and were pushed back to the room.

Chen Hong's postpartum outfit was already neatly dressed, her head still wrapped with a headscarf, the appearance of an old-era postpartum woman, her spirits much improved.

In her arms she held a tightly wrapped little bun.

Maybe she's already full, sleeping soundly.

He tucked the blanket for his daughter, and the mother-in-law turned to ask Yang Qing.

"Yang Qing, have you decided on the child's name?"

Yang Qing had already discussed it with Chen Hong; both of them have two-character names, so the child should also have a two-character name.

"Let's call him Yang Fan, meaning 'setting sail'."

"I hope he can understand our good intentions and not be ungrateful."

"Otherwise, we'll have to resort to corporal punishment."

Gu Ning gave him a thumbs-up.

"As expected of someone cultured, this name is well chosen."

The mother-in-law was also very pleased.

"This name is really good; from now on my good grandson will be called Fan Fan."

Chen Hong refused.

"Mom, Fan Fan is too delicate and hard to raise; we'll call him Rou Dan—he'll have meat and eggs, grow plump, and that suits him."

"Don't we always say where we're from that a humble name is easy to raise?"

"Rou Dan?" Chen Feng burst out laughing.

He began to feel pity for his own nephew.

His older sister had a habit of making people practice Supreme Ultimate, and when he was young he often suffered at her hands.

His nephew's name is still a ball, so his future fate is easy to imagine.

The first day he felt sorry for his nephew.

Hearing the commotion, Chen Hong glared at Chen Feng.

"What's up, Xiao Feng, do you have an opinion?"

Chen Feng shook his head repeatedly.

"No, older sister, I have no opinion; I just had an itchy throat just now..."

Chen Hong snorted, and then her spirits began to wane.

Yang Qing could tell at a glance that she was tired.

"Mom, you stay here and look after Hong Hong; I'll go home and cook lunch, it's almost noon."

The mother-in-law waved her hand.

"Alright, you can go back; be careful on the road."

Yang Qing looked at Chen Hong.

"Wife, I'm leaving; I'll stew you chicken soup at noon."

Chen Hong waved her hand, indicating he could get lost.

Gu Ning also bade farewell and left with Yang Qing.

Her family also had someone who needed looking after.

Back home, Yang Qing told the old lady the news that Chen Hong had given birth.

The old lady heard it and repeatedly exclaimed approval.

"Mother and child are safe, good, good, good..."

"I'll go see them this afternoon as well..."

Yang Qing stopped her.

"What are you going out for? The roads are all icy and slippery; you'll fall again."

"It's not that I won't come back; I'll come back and then take a look."

The old lady patted her own leg and said in low spirits,

"When you're old, they won't let you go anywhere; when will Hong Hong come back?"

Yang Qing replied.

"Let's stay a few more days; the hospital is quite warm, and we'll come back when the weather improves and there's no wind."

"Our home may be warm, but it's still not as warm as the hospital, which has heating."

The old lady also felt sorry for Chen Hong.

"Then let's stay a few more days; we're not unable to afford it."

After comforting the old lady, Yang Qing hurriedly started cooking, and throughout the process people kept coming to ask whether Chen Hong had given birth.

Yang Qing would nod and smile at anyone who came.

When Yang Qing had finished cooking and brought the food to the hospital,

By Chen Hong's bedside, there were already piles of gifts.

Chen Hong was woken again by someone coming, her spirits listless, looking as if she had suffered great bodily harm.

Those who came kept asking after her health.

She also had to put on a show, constantly thanking everyone for coming to see her.

Yang Qing felt sorry for his woman, quickly laid out the food and fed her.

Seeing them start to eat, the visitors gradually began to say their goodbyes and leave.

Only then did Chen Hong obtain peace, and after finishing her meal she fell asleep.