Yan Muyang asked in surprise: "Don't my mother look down on the Guo family?"
Mei said: "That's different.
Now Guo Jian is an official."
Yan Muyang grinned and said helplessly: "Mother" I'm afraid Qiao'er can't make the decision on this matter.
Mei said displeasedly: "Why can't she make the decision?
Her aunt is getting married and she is still half of the Guo family.
Isn't it amazing that she can't even bring up the idea of a marriage for her brother?"
Yan Muyang said perfunctorily: "I'll ask."
Only then was Mei satisfied.
She was very confident and felt that this would definitely happen.
This confidence comes not only from my niece, but also from Qiaoer.
Qiaoer has a good relationship with Mei Ruxue and Mei Rushuang, and she thinks Qiaoer would consider a good friend to be her brother-in-law.
It is impossible to detail all the trivial matters caused by the auction.
Let’s talk about the Xiao Fang family and the Guo family.
The establishment of the textile workshop in Fengzhou has reached a critical moment.
On this day, Fang Chu, his father-in-law, his second brother-in-law, Guo Jian and Guo Qiaoer all went to Fengzhou.
Qingya stayed at home and waited for the birth until August.
On the fifth day of August, Fang Chu returned from Fengzhou.
From then on, she stayed in the house and waited quietly for Qingyu to give birth.
In the afternoon of August 22, hoarseness started to attack.
Fang Chu, Yan and others waited outside the delivery room.
Yan, Fang Wen and Liu Xin were sitting at the small round table.
When Yan was talking to Liu Xin, she was just asking him about Qing Hua's physical condition, how long it would take to give birth at this rate, what preparations needed to be made, etc.
They all meant to be cautious.
Liu Xin smiled and persuaded her mother-in-law not to worry, saying that Qingya was in good health and she would have a normal delivery this time.
Mrs.
Yan felt relieved and took up the tea cup to drink tea.
Just after taking a sip, out of the corner of my eye I saw Fang Chu standing up, walking to the door of the delivery room and tilting his head to listen to the sound.
When he heard no sound, he turned back, walked back and forth a few times, sat down again, then got up again, and then sat down again.
Wandering around, listening again; then sitting down again She couldn't bear it anymore and said, "First, you sit down."
Fang Chu turned around and looked at his mother in surprise.
Yan said angrily: "You turned around so much that my mother got dizzy."
Fang Wen looked at his brother and laughed.
Fang Chu didn't sit down and asked, "Why haven't you given birth yet?"
Mrs.
Yan held her forehead and said, "How long will it take you to go in now?"
Fang Chu didn't believe it.
He felt that Qingya had been in there for a long time.
Liu Xin said with a smile: "Brother, sit down and wait, don't be impatient.
Junior sister is fine.
This is already the fourth pregnancy, it will go smoothly and safely."
After speaking, she took a leisurely sip of tea.
Fang Chu thought, can I compete with you?
When have you ever been anxious?
Well, when Qingya gave birth to Brother Shi, he was about to die, so he was really anxious.
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Mrs.
Yan saw that her son turned a deaf ear to her son-in-law's words and wandered around the room again.
Her upright body lost its usual composure and momentum, only anxious and uneasy, and suddenly her heart softened.
She glanced at the closed door of the delivery room and said, "I don't blame him for being anxious.
He is also mute.
How come he doesn't make a sound when giving birth?
Which woman doesn't scream loudly when giving birth, but she didn't make a sound.
No sound at all.
If you don’t come out, you will feel uneasy.”
Fang Wen also said: "Sister-in-law is really strong."
Why don't you say anything when you give birth to a baby?
These words reminded Fang Chu of another thing.
He walked to the door of the delivery room and stood still.
He kept looking at the door.
Fortunately, no matter how painful the wait is, there is an end.
At 3:30 p.m. in the evening, Qingya gave birth to a child successfully.
This is Fang Wu regret Mother Jiang came out with a smile on her face and held her child for Mrs.
Yan to see, "Madam, please look, my brother looks very tiger-like.
He is exactly the same as our uncle when he was a child."
Yan quickly took it and held it against her chest to look at it carefully.
I laughed out loud when I saw it.
Fang Chu wanted to enter the delivery room to see Qing Ya, but Yang's mother stopped him and came back.
He had no choice but to get closer to Mrs.
Yan to see his youngest son.
Yan looked up at him, then looked down at Fang Wuhan, then smiled and said to everyone: "He is really the same mold as me, not like Qingya at all.
With this look, I can't lose it anywhere.
In the future.
If you stand on the street, anyone who recognizes him will know that he is his son."
Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this.
Mother Jiang said with a smile: "No, Brother Mo looks most like the eldest young lady.
The uncle has a similar nose, and the girl has a similar nose and mouth.
It's a pity that Brother Mo doesn't look like my mother at all."
Fang Chu looked at the red and wrinkled baby, his ears filled with the voices of everyone talking, and he only remembered one sentence that was exactly the same as his father's.
Not like Qingya at all, just like him Is it to prove something?
He gently touched the baby's mouth with his index finger.
The little baby frowned in dissatisfaction, opened its mouth, and burst into tears.
The loud voice resounded throughout the sky of the uncle's house on the autumn night, startling Fang Hanhai who had just entered the house, and then walked over happily.
He smiled and said: "Okay, I'm full of energy."
As he spoke, he walked to Yan's side and looked down at the child.
He glanced at the child and then at Fang Chu, his eyes strange.
Mrs.
Yan smiled from ear to ear and said, "Master, let's see, is it the same mold as the first child?
I was shocked when I saw it.
I thought it was born that year."
Fang Hanhai said: "It's like the boss."
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Brother Shi and his sister stayed up and refused to sleep, so they also followed their grandfather.
Hearing what Yan said, Brother Shi hurriedly tugged on Yan's sleeve and said, "Grandma, let me see my brother."
Brother Mo and Wuhui tugged on Yan's skirt and called out, "Grandma" with their little faces raised.
Mrs.
Yan panicked and said, "Don't pull it, don't pull it."
Lowering his arms, he asked them to look at his brother.
Brother Shi was very curious and carefully poked the baby's face with his finger; Brother Mo saw that his brother was not crying anymore and felt that he was quite well-behaved, which showed that his teaching was still useful; Wuhui was the most delighted and cried out: "Brother, I It’s my sister.”
The young lady’s love suddenly swelled.
Next to him, Fang Hanhai asked Fang Chu: "Have you decided on a name?"
Fang Chu said: "Once you get up, you will have no regrets."
Fang Hanhai said: "Fang Wuhan, is it appropriate?"
Fang Chu wondered: "Why is it inappropriate?"
Seeing his father staring at him with dissatisfaction, he felt doubtful in his heart.
After careful reflection, he recited Fang Wuhan several times.
Suddenly he came to his senses and hurriedly said, "My son is confused."
Fang Wuhan's "Han" is homophonic to Fang Hanhai's "Han".
Although the pronunciation is the same and the word is different, the elder's name should be avoided.
Otherwise, shouting "Brother regret, brother regret" will sound disrespectful to the elders.
He frowned and wanted to use another word instead.
Fang Hanhai saw that he realized it and nodded with satisfaction.
In fact, he had known for a long time that Fang Chu had chosen this name for his grandson, so he was just waiting to correct him now and took the opportunity to take away the right to name his grandson.
He said calmly: "Don't worry about it, I've thought of one for you."
Fang Chu hurriedly asked: "What is father thinking?"
She looked at him suspiciously, why did she think it was premeditated?
Fang Hanhai said: "Let's call him Fang Wuhen.
Guang Ya said: Regret means hate.
Wuhen still means no regrets.
Mandarin Lu dialect also says: No regrets and then you will be at peace.
His nickname is An Ge'er.
Otherwise, it won’t sound good to me.”
An Geer waved and made his first request in life: a monthly pass. 4209051: