sbdcsierra Chapter 131 The Triplets Are Born
Chapter 131 The Triplets Are Born
Qin Yingxue originally intended it as a prank, but for some reason, seeing Song Yanchuan's expression made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Yan Chuan, if you..."
Before Qin Yingxue could finish speaking, Song Yanchuan hugged her tightly and said gently, "It's alright, it's getting late, go to sleep!"
Qin Yingxue nodded and buried her head in his chest.
As she relaxed, drowsiness washed over her, and Qin Yingxue drifted off to sleep.
Even in the deepest sleep, she could still feel the warmth of the embrace holding her...
She slept soundly until dawn. When Qin Yingxue opened her eyes, she saw Song Yanchuan looking at her tenderly with smiling eyes.
"morning."
"morning."
The two greeted each other, and then laughed together without prior arrangement.
"Why don't you sleep in the next room tonight?" Qin Yingxue looked at the dark circles under his eyes with some concern. "I'll have Mom stay with me..."
"No need," Song Yanchuan refused directly. "I'll get used to it in a couple of days."
"But..." Qin Yingxue wanted to say something, but Song Yanchuan covered her mouth. "Don't say anything. It's my duty to stay with you and take care of you. I'll talk to the regimental commander today and tell him that I will stay in the army and not go on missions until you give birth."
Seeing Qin Yingxue's hesitant expression, Song Yanchuan smiled and said, "Ouyang Jian and Lei Hongjun are both in the army, don't worry!"
Qin Yingxue initially wanted to stop him, but then she thought that if he had stayed in the army, he might not have experienced the sacrifice he made to save his comrades in his previous life...
Qin Yingxue's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly nodded: "Okay! Then you will take care of me and the child from now on."
"Mmm!" Song Yanchuan nodded vigorously and hugged her tightly.
After the two went downstairs to wash up, Zhu Huiwen saw Song Yanchuan diligently preparing hot water and formula for Qin Yingxue, watching her drink it with concern. While Qin Yingxue was eating an egg, Zhu Huiwen pulled Song Yanchuan aside and secretly asked, "Yanchuan, I feel like you're hiding something from me?"
"Mom, you're going to be a grandma." Song Yanchuan had been planning to tell Zhu Huiwen anyway, and took the opportunity to say it.
In fact, Zhu Huiwen already had a general idea of what was going on from her son's happy face and his caring attitude towards Qin Yingxue, as if he were a fragile doll.
Hearing Song Yanchuan say it to her own ears, she beamed with joy and said, "I'm going to be a grandma! That's wonderful! I bought the old hen that Grandma Wu raised for three years to make soup for Yingxue."
"Mom, Grandma Wu has raised these old hens for so long, and she can't bear to eat them herself. Wouldn't it be a bad idea for us to buy them?" Qin Yingxue hesitated upon hearing this.
“She raises six old hens, I’m sure she’ll be willing to buy one,” Zhu Huiwen said excitedly as she walked outside.
Qin Yingxue watched her departing figure with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, and said to Song Yanchuan, "You should still find a chance to tell Mom that I'm just pregnant, and I don't need to eat three-year-old old hens or anything like that."
"Why don't you need to eat? Have you forgotten what the doctor said? Yingxue, don't worry, just take good care of yourself. It's good for our child too."
Song Yanchuan's expression was exactly the same as Zhu Huiwen's.
Qin Yingxue had no choice but to let them do whatever they wanted.
Two months later, Qin Yingxue's face was rounder, her complexion was rosy, and her previous morning sickness had disappeared.
With her baby four months old, Qin Yingxue's skin became even more delicate and fair, and she looked radiant.
Song Yanchuan accompanied her to Shanghai for a checkup. After the doctor clearly informed the two of them that Qin Yingxue was pregnant with triplets, Song Yanchuan, who had originally planned to be intimate with his wife that night, was completely stunned.
Triplets mean greater risks and an increased risk to the mother.
At this point, Song Yanchuan dared not leave Qin Yingxue even more. His original plan to return to his hometown of Wenfang had to be shelved, partly because the journey was too long, and partly because the weather was too cold and travel would be difficult.
Whenever he went to the military for training, he would repeatedly ask Zhu Huiwen and even the Wen siblings to take good care of Qin Yingxue.
Whether it was because she learned she was pregnant with triplets and fulfilled her dream of not having children in her previous life, Qin Yingxue ate more and more after returning home, trying to maintain a cheerful mood. After meals, she would stroll around the yard, touching her slightly protruding belly and smiling as she talked to the children.
At the same time, she also bought a series of parenting books in the mall and read them to her children when no one was around.
Time flies, and soon, when Qin Yingxue was nine months pregnant, after ten hours of labor pains, her triplets emerged from her womb one after another.
The three children resembled Qin Yingxue a lot. Although they were thin and their skin was wrinkled like that of a little old man, they all had big, double-lidded eyes. Although their dark pupils couldn't focus, they still tried their best to look around...
The eldest son, Song Shiyan, has the fairest skin among the three children and looks most like Qin Yingxue. Lying next to Qin Yingxue, his occasional upturned lips bear an eight-tenths resemblance to Qin Yingxue's.
The second brother, Song Shiyao, has a wheat-colored complexion, which is quite similar to that of Song Yanchuan. He is also the most active of the three brothers. Even when drinking milk, he jumps his feet vigorously and waves his hands, never idle for a moment.
The third child, Song Shiqing, was the quietest and also the thinnest. Her skin was almost translucent white, with delicate features and tightly clenched small hands.
Although Qin Yingxue was in excruciating pain, seeing the three children who looked so much like her, her maternal love overflowed. She gently squeezed the child's little hand and lightly touched the delicate skin. Even though she was too tired to keep her eyes open, she still stared at them without blinking...
Song Yanchuan leaned down and gently kissed her forehead, whispering, "Sleep now! I will take good care of our sons."
Qin Yingxue, who had been on edge, could no longer resist and sank into a deep reverie.
After Qin Yingxue became pregnant, Song Yanchuan spent all his time taking care of his wife and child, except for training.
He didn't know what other mothers were like, but Qin Yingxue's voice was always gentle when she touched her pregnant belly and spoke to the children. She was always very patient in telling them stories and even humming songs to them.
Later, after the baby started moving, Song Yanchuan was surprised to find that whenever Qin Yingxue spoke, a certain mischievous child would be the most active.
Even in the later stages, Qin Yingxue's belly was so big that it was difficult for her to walk, but she still insisted on walking for half an hour after each meal with her own support.
She explained it to herself by saying that she needed to exercise so that her children would be healthy, and also so that she herself would be well...
Song Yanchuan felt like bursting into tears when he heard her say these words.
After Qin Yingxue gave birth, Song Yanchuan wanted to get a tubal ligation.
For those ten hours, he stood outside the door, listening to the doctor inside repeatedly telling Qin Yingxue, "Push...push harder..."
Repeatedly, even though Qin Yingxue didn't utter a sound, the wailing and howling coming from the delivery room next door truly frightened Song Yanchuan.
The other woman had only given birth to one child, and it was her second. It only took two hours, but she was brought out soaking wet, her face was deathly pale, and she looked like she had lost half her life...
Without hesitation, Song Yanchuan went to the doctor and expressed his intention to get a tubal ligation.