The words of the eleventh caught Yang Shifeng by surprise, sweat broke out all of a sudden, and his voice trembled, "Eleventh, are you going to give birth?"

Eleven hissed and inhaled, "Little fat guy is really going to come out, you quickly help me into the room, and then call the midwife."

Yang Shifeng closed his eyes fiercely, bit his tongue hard, and quickly calmed down from the pain. He picked up eleven dozens sideways, and said to Grandpa Yang as he walked to the room: "Grandpa, please help me call the midwife. "

Grandpa Yang was also very panicked. Hearing this, he immediately patted his thigh and ran out of the door. He didn't look like an old man at all.

Little Stone stared with big eyes, his little hands gripped his pants tightly, and followed Yang Shifeng tremblingly, his voice was so frightened that he cried, "Sister, elder sister..."

Eleven breathed in, "Little Stone, don't cry, it's your nephew who is coming out, you can see him right away, sister is fine."

Little Stone rubbed his eyes, "Sister, do you feel pain? Is my nephew mischievous and hurt you again?"

"It doesn't matter if a child comes out of the mother's belly, it hurts."

Little Stone nodded, one little hand was holding Eleven’s hand, and the other hand was touching Eleven’s belly. He stroked him once and then gently coaxed the little nephew inside, "Nephew, don’t be too naughty. Come out early, don't let your sister hurt too long, wait for you to come out, my uncle will play with you, you come out quickly."

Although his stomach hurts, Eleven couldn't help but smile, and touched Xiao Shifeng's head before looking at Yang Shifeng, whose mouth was closed tightly and didn't say a word.

Although the person didn't speak, Eleven couldn't tell that this person's heart was hanging in his throat now, and his clenched fists were full of veins, and he didn't know how hard he was.

This big fool is probably scared to death now.

Eleven reached out to hold Yang Shifeng's big hand, and smiled hard at him: "Brother Shifeng, why don't you say a word to me? Don't you feel sorry for me? You're a little kid in my stomach."

Seeing that she was still in the mood at this time, Yang Shifeng pursed her lips and touched her sweaty forehead from the pain, feeling sorry, "Don't laugh if it hurts, shout out, I'm here, don't be afraid."

At eleven o'clock on his cheek, "Now I'm crying out that when it comes to life, I will have no strength. I have to wait until my ten fingers are open before I can give birth. Where can I go now? There are others waiting."

Yang Shifeng frowned and held the hand of Eleven and kissed his mouth, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Seeing that he had recognized his mistake, he couldn't help but smile, "Oh, it's not your fault, it's your fault, this is your bastard!"

"Yes, it's my fault, will you hit me after you give birth?"

"Okay, I will definitely hit you when the time comes. Hurry up to boil hot water, prepare towels and wine, and bring my medicine kit." Eleven knows that he is more panic than she is now, so I might as well find something for him to do. .

Little Stone turned his head to Yang Shifeng and said: "Brother, go quickly, I will accompany my sister, don't worry."

Yang Shifeng shook Eleven's hand, kissed her forehead, and turned around to prepare something.

When Yang Shifeng had everything ready, Grandpa Yang also invited the midwife.

Midwives are the most experienced in Shiliba Village. Yang Shifeng went to say hello as early as two months ago. Although they can deliver babies on 11th, they are different from birth, so they still have to come.

As soon as the midwife came, he asked everyone else to go out. Yang Shifeng refused and wanted to stay with Eleven. He didn’t care about the filthiness of the parturient. He only knew that this was his woman and child. He didn’t want them to have a little bit. He wants to see it personally.

The midwife hesitated. She gave birth to someone for her entire life. She hasn't seen a man staying in it. This is unlucky, "This...it's not good."

"It's nothing wrong, you can concentrate on delivering the baby to me, don't worry about me." Yang Shifeng sat down by the bed, holding Eleven's hand, "I'll be with you, don't be afraid."

I heard him say "Don't be afraid" several times on the eleventh. In fact, she was really not afraid. She thought he might be more afraid. If he was called out at this time, he might be able to get his heart out. Stopped.

Forget it, let him stay here, although she might be grinning in a moment, and she looks unattractive.

"I'm still in labor. I have to wait a long time before I can give birth. It's okay."

Yang Shifeng nodded, wiped her sweat gently, and did not relax because of her words.

Eleven saw him like this, knowing that it is impossible to relax him by just saying it, and after thinking about it, he simply asked: "Have you named our little fat man? He is about to give birth."

Yang Shifeng's expression froze all of a sudden. He really didn't think of the child's name. From the moment he knew the child's existence, he thought of the name silently in his heart, but after thinking about it a lot, he didn't think it would work. I haven't figured it out yet, now the child is coming out soon, and the child has no name yet.

Eleven grinned and poked Yang Shifeng’s face to accuse him, “Look at you, do you have a father like you? I don’t care about your little fat man at all. Although he is fat, you can’t be so perfunctory. Dad won't give a name when he comes out, pitiful."

Yang Shifeng touched his nose and explained in a low voice: "I didn't care about him. I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't think it would work. You know, I don't have much knowledge, and my name is still not good. You should give our children a name."

Eleven took a breath, and tried to suppress the pain, "That won't work, the child's name will have to be named by the father, you can start it now!"

Yang Shifeng is embarrassed, how do you start now? The name won't be good for a while, and he doesn't even think about it now.

"Eleven, I can't think of it now. I will think about it after the baby comes out? Let's just leave this alone, let's give birth to the baby first."

Eleven shook his head capriciously at this time, "No, you can start it now, and I won't give birth if you don't give it to him."

"I... OK, let me think about it." Yang Shifeng couldn't, so he had to concentrate and start thinking about the child's name.

Seeing that he remembered, he took a sigh of relief, swallowed the sound of Shengyin in his mouth, and secretly adjusted his breathing.

Yang Shifeng thought for a while, and tried to say a name, "How about calling Yang Tianci? Godsend, Godsend, the baby that God gave us, do you think it's okay?"

Eleven rolled his eyes and pinched his hand, "No, it's too dirty, think again."

Yang Shifeng lowered his head silently and continued thinking.

"That's Yang Wenwu? Both civil and military?"

"No! It doesn't sound good."

"That's Yang Tianle, happy every day."

"No, the little fat man is already very happy about himself. No matter how happy he is, he should be overly happy."

"That...that...that's Yang...Yang Baoyu? It's the same as a gemstone."

"No! It's too ugly, and it sounds like a girl."

Yang Shifeng: "..." It doesn't work, I can't think of it anymore.

Eleven sighed fiercely, and finally felt that the time had come, and it was time to give birth.

Enduring the pain, stroking Yang Shifeng's tightly pressed lips, eleven no longer embarrassed him, "Okay, if you don't think about it, don't want to, let's write these names when the fat guy comes out. On paper, just let him grab one and use it as his name."

"Huh?" Didn't you just say that it's impossible.

Eleven took a breath and couldn't help but said in pain, "Okay, the child can be born."

"Ah! Can you give birth?"

Listening to Yang Shifeng’s name, the midwife who had been named for more than two hours finally realized that she was going to play a role. She hurried to the bottom of the eleventh skirt and immediately yelled, “It’s really good if you open it up. Up!"

Yang Shifeng immediately clenched Eleven's hand, his teeth clenched, and his whole body collapsed again.

This time it was eleventh that there was no way to control him, and now all of his energy would be used to give birth to the little fat man in his stomach.

"Come on, force, breathe-breathe-harder!" The midwife dutifully guided the 11th production on the side.

Eleven According to what the midwife said, it was painful between inhalation and exhalation, and couldn't help but scream, Yang Shifeng was so sweaty that he almost shed tears.

The little fat man is very fat, and it is really tiring to give birth, but fortunately, there is no need for a caesarean section, and a normal delivery is still possible. It seems that her nursing care during pregnancy was not in vain.

Eleven endured the pain and pressed the acupuncture points on the stomach one after another to help the little fat man come out. Finally, after enduring for more than an hour, accompanied by the midwife's "force", eleven one by one force, the next second, the body Loosen, a loud baby cry resounded across the room.

The midwife's surprise voice sounded, "Congratulations, it's a boy! Oh, this child is so fat, how long, I have never seen such a strong kid in the 30 years of delivery, and I am blessed to see it."

Eleven sighed and looked at Yang Shifeng first, "Brother Shifeng, our little fat guy has come out."

Yang Shifeng's eyes were red, and he gently kissed Eleven's hand, "Well, I've come out, thanks for your hard work."

Eleven smiled and looked at the little fat man who had been packed and wrapped by the midwife, "Take it over and let me have a look."

The midwife happily carried the baby over and put it next to Eleven, and said: "I weighed the baby just now, it's a full eight pounds! Oh, it's too strong."

On eleven, looking at the flesh in the swaddle, the first feeling is one word: "fat"!

I can't imagine how she gave birth to such a fat dumpling.

"Yang Shifeng, look at how fat he is, he's just a meaty man."

"Nonsense." Yang Shifeng said in a petting voice, and carefully took the baby from the hand of the midwife, watching the fleshy child in the baby, his heart was about to turn into water, and he carefully touched the child's little child. The face and the corners of his mouth raised, "He is really beautiful, his face is not red at all, and he is not wrinkled like other children. Eleven, our child is so beautiful, like you."

Eleven glanced at her fleshy eyes again, and she didn't see anything like her at all.

However, it's pretty good, don't cry or make trouble, it shouldn't be difficult to feed.

"Eleven, you see how well-behaved he is. He has a small mouth, but he doesn't have any—" Yang Shifeng said, because Eleven was so tired that he closed his eyes.

Yang Shifeng knew that she was tired, so he kissed her on the forehead and went out with the child and midwife.

Outside the house, Grandpa Yang and Little Stone had already waited very anxiously. Now that they saw the child was born, they both breathed a sigh of relief. After they breathed a sigh of relief, they were anxious to see the child.

Grandpa Yang was taken away by the child at the first sight, and his old heart changed like that, "Shi Feng, hug me, why is it so beautiful, oh my dear~"

Yang Shifeng handed the child to Grandpa Yang, and Grandpa Yang immediately embraced him affectionately, just like holding a golden lump, too rare.

The little stone man is short and can't see what his little nephew looks like. He scratched his head and jumped up, "Grandpa, show me my nephew, let me see him."

"Well, I'll show it to you." Grandpa Yang squatted down holding the little fat man to show Little Stone.

"Yeah! Grandpa, my nephew looks so good~"

"Yes, your nephew is so good-looking."

Yang Shifeng smiled and shook his head, took out a couple of silver from his arms and handed it to the midwife, "Thank you today."

The midwife's eyes lit up, and she happily accepted the money, "It should be, your child must be blessed, and it is also my blessing that I can deliver such a blessed child."

Yang Shifeng and the midwife stayed together for a while, sent the midwife out of the door, and when he turned around, he went to the chicken coop and caught a chicken. He killed it on the spot, and went into the kitchen to cook the chicken soup on the eleventh so that he could drink it when he woke up on the eleventh one. arrive.

However, the eleventh-born fat man was too tired from birth, and did not wake up until noon the next day. This was because she was awakened by a baby's cry.

Eleven opened his eyes with difficulty, "What's wrong with Little Fatty?"

"Eleven, are you awake?" Yang Shifeng was pleasantly surprised, holding the child and moved to her side, "How is it? Does it hurt or not? Are you hungry?"

Eleven shook his head and looked at the little fat man who was born after she had lost his life, "Why is he crying?"

"The child is hungry, eleven, you can give him some milk soon." Yang Shifeng was very distressed. His children didn't cry at birth, and now they cry so sad because they are too hungry.

Eleven sat up slowly, and reached out to take the little fat man. At a glance, he saw the meatballs with his mouth open and wailing. The little tongue was red and bright, and the toothless gums were tender and tender. The eyes were tightly closed, and the meat on the mouth followed. He screamed and trembled, two fists clenched angrily.

However, the howl was so joyful, there was not a single drop of tears in his eyes, and he was just howling.

At eleven o'clock, there was a meaty mouth, "Don't think I can't see that your little fat guy is just howling! There are no tears."

"Wow-wow-"

Yang Shifeng couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed Eleven's hand, "Well, the child is hungry, you can give him something to eat, otherwise his throat will be crying."

Eleven snorted, and couldn't help a little fat man's nose, "Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll give you something to eat."

"Wow-wow-"

The eleventh lifted up his own clothes, put Rutou close to the little fat man’s mouth, the little fat man instinctively held it, and sucked hard, the little fist was also clenched and clenched.

"His—Yang Shifeng, your son's strength is so great, he is not weaker than when you inhaled."

"Eleventh." Yang Shifeng blushed, "In front of his son, don't talk about it."

"Yo yo yo, I'm sorry, it doesn't matter, your son doesn't understand." Eleven picks the chin of Little Fatty, "Is it Little Fatty, you definitely don't understand, right?"

"Woo-" The little fat man slapped eleven with his small fist.

"You still beat me, you little fat man is too lawless." Eleven squeezed the little fat man's fleshy cheeks uncontrollably.

"Woo-" The little fat man was interrupted by feeding, and fisted again in dissatisfaction, and he was not weak.

Yang Shifeng immediately squeezed the little fat man's little fleshy hand, "You can't beat your mother, mother is very hard for you, you are good."

The little fat man gave another "Woo", put his little hand on Eleven’s chest, and worked hard to eat the milk, eating deliciously, but he couldn’t eat it anymore. The little guy was stunned, opened his mouth, and closed it again. She sucked hard, but found that she still couldn't get it out, and immediately became anxious, and started howling with her mouth open, howling terribly sad.

"What's the matter? Why are you crying again?"

Eleven barred his teeth, turned the little fat man around, and continued to feed him, "Okay, don't cry, don't cry, there's more here."

The little guy sucked and found that he had sucked it out again. He stopped howling immediately, and continued to work hard.

Eleven looked at Yang Shifeng desperately, "It's over, not only is he fat, he is also a big stomach king, we don't think we can support him."