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Chapter 468 Daily Life of Raising a Child (4)

After the family reunion dinner, the men gathered together to drink, while the women sat together chatting.

Shen Funian looked at Xie Yan and said with a smile, "Sister Yan'er, you and my fourth brother have been married for more than half a year, right?"

Wen Jiayue knew what she was about to say; it was definitely her old habit again—urging her to have a baby.

But Xie Yan didn't understand. She did a rough calculation and said in surprise, "It's almost eight months already."

Shen Funian clicked her tongue in admiration: "If only I were eight months pregnant."

Xie Yan blushed instantly and said helplessly, "Third sister..."

Shen Fuyou noticed them and called out, "Third sister, don't bully Yan'er!"

Shen Funian rolled her eyes at him, ignored him, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on between you and Fuyou? Is it because he's impotent?"

Wen Jiayue frowned and said, "Niannian, this is their private matter."

“Oh dear, I’m just doing this for their own good,” Shen Funian said emphatically. “Besides, what’s wrong with us women talking about these things? Sexual matters are as common as eating and drinking, and we shouldn’t avoid them like the plague.”

She continued, "Xiao Suye can prepare kidney-tonifying pills. If you need them, just let me know."

Xie Yan blushed crimson: "No need."

Shen Fuyou was simply gifted; during their first few days of marriage, he was so passionate that she almost feared him.

So she often went to see her sister-in-law during those days in order to avoid him.

He's not as reckless now, but he still makes her feel... like she's in heaven.

Shen Funian was relieved, but then started to worry about her older brother.

She looked at Wen Jiayue and said, "My older brother is not young anymore. If he can't make it, you should come to me."

Wen Jiayue: "..."

He's really something.

"So what exactly is going on between you and Fuyou?" Shen Funian turned to Xie Yan again, "How about I have Xiao Suye take your pulses?"

“No need,” Xie Yan hurriedly refused. “My husband said there’s no need to rush to have a child, so… he took some measures.”

Shen Funian said meaningfully, "So it's because the young couple hasn't had enough of being affectionate yet."

Xie Yan's cheeks flushed red as she stood up and said, "I...I'll go change."

Seeing her leave, Shen Fuyou immediately abandoned her elder brother and brother-in-law, and called out, "Yan'er, where are you going? Wait for me!"

Shen Funian sighed, "It's really disgusting."

She looked at Wen Jiayue, fearing she might spout nonsense again, but Wen Jiayue immediately said, "I'll go change too."

“Oh, I’m being serious with you,” Shen Funian pulled her back, “Sister-in-law, you’re close to giving birth, aren’t you?”

Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

It's quite a coincidence that her due date is around her birthday. If fate allows, she and Mu Mu might be born on the same day. They really know how to pick their timing.

Despite her anticipation, Wen Jiayue was genuinely nervous on her birthday.

As if knowing it was her mother's birthday, Mu Mu was unusually active in her belly, kicking every now and then.

Wen Jiayue almost thought he would really be born today, but it turned out to be just a false alarm until the evening.

"Don't worry, Mu Mu definitely wants you to have a peaceful birthday," Shen Fuhan said, gently putting his arm around her. "There's no need to worry too much."

Wen Jiayue gradually relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

Even as the Lantern Festival approached, Mu Mu showed no sign of coming out.

Wen Jiayue comforted herself that this was normal, but at the same time she was a little worried.

By the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Wen Jiayue clearly noticed changes in her body.

Today happened to be Shen Fuhan's day off. She gripped his hand tightly and said in a trembling voice, "Husband, I think I'm going into labor."

Shen Fuhan's expression hardened, and he methodically instructed the servants to do their work while he helped her lie down on the bed.

Her body began to ache in waves, and Wen Jiayue was a little scared, looking at him with tears in her eyes.

"Husband, don't go."

Although she really wanted to say this when she gave birth to Zhaozhao, she didn't say it until the end of the delivery.

This time, however, she blurted it out without any worry that he would refuse.

Shen Fuhan held her hand and said in a deep voice, "A-Yue, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

Wen Jiayue nodded gently. After the pain subsided, she whispered, "Remember to have the wet nurse take Zhaozhao out of the main courtyard. She'll definitely be scared if she sees blood."

“No, our daughter is just as brave as A-Yue,” Shen Fuhan wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead. “Zhaozhao only worries about whether her mother is in pain.”

Wen Jiayue said nothing more and silently endured the second contraction.

After a moment's thought, she slowly said, "My husband, if I die..."

“No,” Shen Fuhan interrupted her, his voice trembling, “You will only live to be a hundred years old.”

Wen Jiayue smiled weakly at him.

Thinking it over carefully, she really didn't have anything to say. If she died, Shen Fuhan would not remarry and would live out his life alone, just like in her previous life.

The only difference is that with children by his side, he certainly won't turn gray overnight, right?

Wen Jiayue knew she shouldn't be thinking about these things, but she couldn't control herself.

Giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell; life and death are just a matter of a single thought from the King of Hell.

Fortunately, the opening of all ten fingers went smoothly.

As dusk fell, the sky turned a vibrant orange-red, and a loud cry rang out.

"Congratulations, Your Excellency! Congratulations, Madam! You have been blessed with a son!"

Shen Fuhan restrained his trembling hands and placed Mu Mu, wrapped in swaddling clothes, next to Wen Jiayue's pillow.

"Ah Yue, our Mu Mu has been born."

Wen Jiayue pressed her face against his wrinkled little face, felt his warmth, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Wen Jiayue opened her eyes, not knowing how long she had been sleeping in a daze.

Seeing that she was awake, Shen Fuhan, who had been sitting by the bed all night without sleeping, immediately looked over.

He asked anxiously, "Ah Yue, is there anything wrong?"

Wen Jiayue carefully examined the sensation and gently shook her head.

She asked in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

There was a faint light outside the window. Shen Fuhan said, "Fuxiao, you've been sleeping for almost seven hours."

He asked, "Are you hungry?"

Wen Jiayue nodded and asked, "Where's Mumu? I'd like to check on him first."

She fell asleep before she could even get a good look at Mu Mu's face.

Mu Mu was sleeping in the cradle when Shen Fuhan carefully carried him out.

Wen Jiayue stopped her, saying, "Since he's asleep, there's no need to hold him."

Shen Fuhan, however, insisted on keeping him by her side.

Wen Jiayue was helpless. Seeing that Mu Mu hadn't woken up, she finally felt relieved and took a closer look.

With fair skin, dark eyebrows, and a slightly upturned nose, he even exuded a touch of heroic spirit.

Her lips were slightly pursed, looking exactly like Shen Fuhan's.

She smiled and touched his lips with her finger: "No wonder you're my biological son."

“It’s a pity it doesn’t look like A-Yue,” Shen Fuhan sighed, then added with relief, “But thankfully it doesn’t.”

Wen Jiayue asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

“Of course, one must be stricter with one’s son,” Shen Fuhan said. “If he looked like you, how could I bear to speak harshly to three identical versions of myself?”

"Don't speak harshly to Mu Mu either," Wen Jiayue gently patted his face, "or Zhao Zhao and I will beat you up together."

Shen Fuhan smiled, grasped her wrist, leaned down and gently kissed it, solemn and grateful.

"Thank you, Yue. I am so happy to have you and our two children by my side day and night."