Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1043: Chapter 1043: Gave Birth

An Lixia is now washing her hands with hot water.

Zhao Xiaojing, sweating in pain on the kang, saw Mom and the elder sister-in-law coming over, tears started falling. ”Mom.”

”You silly girl. I said I’d come to look after you, you insisted it wasn’t necessary. If I hadn’t felt uneasy today and come over, what would you have done?”

Despite her complaints, she carefully washed her hands clean.

Sun Yun rushed in and also immediately started washing her hands; they’ve both had several children before. Handling childbirth isn’t a problem.

”By the way, Xiao Yun, you’re not needed here now, hurry back and get the pack on my kang, it’s the one with quilts I made and such.”

Sun Yun agreed with a nod and quickly ran off again.

An Lixia immediately got on the kang, feeling her daughter’s belly.

Zhao Xiaojing weakly smiled, ”Mom. Now that you’re here, it doesn’t hurt so much.”

”You silly girl. You infuriate me.”

As she said this, she noticed her daughter’s lips were dry, so she got off the kang to fetch her some water.

Helping her daughter drink a bowl of brown sugar water, she carefully laid her back down. ”How long have you been ailing?”

”For a while now.”

An Lixia began preparing the things needed. At this point, saying anything was of no help.

Sun Yun drove back home, racing into her mother-in-law’s room. Her father-in-law was on the kang rubbing corn.

”Dad, where’s the stuff Mom prepared for Xiaojing? Mom said it’s in a bundle right on the kang.”

”Xiaojing is going to give birth?” Zhao Tian asked, handing the cloth bundle from the kang over to his daughter-in-law.

”Yes. Luckily, Mom went over.” Sun Yun took it and ran off.

Zhao Tian could no longer continue working either. He put on his shoes to head outside.

By the time Sun Yun got there, Zhao Xiaojing had already started giving birth.

Having already given birth to two children, she knew when to exert herself.

Seeing there was no need for her inside, Sun Yun went out and started gathering firewood to start a fire; once the little sister-in-law completed the childbirth, there would be a need for plenty of hot water, and she would want to make her something to eat.

The place was truly cold, yet they were accustomed to it. However, a newborn cannot adjust, so they did their best to keep the room warm.

Listening to the noises inside, Sun Yun was already used to it, this kind of pain, what woman hasn’t endured it? She sat down and started the fire, absent-mindedly touching her belly — why doesn’t she have any children yet? Is there something wrong with her body and she can’t give birth? She’s not even thirty yet. How come she can’t have children?

Hearing her mother-in-law yelling encouragement from inside, she shook her head. She’s determined she can have another.

By this time, Zhao Tian and Zhao Qingxiang also came in.

The two men listened to the sounds from inside, knowing the baby hadn’t been born yet.

”Xiao Yun, you go in, I’ll manage the fire.”

”Alright, I’ll go in and take a look.”

About fifteen minutes later, cries of a newborn could be heard from inside.

The two men relaxed; the baby was finally born.

Sun Yun emerged with an unnatural expression to pour water.

”How is it?” Zhao Tian asked.

”Dad, Xiaojing gave birth to a son.”

This time, Zhao Tian’s face was beaming. He wasn’t necessarily delighted because his daughter gave birth to a son, but simply because the baby was successfully born.

Sun Yun went in and out several times, and inside, An Lixia had tidied up her daughter.

The baby’s umbilical cord was neatly wrapped up as well. Swaddled tightly, he was no longer crying.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaojing couldn’t describe her feelings.

This child was Tang Yiqing’s; back then, she didn’t know what she was thinking, recklessly daring enough to sleep with him and ended up pregnant.

Seeing Tang Yiqing, she knew he was someone who enjoyed himself, she and he weren’t of the same kind, likely wouldn’t even meet again, but keeping this child was perhaps a token.

Sun Yun felt downcast; she had given birth to three daughters, while the sister-in-law had three sons. How could the heavens treat her this way?

An Lixia, noticing her daughter-in-law’s expression, knew she was envious. But this also requires fate.

So she didn’t say anything, instead went to make something for her daughter to eat.

Zhao Xiaojing ate a meal of white flour dumpling soup with two eggs in it.

As she ate, she shed tears; despite everything, her family, siblings, are still there to care for her.

”Alright, hurry up and eat. Do you still want your eyes?” An Lixia felt helpless, why had this girl’s life been so rough?

It’s all over now; she’s had a child without knowing who the father is. Never mind, the child’s born already. There’s no point saying anything else.

Once she was full, Zhao Xiaojing lay back in the cozy bedding, looking at her son sleeping beside her. A smile appeared on her face, and before long, she also fell asleep.

It was nearing noon by the time. Sun Yun had to go back to prepare lunch.

An Lixia urged the two men to return home too; she couldn’t leave now. Even though things were calm, she still needed to tend to her daughter through the postpartum recovery.

And so she stayed here with Zhao Xiaojing. Although no one knew who the child’s father was, on the ninth day, both Zhao Qingxiang and Zhao Qingjie families still came to celebrate the baby’s ninth day.

The child changed noticeably every day, thanks to Zhao Xiaojing having good breast milk. When his eyes were open, he looked especially beautiful, prettier than any child in the family.

Sun Yun sighed inwardly, figuring the man must have been handsome. This child didn’t resemble the little sister-in-law much; he must take after his father.

Now, no one in the family questioned the man anymore; the child was simply part of the Zhao Family. Zhao Tian had already named him Zhao Yong’an. So, he belonged to the Zhao Family.

However, Zhao Xiaojing disagreed and eventually changed the child’s name to Zhao Liantang, incorporating Tang Yiqing’s surname.

The Zhao Family reckoned the man must be named Tang. But since she wouldn’t say, no one asked.

An Lixia was a restless person. She stayed to tend to her daughter’s postpartum period, also helping her rub corn.

Because of the pregnancy, she hadn’t done such work.

Now, Zhao Xiaojing, looking at her child, felt content. Honestly, Xu Hongbing betrayed her; seeing Hai Jun and Haifeng would remind her of Xu Hongbing.

She understood she shouldn’t take it out on the children, yet she couldn’t help it.

Being alone was incredibly lonely. Having such a small little one now to accompany her felt comforting.

Her mind drifted naturally to Tang Yiqing; truthfully, their memories together weren’t many. Mostly, they were just fooling around. But that was enough.

Both sisters-in-law weren’t stingy; they went to other homes to buy pork to bring her. Thus, she was enjoying an unexpectedly blessed postpartum period, even better than when Xu Hongbing cared for her, mainly because her mother willingly gave her good things to eat. She hoped her daughter could recover well, so the child could also have enough milk.

The breast milk was plentiful, and the little one fed well, transforming remarkably day by day. By the time he was one month old, plump and charming, he was utterly adorable. The child’s eyes were just like his father’s.