The journey of the only child of a peasant family to take the imperial examination

Seeing basins of blood being carried out of the room, Zhang Ping'an's face turned pale. He finally understood what the gates of hell meant.

Giving birth is really scary, especially in ancient times!

His mother gave birth to seven children in one go and raised them all. It was really not easy.

He secretly swore in his heart that if this child was a son, he would not plan to have any more children in the future. Having this one was enough.

Even if it is a daughter, he doesn't plan to have another one in the short term.

Rather than having many children, he hopes that his family will be safe and sound.

Seeing that the Yin hour was almost over, when the maid Cuizhi came out again, Zhang Pingan hurriedly stopped her and asked, "What's the situation in there? Should we send a doctor to take a look? How much blood is in the human body? How can it withstand such a loss?"

Cuizhi was so busy that she didn't even look up from holding the basin and said, "I can see the baby's head. It will probably be here soon!"

Xu was a typical feudal woman. In her heart, she was actually reluctant to let the doctor in. Besides, there was Chen Ergu, whom she always trusted very much.

Hearing this, she came over and advised, "Wait a little longer. We can already see the baby's head. It won't be long before the baby is born. Aunt Chen will give us instructions if there's anything going on. Don't make things worse!"

"Oh," Zhang Pingan sighed and did not insist any longer, fearing that it would cause more trouble.

But he was still very nervous and could hardly sit still. It was even more tormenting than when he was assigned a bad number in the imperial examination.

Mrs. Xu wiped her eyes with a handkerchief after seeing this and said with emotion, "In the blink of an eye, you are going to be a father too. Only when you raise a child can you understand the heart of a parent. When I gave birth to you, your mother was also worried. Don't worry, my grandson will definitely be born smoothly. Come and sit and wait. You are making me dizzy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a baby crying in the room.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked.

"It's born!" Xu said excitedly.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Zhang asked, standing in front of the door.

Aunt Rong replied loudly, "It's a son, and it's the young master!"

The people outside the door couldn't help but smile when they heard it.

Zhang also smiled and said, "My granddaughter-in-law Qian is very lucky. Her first child is a boy."

Zhang Pingan was also happy. He had been worried about the little guy since he was born, but he was still thinking about Qian Youyi. He asked loudly, "How is Madam?"

Nanny Rong opened the door holding the child and replied, "Master, the Madam is asleep!"

After saying this, she lifted the red swaddling clothes in her arms a little to show everyone: "The young master is crying so hard, it shows that he is very strong!"

As he spoke, he wiped his eyes, with more worry than joy on his face.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with Madam?" Zhang Ping'an asked when he saw her.

"No, no, Madam is fine, she just fell asleep out of exhaustion," Aunt Rong said quickly, explaining, "This old servant was so happy, she cried out, 'What?' Yes, tears of joy!"

Zhang Ping'an and Xu felt relieved after hearing this.

Mrs. Xu saw that her grandson was so cute that she gently touched the child's face, lifted the hem of the swaddling clothes and looked at the child's little chirps. She was relieved to confirm that it was a son.

After wrapping the blanket, he smiled and said, "This child is so handsome, always picking on the good points of his parents!"

"You can tell he's handsome even though his eyes aren't even open yet," Zhang Ping'an joked. He wanted to touch it but didn't dare. It was so small and looked too fragile.

Zhang only took a quick look and said, "A newborn baby can't be exposed to the wind. Let the nanny take it in!"

"Oh, yes, take the baby in. I'll get the baby's clothes," said Mrs. Xu with a smile.

After Rong Ma Ma carried the child in, she nudged Zhang Lao Er beside her and said, "We've also been through the whole night. I'll go back and pack up everything the child needs. You can catch up on some sleep. We'll come back to see the child during the day."

Zhang Laoer felt a little regretful, rubbing his hands and said depressedly: "I haven't even held my grandson yet!"

"Okay, I haven't had the baby yet. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future," Mrs. Xu was not in a hurry.

She said eagerly, "That's great! We're going to be grandparents from now on!"

After saying that, he turned his head and said to his son, "You are a father now, so you have to be more stable, understand?"

"Yes, I am a father now," Zhang Pingan said with a smile.

The eye circles are a little red.

Only those who have experienced it will understand how touching it is to see a child being born who continues your bloodline.

The inheritance of life is not only about passing on the family line, but more importantly, it represents beautiful expectations and hopes!

"Mom, please bring some clothes over later and help me go in to check on Youyi. I'm still a little worried."

"Okay, I got it. She is the mother of my grandson. She really suffered during childbirth. I made sure she takes good care of her body during the confinement period. I, your mother, have this sense of propriety. Don't worry," Mrs. Xu rolled her eyes at her son.

She doesn't bother with her son. She is content with having a grandson.

"I really don't know who decided that men can't enter the delivery room. I think this rule needs to be changed in the future," Zhang Pingan muttered to himself.

"Oh, don't mess around," Mrs. Xu patted her son on the back.

"A month goes by so fast. If you have the time, why not think of a name for my grandson? Also, I heard that wealthy families always hold a third-day-old-birth banquet. Just look at how many tables we need to set up, the guest list, and the invitations. There's so much to do!"

"Don't worry, Mom, I have already chosen a name," Zhang Pingan said with a smile.

In order to name his child, he almost tore apart the "Book of Songs" and "Chu Ci". He thought about hundreds of names for ten months and rejected them one by one. Finally, after discussing with Qian Youyi, he finally decided on two.

The boy was named Zhang Heming, which came from a line in Chu Ci: "The crane sings in Jiu Gao, and its voice is heard in the sky." It means that the child is talented and famous.

The girl's name is Zhang Xinning, which is taken from a line in the Book of Songs: "There is pepper and its fragrance, how can one be at peace?", implying that a girl will have a stable and healthy life.

These are all good wishes for the children.

Zhang Laoer and Xu had never been to school, but after hearing what their son said, they felt that the name had a very noble and elegant feel, and it was obvious that it was chosen by a scholar.

There's a world of difference between them and those dog eggs and cow eggs.

"However, this is a formal name. Shouldn't we also give it a nickname? A humble name is easier to maintain," asked Zhang Laoer.

"As for a nickname, let's wait until Youyi is out of confinement. There's no rush," Zhang Ping'an replied.

In fact, he has thought of several nicknames, but he hasn't made up his mind yet.

It was a joyous occasion outside, but not so cheerful in the bedroom.

Nanny Rong held the child in her arms, wiping away her tears as she said, "My dear young lady, you've suffered greatly this time. Why didn't you let me tell my uncle and the old lady?"