Chapter 1097: Birth of Love Crystal

Yun Xiangxiang had always thought that her baby would be born on the sixth day of the sixth lunar month in the new calendar, which happened to be the same as his father's birthday in the lunar calendar.

But on June 1st, a festival that belongs to children, the little guy seemed to feel the call of the festival atmosphere and couldn't wait to be born.

The harbinger of childbirth came unexpectedly. Fortunately, everything that should be prepared has been prepared. Song Mian accompanied her again, and specially invited obstetrical experts to tell her a lot about the process of giving birth, so she didn't panic at all.

Song Mian put on a sterile suit and stayed with her the whole time. Because of his good health, Yun Xiangxiang chose to give birth naturally.

This is a process of accumulating pain, probably due to sufficient psychological preparation, although the pain is very painful, but it is within the range that Yun Xiangxiang can bear, especially Song Mian has been by her side, talking to her Words distracted her.

Even though it was the first child, Yun Xiangxiang gave birth extremely smoothly, and the little one was brought into the world in about an hour.

She was so tired that her eyes were dizzy, and her vision was a little blurred. She fell asleep after only one glance at the little baby.

The last memory is a ball of pink and pink. When she woke up, it was already late at night. She was awakened by the loud cry of a child. When she opened her eyes, she looked at the tall Song Mian holding their son carefully. coaxing.

"Wake up, wake up, quickly bring the child here." Su Xiuling was the first to see her daughter wake up.

She brought over the warm chicken soup next to her and fed it to her daughter: "Hurry up and eat, feed the child, this child has only drank milk powder once, and he won't love it now."

It was the first time Su Xiuling saw such a newborn. Yun Xiangxiang slept for more than four hours, and had to feed the baby halfway, so he drank milk powder once, and now he was hungry again, but he just refused to eat milk powder.

Yun Xiangxiang was indeed very hungry. He drank a bowl of chicken soup and ate three eggs in sugar water. When he was full, he asked Song Mian to bring the crying child over.

The little face was originally red when she was born, but it turned even redder because of crying so much, her unopened eyes were a little watery, and she looked so pitiful, but Yun Xiangxiang was so distressed.

Yun Xiangxiang wanted to breastfeed him, but was stopped by Su Xiuling: "You haven't breastfed yet..."

Before she finished speaking, she took the crying child from Song Mian's hand and gave her son-in-law a wink.

Yun Xiangxiang, who was a mother for the first time, only found out later how the little guy got his rations. He blushed and didn't dare to look at Song Mian, so he lowered his head and concentrated on feeding the baby.

Although they were husband and wife, their mother had to instruct them about this kind of thing, and Yun Xiangxiang's face became hot when he thought about it.

Only the little guy who was eating rations was the most satisfied. Seeing his cheeks twitch slightly, Yun Xiangxiang's heart softened completely.

"What's our baby's name?" Yun Xiangxiang asked.

They knew early on that the child was a boy, but Yun Xiangxiang never pulled Song Mian to study what the child's name should be.

It was because she felt that the Song family was a traditional family, and maybe Song Chi should choose the baby's name. If she asked in a hurry, would Song Chi change the rules and let her decide because she was accommodating, so she didn't ask .

She gave birth to the child, but she didn't have a strong possessive desire to name it, and it was a blessing for the elders to name it.

"I've thought about it a long time ago." Song Mian said with gentle eyes, "Look, see if it's called Song Yun. It's simple and easy to remember. When he introduces his name in the future, he can say it's because his father's surname is Song and his mother's surname is Yun." , he is the crystallization of the love between parents, so his name is Song Yun."

At first, Yun Xiangxiang was a little surprised to hear such a simple name, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was quite good.

"I think it's pretty good." Yun Xiangxiang didn't refute, but said, "I thought you needed an expert to figure out the name of your family, or an elder to pick it up, so I never asked you."

"You still have to count, but it's not so old that you have to get it from the elders." Only then did Song Mian know why Yun Xiangxiang never mentioned the child's name, "You don't have to worry too much in the future, the whole family has to accommodate each other. Yes, even if you really open your mouth, it's okay for your father to accommodate you, and you can accommodate your father in other ways."

In this way, there will be exchanges and mutual respect, and the relationship will become deeper and deeper.

Yun Xiangxiang nodded: "You are right, by the way, where is the child's nickname?"

"He was born six catties and six taels." Song Mian lightly poked his son's small face with his fingertips, "Let's call him Liuliu."

Liuliu Dashun, Liuliu is infinite.

Using Liuliu as a nickname is not only commemorative, but also catchy and has a very good meaning.

Yun Xiangxiang was very satisfied, but she thought of another thing: "He is our first child, and his name is Song Yun, and his name is Liuliu. How will we name our younger brothers and sisters in the future?"

Song Mian touched Yun Xiangxiang's forehead with his hand: "There has never been a woman who thinks about the second child right after giving birth."

His wife is a brave and strong woman.

No matter how smooth a woman's childbirth, it will be painful. No matter how much she likes children or does not reject a second child, she will basically not think about the second child on the first day after giving birth.

Song Mian thought of how Yun Xiangxiang tried his best to endure and cooperate with the doctor during childbirth, and his heart ached slightly.

"Didn't we agree? At least two of them should be born so that they are not alone." Yun Xiangxiang's face was still a little pale, and she smiled weakly and softly, "What's more, with me, I feel that everything is okay. not afraid."

He is her reliance, as long as there is his breath, she can face it calmly even if it is a sea of ​​swords and swords.

"Don't think about such a long-term thing now." It's not too late to think about it later.

It happened that the little guy had also finished his milk, so Song Mian picked up his son and patted his back. He lowered his head and said to Yun Xiangxiang, "You take a rest, I'll make you some rice porridge."

Yun Xiangxiang lay down slowly, and Song Mian wrapped up the fed and well-fed little guy and put it in the crib next to her bed. She could see it from the side of her head. Looking at the small ball, Yun Xiangxiang felt Life is truly amazing.

Yun Xiangxiang, who became a mother, looks at her son constantly changing every day to find happiness. Liuliu is a very cute baby. Thinking about it, I never heard him cry.

He hums and chirps when he's hungry, and squirms his body when he's stretched. As long as he finds out and fixes him in time, he will obediently keep quiet.

Three days later, the little guy opened his eyes. Yun Xiangxiang saw his deep purple-black pupils, and was almost fascinated by his son's eyes.

Too clean, too bright, magnificent like a bright and deep gem.