Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 406 Labor
Xu Qinghuan laughed, "Dad, don't do that, it's like I'm being tortured."

With Jian Jingchuan's arrival, Xu Qinghuan had even less to do.

"How has Elder Ren been doing since he went back? Is he busy? Who is mentoring Jingmo?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

“I work at the medical university, and I mainly study policy now.” Jian Jingchuan didn’t say what the policy was, but Xu Qinghuan knew perfectly well. “When Professor Ren is busy, he leaves Jingmo at the Qin family’s house. The two families live close by, so Jingmo and Fanfan can go to and from school together and keep each other company.”

Xu Qinghuan had some longing for life in Yancheng. Although it was a good place, she found it difficult to adapt.

Jiang Xingye was also aware of this.

Xu Qinghuan could return to the city, but Jiang Xingye was originally from the countryside. If the policy didn't change, he would have almost no way to go to the city, which was why he didn't dare to have any expectations in the first place.

He dared not have any illusions about the future, so he naturally wouldn't put pressure on Xu Qinghuan. When she had the opportunity to return to the city, he wouldn't make things difficult for her.

Jiang Xingye gets up early every day and makes breakfast. Sometimes when there isn't enough time, Jian Jingchuan makes lunch.

Compared to Jiang Xingye, Jian Jingchuan's cooking skills are far inferior; his dishes are barely edible.

Actually, Jiang Xingye's skills were not very good at first, and he could only do what he was used to. But after Xu Qinghuan gave him guidance, he improved very quickly. Jian Jingchuan, on the other hand, probably didn't have the talent in this area.

"Brother Ye, wait a minute!"

At midday, Hu Hai saw Jiang Xingye come out of the office and hurriedly chased after him, "Brother Ye, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

"What's up? If it's nothing serious, just wait. I need to go back and cook for my wife." Jiang Xingye pushed away the cigarette Hu Haijing offered. "I don't smoke. It'll just make my wife and daughter sick."

"Well, your daughter isn't even born yet, why are you smoking it?" Hu Hai lit one for himself, took a big puff, and Jiang Xingye quickly took a big step back.

"Brother Ye, I've taken a liking to Cao Xiurong, the new educated youth. I feel like she's interested in me too. She even ate the corn on the cob I gave her the other day. Can you give me some advice on how to get Cao Xiurong to marry me?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xingye turned and walked away, saying, "How should I know?"

Hu Hai wouldn't let him go and chased after him, asking, "How did you manage to get your wife in the first place?"

Jiang Xingye married Xu Qinghuan, becoming the undisputed winner in life in the entire Shangjiang Brigade. This almost drove the male members of the brigade crazy with jealousy. Who wouldn't want to have such incredible luck as Jiang Xingye?
Marrying a sent-down youth brought prosperity to the entire brigade, and all four of his brothers got government jobs. He was a perfect example of how one person's success can benefit even their entire family.

Jiang Xingye couldn't stand his pestering anymore. He was in a hurry to go back and cook for his wife so that his wife and children wouldn't suffer from his father-in-law's cooking skills. "My wife fell in love with me at first sight, and I fell in love with her at first sight. How can these be the same?"

We're both going our separate ways. But since Cao Zhiqing was willing to eat one of your corncobs, she might have feelings for you too. Why don't you bring her two eggs later and see if she eats them? If she does, then there's a chance.

He was afraid that Hu Hai would still bother him, so he waved his hand and said, "Go deliver the eggs first, don't follow me. We'll talk after you've delivered them."

Hu Hai was overjoyed and hurriedly ran off, saying, "Brother Ye, if it works out, I'll have my mother make you a pair of shoes."

Jiang Xingye ignored him. When he got home, he saw his father-in-law lighting the stove. He ran over to him in a few quick steps and said, "Dad, it's so hot. Let me do it. You can rest for a while."

Jian Jingchuan refused, "I'm going to make braised pork for Huanhuan. You've been busy all day, so let me do it."

Jiang Xingye refused. His father-in-law's braised pork last time wasn't fully cooked, and he was worried that it would poison his wife and children. "Dad, let me do it. It's too hot today. Don't let him get heatstroke."

Seeing Jiang Xingye so nervous, Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but chuckle. She leaned against the door frame and said, "Aye, your older sister just came to call you. She must have something to tell you."

Jiang Xingye was somewhat unwilling, but when he saw his wife's smiling eyes, which were full of him, his annoyance disappeared. He instructed, "Dad, stew the braised pork a little longer later."

The braised pork meal was never served. When the food was brought to the table, Xu Qinghuan sneezed and suddenly felt unwell down there. She sneezed twice more in a row, which was a bit too much.

She rushed to the back toilet, but instead of bleeding, her water broke.

She quickly swallowed a pill and came out saying, "Dad, Aye, we need to go to the hospital." The two grown men almost dropped the bowls in their hands.

She had initially said, "No rush, it won't be that fast, let's eat first," but neither of them had any appetite.

Jian Jingchuan called out, "Aye, go get the maternity kit, I'll go get the car."

Jiang Xingye paced around the room, muttering, "Maternity kit, maternity kit, Huanhuan, where is she?"

Xu Qinghuan pinched him, "Calm down."

He was almost in tears, hugging Xu Qinghuan and touching her belly, "Wife, does it hurt?"

"How can it be so fast?"

But in fact, contractions had begun.

Seeing that Jiang Xingye was so useless, Jian Jingchuan went over to Jiang Xinglan and called out, "Big sister, Huanhuan is about to give birth, can we go and help out?"

Jiang Xinglan quickly told her daughter to go ahead and call for help, then locked the door and came out, saying, "I'll go with you."

Zhou Guizhi also came upon hearing the news, making a total of five people. Jian Jingchuan drove to the People's Hospital.

Jiang Xingye had told the People's Hospital in advance that she wanted to reserve a bed, but there weren't enough beds available. Deng Aiguo was also very embarrassed, saying, "I didn't expect to give birth early. There will be a bed available tomorrow, so you'll have to make do today."

Xu Qinghuan smiled. "It's not that I'm being wronged, but I can't expect special treatment. I don't have any other requests. Could Dr. Song help me deliver the baby?"

"That's no problem, I'll talk to Dr. Song."

Song Yanqing was surprised that Xu Qinghuan could trust her so much. She felt like she had been entrusted with an important task, and with this sense of mission, she became extra attentive to Xu Qinghuan.

First births can be difficult.

After Xu Qinghuan administered the medication, the contractions quickly intensified, and within two hours, her cervix had dilated to five centimeters.

Jiang Xingye and Jian Jingchuan supported her as she slowly walked down the corridor. When the contractions came, she was sweating profusely from the pain, and the people around her could only watch anxiously, which was also a kind of torment.

Jiang Xingye's eyes were red, and he kept repeating to himself, "I won't have any more children, I'll never have any more." He felt like he was living a life worse than death.

Every second felt like torture.

Jiang Xinglan found it both funny and infuriating. Even though she knew that this was how women went through childbirth, she still felt sorry for Xu Qinghuan.

Around 9 p.m., Xu Qinghuan entered the delivery room.

As the door closed, Jiang Xingye immediately felt a sense of loss. He wanted to follow her in, but the midwife naturally wouldn't let him, saying, "What kind of man watches a woman give birth?"

“I am her husband, and I want to stay by her side,” Jiang Xingye insisted.

"It's not like your wife is the only one in there. Wouldn't things get chaotic if things were like this?" The midwife slammed the door shut.

Jiang Xingye squatted at the door like a pitiful big dog, or a beggar.

Jian Jingchuan sat in the chair, the back of his head against the wall, his eyes closed, listening to the desperate shouts coming from inside, which felt like a sharp knife cutting into his heart.

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