"I can still manage." Qin Nuan gently shook her head, biting her lower lip tightly, feeling a bit miserable. Why does giving birth have to be such torture? Didn’t the TV shows say you just go into the delivery room and the baby comes out?

She never wanted to have kids again...

"Qhianqhian, the chicken porridge is here, quickly give it to Nuannuan." Luo Xinyue handed the large food box to Luo Qianqian, feeling a mix of emotions as he watched Qin Nuan sweating nervously on the side. If it were Luo Qianqian in labor right now, he definitely wouldn’t be able to remain calm.

"Quick, you need to eat something to have strength." Luo Qianqian, without standing on ceremony, shoved the large food box into Second Uncle’s arms, pulled out a portion of porridge and a big chicken leg, carefully tore off the meat with gloved hands, soaked it in the porridge, and carefully squatted down to feed the bent-over Qin Nuan.

"Open your mouth, Nuannuan, you’re going to be a mom, you can’t be willful, the baby needs strength." She coaxed softly, leaving the flustered Luo Yanran full of mixed feelings. Right now, he couldn’t even compare to his own sister, his mind was blank, flashing only three bold black words: What to do!

Qin Nuan looked at Luo Qianqian’s earnest face, struggled to open her mouth to take a bite of porridge, then pouted, "You’re not giving me any salt now, how will I survive the confinement period?"

Luo Qianqian looked surprised at Qin Nuan, glanced at the porridge, then at the food box, and silently took out the three-flavored egg custard inside, glistening with oil and a few drops of fragrant vinegar.

One fed quietly, while the other occasionally voiced opinions, oddly creating a harmonious atmosphere in the hallway.

"It’s like my stomach is being beaten with a stick now..." After eating for a while, Qin Nuan’s face turned a bit ashen, and she couldn’t open her mouth anymore.

The nurse hurriedly assisted her into the delivery room, making Luo Yanran even more panicked: "Didn’t the TV say the father could go in? Why won’t they let me in? Is something wrong with Nuannuan?" He clutched Jia Ning’s hand, trembling on the side.

Jia Ning couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of her mouth, thinking about whose silly son this was.

"Enough, Fourth Brother, calm down. If you scare my nephew, I’ll finish you." Luo Qianqian waved a fist at Luo Yanran, successfully shutting him up.

However, he was still pacing nervously up and down the corridor, like he needed to use the bathroom.

The nurse, who had taken the two elders for their check-ups, arrived late and distributed the health report to everyone.

Luo Qianqian, relatively calm, took it and scanned each page, nodding, "Third Brother, has Sister-in-law not been eating fruit lately? Should we open a nutrition shop?"

"...Your Sister-in-law’s been craving formalin recently." Luo Yanran gently rubbed his temple, at a loss with his wife’s lack of appetite for anything else.

Luo Qianqian looked stunned, watching the slightly shy Cong Rong on the side, her mouth twitching: "Can’t satisfy that, how about some chicken leg, Sister-in-law?"

There was still plenty of food in the box, Qin Nuan simply didn’t have time to eat it.

The two pregnant women quietly ate, filled with unease. They hadn’t had children themselves, yet watching Qin Nuan give birth... it made them not want to have kids.

Luo Yanran stood aside, silently disposing of the food Qin Nuan had nibbled, his brain completely blank, his hand trembling as he ate.

The cries from the delivery room were a bit terrifying; he was scared. It must hurt a lot, right?

"Luo Yanran, I’m going to kill you!!!" Qin Nuan’s hoarse voice shouted from the delivery room: "I’m never giving birth again!!!"

Her furious voice startled everyone.

"Wah wah wah..."

Soon after, the loud cry of a baby snapped everyone around into a moment of stupor. Then, Luo Yanran jumped up, grabbing Luo Qianqian’s hand. "The baby’s born?"

"Yes, the baby’s born. Father of my nephew, you’re a father now, settle down." Luo Qianqian smirked, pulling her hand back from Luo Yanran, thinking it didn’t hurt, but... when you’re excited, it’s normal to hold onto your parents or in-laws. Why grab her hand?

"Wah wah wah..."

Another cry.

The baby’s out...

When the baby was carried out, Luo Yanran looked at the delivery room through tear-filled eyes: "Is she okay?" he tightly clutched the nurse’s hand, ignoring the two children to the side.

Seeing Luo Yanran’s behavior, the nurse was moved and envious, nodding: "Mother and babies are all safe."

Nowadays, it’s always about the baby, boy or girl. To see him care so much about his wife, they must be really happy, right?

As a pale Qin Nuan was wheeled out, Luo Yanran was crying so much he couldn’t speak.

"Fourth Brother, could you move?!" In the end, Luo Qianqian couldn’t bear it any longer, pulling him aside so Qin Nuan’s wheelchair could pass.

The two elders of the Qin Family were visibly pleased; their daughter hadn’t married the wrong man — he was a good kid.

"Also, go check on your son, we’ll look after Sister-in-law. You’re too scary; don’t you know crying is contagious, or that you shouldn’t cry during the confinement period?" Luo Qianqian nudged Luo Yanran aside, quietly turning to look at the dumbfounded An Hao.

He had been quietly sitting there like he wasn’t even there. Curiously, he picked him up: "What’s the matter?"

Big teardrops fell from An Hao’s eyes. "Sister, did it hurt a lot when Mom gave birth to me too?"

"Yes, so An Hao, you need to be good to your mom. She brought you into this world not to be a troublemaker but to see and create a beautiful world..." Luo Qianqian gently patted An Hao’s head, filled with tenderness: "Now you’re a little uncle too, you need to be a good little uncle, understand?"

"Aren’t I a little brother?" An Hao tilted his head, a bit confused.

Luo Qianqian didn’t know how to explain the generational hierarchy to An Hao, she just smiled: "A little uncle has even more responsibility to look after the two new babies, to protect them and teach them to be well-behaved and sensible."

"So, don’t teach them like Fourth Brother taught me?"

Everyone in the hallway broke into laughter.

Luo Yanran, you’ve now officially made it onto the blacklist of child education, even An Hao knows it.

"Not exactly, if the baby is smart it’s okay, but if they don’t know anything, teaching them like that will just lead them astray." Luo Qianqian picked up An Hao: "Shall sister take you to look at your nephews?"

"Okay." An Hao softly answered: "Let’s be quieter, we shouldn’t scare them, they were just crying."

Watching Luo Qianqian and An Hao head to the ward, Luo Yanwu gently patted Luo Yanran’s shoulder: "Xiao Si, maybe keep a little distance from your son."

And with that, he gleefully went to look at the babies.

Qin Nuan needed to rest, everyone was careful not to disturb her too much.