This shout alarmed Michael's family, and soon the whole family ran over from next door.

Aunt Rong smiled and jumped out one by one, but Yanyan and Yueyue added it clearly.

Hannah said in surprise: "Three boys?"

Aunt Rong nodded: "Yes."

Hannah looked at her husband who was following her: "Daniel, I heard it right?"

Daniel smiled and said, "Dear, you heard it right, but I was shocked, she is indeed very capable of giving birth."

Then everyone laughed and felt joy from the bottom of their hearts.

Uncle Rong went to the hospital with the prepared food. Because he was not far away, he refused Daniel's kindness to send him away.

Not only did he bring Luo Qiao red dates and millet porridge, but he also brought pies and buns to everyone, so that everyone could take a bite.

When he arrived, Luo Qiao had just returned to the ward, but she was so tired that she fell asleep. Mr. Rong handed the food to everyone: "You can eat a bite to your stomach first, settle down and go home to eat in turn."

After saying that, he put down his things and went to see the child: "This looks the same, which one is the big one and which one is the small one?"

Wei Jun smiled and said, "Grandma Luo said that the third brother's nose was his father, the fourth brother's nose looked like his mother, and the fifth brother's nose looked like their second uncle."

Uncle Rong looked carefully and felt happy, looking happy: "Now, Luo Qiao is really good at sacrificing."

Zhou Guifang had a smile on her face, but she still said with a heartache: "After all, I suffer a lot than someone else's birth, but fortunately I don't have to suffer anymore."

Gu Qianru looked arrogant: "When the news comes home, I don't know how many people I envy you. Qiaoqiao is a great hero in the family."

After hearing this, Zhou Guifang nodded and said, "Their conditions are pretty good. Raising a few more is not worse than other families. It is better to have more children at home."

*******

In Beijing, just after dinner, Lu Yiting touched her stomach and said, "Xiangrui, my stomach is seven days longer than the due date. Why is this child not moving yet?"

Kong Xiangrui brought a glass of water and handed it to her, and said drowningly: "It's okay. Don't everyone say that the melon will fall when it is ripe. There will naturally be some movement when the days come. I will always be with you."

Lu Yiting remembered her second sister-in-law Luo Qiao: "I don't know what my second sister-in-law is now. She has been pregnant with multiple babies this time. The doctors say that multiple babies are prone to premature births, and we are pregnant with both of us.

I've been postponed for so many days now. If my second sister-in-law had a few days premature birth, would the children have a birthday one day?"

Kong Xiangrui thought about it, it was not impossible: "Well, I might be able to really touch you for a day, haha, then the birthday will be lively then."

As the two were talking, Lu Yiting's expression suddenly changed: "Xiangrui, my stomach hurts."

Kong Xiangrui quickly put down the cup in his hand: "It's not going to be born."

Lu Yiting was so painful that there was sweat on her forehead: "I'm afraid she's going to give birth."

Kong Xiangrui quickly called Aunt Li to launch the tricycle that her second brother-in-law had sent, and he quickly called Kong's house and said, "Mom, Yiting has a stomachache, maybe she is going to give birth. Let's go to the hospital immediately. You can clean up the hospital as well."

After hanging up the phone, he went into the house and carried a quilt on the tricycle that Aunt Li pushed over, and then carried Yiting onto the tricycle. At this time, Aunt Li also took out the bag prepared in advance and put it on the car, and rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

Fu Lanhua from the Kong family answered the phone and went out to rush to the hospital. When she left, she ran to the Gu family and said.

Mr. Gu quickly notified Lu Yixuan and Lu Yichen, and asked Aunt Tang to cook porridge, preparing to send Shi Tou and Taifeng over for a while.

Aunt Tang said as she walked to the kitchen: "These Qiaoqiao and Yiting actually met together."

Mr. Gu stood up: "The house is lively now."

At 10:30 in the evening, news came that Lu Yiting gave birth to a fat son weighing seven pounds and three ounces. Mr. Gu smiled and said, "It's really a birthday."

Lu Yichen didn't see his son, but instead saw his nephew. He looked at his chubby little nephew and imagined his son's appearance.

He talked to Luo Qiao at 11:30 in the evening: "Qiaobao, how do you feel?"
Chapter completed!