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"How could it have gotten so big in just over two months?" She stepped forward, gently touching her lower abdomen, and tugged at his sleeve, saying, "When it gets bigger, I'll let you touch it."

He just smiled.

So the days became filled with anticipation and tension. Neither of them had any experience, and Lian Junchu did her best to do the housework, almost not letting her do any work. Yue Ruzheng protested, but it didn't seem to make much of a difference. She felt that Xiao Tang was like the hedgehog from before, busy building its nest, while she lazily stayed in the nest, waiting for the little hedgehog to arrive.

But she truly felt sorry for Xiao Tang.

He was busy from morning till night, taking over all the work that originally belonged to Yue Ruzheng. Not only that, Yue Ruzheng's health was not good, so he had to go down the mountain to get medicine for her from time to time.

In the first few months, she still had bleeding and cried terribly, thinking that this time there was no hope. He carried her to town and found an old doctor to examine her. After taking dozens of doses of medicine, she gradually recovered.

"Xiao Tang, I think you've lost weight." Afterwards, she buried her face in his shoulder sadly, feeling like she was a burden.

Lian Junchu leaned against the bed railing and said calmly, "I've always been thin."

"No way, I already fattened you up quite a bit." Yue Ruzheng reached into his clothes and touched his collarbone, her heart sinking again.

Lian Junchu swung her knees and said, "Then you can just take better care of me later, right?"

Yue Ruzheng sighed and said, "I'm afraid you'll tire yourself out like this."

He smiled, pursing his lips. "I don't feel tired." After a moment, he added, "I'm very happy."

Nearly five months into her pregnancy, Yue Ruzheng's belly began to show, and she would occasionally touch it and talk to herself.

"Baby, are you a little brother or a little sister?"

"Baby, what name do you want? Let Daddy give you a nice-sounding one... Little Tang, Little Tang, go look it up in the book..."

"Baby, from now on you must be good to Daddy, you're not allowed to make him angry, you're not allowed to make him sad, and you're not allowed to disobey him. Otherwise, I won't be good to you either, and I'll be mean to you."

Lian Junchu was sitting on the bed, looking at the books scattered all over it. Hearing this, she couldn't help but look up and laugh, "Why does this sound like a threat?"

"I just wanted the baby to be good to you," she said, tugging at his sleeve and gesturing for him to sit down. "Be even better to you than I am."

By the time she was eight months pregnant, her belly was quite large, and she was having some difficulty walking. Seeing her still busy making baby clothes for her unborn child, Lian Junchu advised, "If you're tired, don't do it anymore. Danfeng will bring us things."

"Danfeng also has to take care of her own child; we can't keep ordering her around." Yue Ruzheng lay diagonally on the bed, surrounded by piles of fabrics of various colors.

Lian Junchu sat down in front of her and smiled, "By the way, Wei Heng's son can already walk and jump. Our child will be more than two years younger than him when he's born."

"What good is being old?" Yue Ruzheng frowned, unconvinced. "Xiao Tang, our baby is the best."

Lian Junchu could only nod. Yue Ruzheng suddenly raised her eyebrows, smiled, and said, "The baby is kicking me, he must be agreeing with me too!"

"Really?" He stared at her stomach in a daze.

"Yes." Yue Ruzheng nodded vigorously. "Come here, Xiao Tang."

He sat quietly beside her, and Yue Ruzheng embraced him, gently holding his amputated arm and pressing it against her stomach.

"Touch it." Her face was a little swollen, and her eyebrows and eyes weren't as pretty as before, but she smiled very gently.

Lian Junchu stretched out his arm and carefully placed it on her stomach. At first, she didn't feel anything, but then she felt a slight touch. In the blink of an eye, a warm sensation slid from her arm to her shoulder and into her heart.

This was the first time he had such a strange feeling since losing both arms. It was as if... as if, in his childhood memories, his mother had protected him with her hands, their fingers intertwined, never to be separated.

"Ruzheng, I touched it." He gently stroked the tiny life so close to him, feeling a wonderful thrill.

Before giving birth, Lian Junchu sought out Danfeng. Although he didn't want to trouble others, he simply couldn't handle such an important matter on his own. Danfeng, accompanied by two maids, went to the mountains, and with their help, Yue Ruzheng was able to give birth smoothly.

Exhausted, Yue Ruzheng lay on the bed, her hair damp and clinging to her cheeks. In her hazy state, she felt a warm breeze brush past her eyes. Opening her eyes, she saw Lian Junchu kneeling on the floor, bending down to wipe the sweat from her forehead and the tears from the corners of her eyes with his lips.

"Xiao Tang..." She subconsciously reached out her hand, as if to shake his hand.

He turned to her, pressed his cheek against her palm, and whispered, "Ruzheng, I was very scared outside just now."

She stroked his thin face and asked with difficulty, "Where's the child?"

"I'm here." Just then, the curtain was lifted, and Danfeng came in carrying the baby.

"Madam, look, who does he look like?" Danfeng bent down and handed the child to Yue Ruzheng.

Yue Ruzheng had never seen a newborn baby before. In her mind, babies were all chubby and fair-skinned, with delicate features. But when she saw her own child, his skin was red and wrinkled, and his eyes were tightly closed. She couldn't see any resemblance to herself or Xiao Tang.

"Is it a son?" she asked in surprise.

"No, it's a little girl," Danfeng said with a smile. "She's so beautiful!"

Yue Ruzheng initially thought Danfeng was kindly deceiving her, but after a few days, the baby's skin lost its redness, and its eyes gradually opened, revealing its unique features.

She has slightly upturned eyes and long eyelashes. Compared to her small, palm-sized face, her big, round, and bright eyes are especially eye-catching.

"Xiao Tang, I think she looks more like you." She held the child, looked her over from left to right, and came to this conclusion.

He was bringing in the clothes that had been drying outside, folding them one by one on the bed. Hearing her finally admit the truth, he couldn't help but say with a hint of pride, "Of course, my daughter naturally resembles me."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the little baby suddenly jerked his neck and burst into tears.

The shrill cries were deafening. Lian Junchu slumped against the headboard, sighing in frustration, "It's not going to stop anytime soon!"

Babies love to cry.

She would often burst into tears without warning, sometimes even squeezing out a few tears, sometimes without any tears at all, just crying loudly, driving Yue Ruzheng almost crazy.

She had to get up frequently in the middle of the night to take care of her, and before long she looked quite haggard. At this time, Lian Junchu had already sent Danfeng and the others back to the island, so this arduous task fell to him.

To allow Yue Ruzheng to rest properly, he often got up at night to coax the child to sleep. Since he couldn't hold the child, he would sit on the bed and gently stroke and rock the child with his feet. Several times, Yue Ruzheng couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep. When she woke up, he was still sitting alone, stroking the child and talking softly.