Talking and laughing made the two mothers forget the pain of giving birth.
No, only one experienced pain.
Qiu Wenyan only felt pain for a while in the early stage, but felt no pain at all later.
After the baby was bathed, he was sent back and wrapped in a small quilt.
"Look, Yanzi, look at our daughter. Is she dewy and beautiful?" Zhang Junping said proudly.
"Yeah! Follow me!" Qiu Wenyan glanced at the two little people lying next to her, with a kind smile full of maternal love on her face.
After observing for another half an hour, Zhang Junping personally pushed the cart and pushed Qiu Wenyan out of the delivery room.
The eldest sister next to me could have gone out a long time ago, but she had to wait for Qiu Wenyan to go out together.
"His father, please thank this doctor quickly. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be able to see us." The eldest sister said to her husband as soon as she came out.
The eldest sister's man is in his thirties. He is really talented and well-mannered. He looks like a cadre at first glance.
"Thank you, thank you brother!" The middle-aged man in his thirties didn't understand, but he still held Zhang Junping's hand and thanked him.
"You're welcome, I'm just doing it with a little effort. It's fate that my wife and your wife gave birth in the same delivery room." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
Seeing that the middle-aged man wanted to thank him, Zhang Junping smiled again and said: "Okay, let's not be so polite. Let's hurry up and go back to the ward."
"Yep!
When I turn around, I will express my special thanks to you, brother."
Zhang Junping also quickly pushed the cart back to the ward.
This era is not like that of later generations. They all use central air conditioning and the entire corridor has a constant temperature.
In this era, the wards still use heating, but there is no heating in the corridor, so it is relatively cold.
Returning to the ward, Zhang Junping carried Qiu Wenyan to the hospital bed.
The whole family gathered around and asked questions one after another.
"How is it? Is it a boy or a girl?" The one who can ask so directly is naturally the mother-in-law.
"Mom, it's all Pingzi's fault. He keeps talking about his daughter all day long. Now it's better, I really gave birth to two daughters." Qiu Wenyan said with a pout.
"It's okay, it's okay! My daughter is daddy's little cotton-padded jacket.
Look how handsome my granddaughter looks, she will definitely be as beautiful as a swallow in the future." Mother Zhang quickly comforted her with a smile.
"I'm an aunt!" Qiu Wenling stared at the little people on the bed and shouted in surprise: "Mom, look at these two little people, they look exactly like me when I was a child."
"It's not exactly the same as when you were a child, but it's exactly the same as your sister.
You just look more like your sister." Qiu's mother corrected her.
"That's not the same thing." Qiu Wenling muttered.
Seeing that everyone liked her two daughters so much, Qiu Wenyan no longer felt aggrieved.
Looking at the two little people who looked exactly like me when I was a child, I laughed happily.
"Yanzi, does it hurt to give birth?" Qiu Wenyu pulled Qiu Wenyan's clothes and asked in a low voice.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, I don't feel anything.
Pingzi stuffed a piece of ginseng into my mouth.
Then I heard the doctor shouting to push harder, and as soon as I pushed hard, Gulu Gulu was born." Qiu Wenyan said proudly.
"What nonsense are you talking about, this child? You described him like this, and he was born in just two grunts." Qiu's mother smiled and hit Qiu Wenyan.
"Sister, are you pregnant too? Let Pingzi take your pulse quickly. He can take your pulse accurately." Qiu Wenyan said excitedly.
"No, I went to the hospital to check it out."
"Pregnant?"
"Yeah!" Qiu Wenyu nodded.
"You kid, why didn't you tell your mother that you were pregnant?"
"I...I haven't decided yet whether I want it or not."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Mom, don't worry! I saw the two girls Yanzi gave birth to, and I have made up my mind. I want this child." Qiu Wenyu said solemnly.
Zhang Junping was surprised. He didn't expect his daughter to be so powerful and save the life of her future brother or sister right after she was born.
It's really a little lucky star.
Not long after I came here, the middle-aged man came over again and brought a lot of nutritional supplements.
There are still two hundred dollars left.
"Brother, I asked around and found out that century-old ginseng is priceless and cannot be bought with money.
I don’t know how much I should pay for your piece of century-old ginseng.
You must accept these two hundred yuan."
"Brother, it's fate that we meet each other, and it's only by raising money that we become friends.
You also said that if there is a price but no market, then it is worthless.
I will accept the things you gave me, and you will take the money." Naturally, Zhang Junping would not ask for his money.
Speaking of which, he also wanted to thank the eldest sister.
It was because they saved face and didn't make any noise.
Otherwise, if trouble breaks out, not only will he be ugly, but Feng Jingxia will also be implicated.
In this day and age, you and a family member of a pregnant woman follow you into the delivery room, especially when there are other pregnant women nearby.
If it doesn't work out, you have to go to the police station.
After some excuses, the middle-aged man left his things and said goodbye.
"Pingzi, what is the child's name?"
"The Spring Festival is coming soon, one is called Chun Ni and the other is Chun Niu."
Seeing Qiu Wenyan staring at him, Zhang Junping quickly added: "This is a nickname."
"A good nickname, Chun Ni. Chun Niu is a good name." When Qiu's mother heard that it was a nickname, it didn't matter.
Time flies, seven days passed in a flash.
Zhang Junping spent the entire Spring Festival in the hospital.
My aunt also asked Zhang Junan to go there.
As for the comrades who had not finished leaving, Zhang Junping asked Cao Meng to send the things over and tell them the good news so that they could drink happy noodles later in the year.
After having a daughter, Zhang Junping completely became a daughter slave. Apart from going to work every day, he spent all the rest of the time with his daughter.
It's the same even when I'm at work.
The development of the art company is completely handed over to his subordinates, who sit in the company and direct remotely.
Time flies and flies by. Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past three years, the art company has developed smoothly.
The development of artworks also conforms to the thoughts of some art dealers in Western countries.
As China's reform and opening up gradually enter the world stage, its voices in the world are becoming more and more loud.
Western countries are aware that China is a huge market.
Many art dealers began to plan to speculate on Oriental art.
The emergence of art companies has inadvertently added fuel to their fire, making the market in which they operate even more popular.
Real businessmen are never afraid of competition. Healthy competition will only make the market bigger and bigger.
Zhang Junping's art company is positioned as contemporary art and does not involve antiques.
There is no harmonious relationship with those art dealers, but on the contrary, there is a mutually reinforcing effect.
This also makes the development of artworks go smoothly.
Nowadays, major cities around the world have chain stores of China Impression and BJ Painting stores.
In addition, Zhang Junping's planned Chinese porcelain chain store was also opened.
This is a chain store independent of the other two stores.
A major change has also occurred in the past three years.
That is, the ownership of BJ Art Company has undergone fundamental changes, from the original state-owned enterprise to a joint venture.
Dashan National Trading Company controlled by Zhang Junping and Zhang Junping personally occupy absolute controlling rights, owning 73% of the company's shares.
There is no way, who made Zhang Junping rich?
Although the art company has developed well in recent years, all of it has been used for development, and it is simply unable to repay the funds Zhang Junping lent to the art company.
Even after a large amount of foreign exchange funds are used by the country, even art companies cannot use the money to develop abroad.
Finally, it was reported to the city government, and after discussion by city leaders, it was decided to adopt a joint venture to attract foreign investors to invest in bj art company.
The money Zhang Junping lent to the art company was also turned into shares.
In addition, Zhang Junping directly invested in bj art company through Dashan International Trading Company.
Adding the two items together, BJ Art Company has basically become Zhang Junping’s private company.
Only 27% of state-owned shares remain.
This is not Zhang Junping embezzling state-owned assets, on the contrary.
Today the art company has become a giant company with more than a thousand stores in various countries around the world.
The market value exceeds 10 billion US dollars.
This was reviewed and approved by the International Finance Corporation.
In other words, excluding those calligraphy and paintings, the art company’s revenue has increased twenty-fold in the past three years.
"Daddy, daddy!"
Hearing the sound of seven cars coming from the alley, two pretty little girls ran out of the yard.
"Hey, my precious girl!" Zhang Junping walked into the courtyard holding one in each hand.
"Chunni, Chunniu, are you good today? Have you made grandma and mother angry?" Zhang Junping spoke to his daughter dotingly.
"Chun Niu/Chun Ni is so good.
I helped my mother look after my brother." Chunni, a spring girl, said in a crisp voice as she squirmed in Zhang Junping's arms.
Unable to overcome Qiu Wenyan's preference for boys over girls, Gao Lu got another child when Chun Nichun was two years old.
This time it's my son.
My son has just turned one month old.
"So good!" Zhang Junping kissed each of his two girls on the face.
"Wave!"
The two daughters also kissed Zhang Junping in return.
What is beautiful in Zhang Junping's heart is more beautiful than making billions.
"Master, you are back!" A brown-haired beauty ran out of the yard.
This brunette beauty is the French goddess Sophie Marceau.
Zhang Junping has not gone abroad in the past three years. He can give up everything else, but he cannot give up his apprenticeship.
He might as well have Sophie Marceau brought to China and stay with him for training.
"We're back. How was Sophie at school today?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.
After Sophie Marceau was brought to China by Zhang Junping, she received training for a period of time. After tutoring, he sent her to the Central High School Affiliated to Central America today.
The reason why I sent it now is to allow Sophie Marceau to adapt to the Chinese environment first.
After learning Chinese and taking extra classes in cultural studies, she was sent to the Central High School Affiliated to the Central Academy of Fine Arts.
The High School Affiliated to Central America is a well-known key high school in BJ.
Every year, countless parents struggle to get their children into the Central High School Affiliated to the Central Academy of Fine Arts.
Because in the Central American High School Affiliated Examination, Central America has advantages that other schools cannot match.
The art teachers at the Central School Affiliated to the Central Academy of Fine Arts are basically students who graduated from the Central Academy of Fine Arts.
Zhang Junping also put a lot of effort into getting Sophie Marceau into the attached middle school.
It’s not that we don’t have a good relationship, several teachers at Yangmei are all contracted painters of artworks.
What bothers me most is Sophie Marceau’s language and culture.