Chapter 2: My nickname is Ah Fu.

Su Nianfu's vision was foggy, and everything he saw was blurry.

My eyesight is not good, but my hearing is okay.

Ever since she became conscious, she had understood what was going on after hearing this series of conversations.

She had a miscarriage!
Su Nianfu is an illustrator.

When she first entered the industry, her painting skills were not very good, but her luck was very good.

The book she illustrated sold very well, and she became famous as well.

Since then, I have become a full-time illustrator.

Su Nianfu grew up in an orphanage without a father, mother, or relatives.

After being able to support himself, apart from occasionally giving back to the orphanage, he mostly stayed at home by himself.

Her body is relatively weak. If she hadn't had a space since she was a child and been nourished by the spiritual spring inside, she probably wouldn't have survived to adulthood.

Although there is a spiritual spring, my health is really poor.

The older you get, the greater the consumption of your body, and even the spiritual spring cannot replenish it.

Su Nianfu had been prepared for her death for a long time, so her sudden death did not surprise her at all.

She still remembered that she was still painting at that time, and after a sudden throb in her heart, she lost track of her identity.

Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes again, I had a miscarriage!
"Why doesn't this kid open his mouth?"

Suddenly hearing this gentle yet anxious female voice, Su Nianfu came back to his senses.

Although there is a slight sense of shame.

But after all, it can't resist the body's instinct.

Su Nianfu opened his mouth, and after eating and drinking, he fell asleep.

Li Lanzhi looked at the sweetly sleeping little girl and also laughed.

"This kid is so sweet and caring."

From the time she started to give birth to the child, it took less than an hour.Not only was it easy to give birth, but after he was born, he didn’t make any noise. Isn’t he a loving person?
Old Mrs. Su nodded in deep agreement, "She is indeed a caring person and a blessed one. Whose child is not born a red monkey? She was born white and tender."

"Mom, what should you name her?"

Old Mrs. Su pondered for a moment, "Since she is a blessed person, her nickname will be Ah Fu, and her first name will be Nian Fu in the order of her brothers."

"Ah Fu, Ah Fu!" Li Lanzhi recited the name over and over in her mouth with a smile on her face, "My mother knows how to name it, it's such a nice name!"

"You lie down while I go to see the midwife Wang."

Old Mrs. Su is a neat person, whether she is talking or doing things, she is always fast and furious.

After saying this, he immediately opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Su Laosi standing at the door.

"Mom, can I go in?" Su Laosi asked impatiently.

"You can get in, just be gentle, but don't wake Ah Fu up!"

"Afu?" Su Laosi was stunned for a moment, and then he responded, "Mom, is this the name you gave my daughter, Afu? This is a great name, and mom is the best!"

"Okay, okay, you'll give me ecstasy soup all day long."

Although Mrs. Su said she was disgusted, her eyebrows relaxed and she smiled, obviously she was very happy to be coaxed.

The thank you gift to Midwife Wang was prepared in advance.

Ten eggs, a piece of meat, and a red seal. Inside the red seal was twenty cents.

Don't underestimate these things.

In rural areas, life is not rich.

Being able to give so many things shows that you value the child and the mother.

Some people just give them two eggs and forget about it.

The midwife Wang looked at so many things, smiled and said many nice words, then took the things and left.

(End of this chapter)

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