Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

Qin Ye watched his wife, sweating in pain, and his heart ached immensely.

He tightly held onto his wife’s hand and wouldn’t let go, "Yanyan, I’m here..."

Dr. Tian was somewhat surprised to see him wanting to enter the delivery room, knowing that most men consider it bad luck to enter.

So, they would wait outside.

Some men even refuse to go near their wives who are in confinement after the delivery.

This man, full of worry for his wife, was truly an exceptional case.

However, since he asked to go in, there was no reason for her to stop him.

The delivery went quite smoothly; at exactly six o’clock, the first son was born, and at 6:05, the little girl was delivered.

Both children were not particularly heavy; one weighed four jin two liang, and the other three jin seven liang.

Qin Ye hadn’t even gotten a chance to see the children, as his thoughts were entirely on his wife.

"Wife, how are you feeling?"

"...I’m okay, go look at our children," Rong Yan’s voice was somewhat weak, but her spirit was still good.

Qin Ye was more concerned about his wife, but if he didn’t look now, he guessed his wife might not be too pleased.

So, he nodded his head.

By the time he walked over, the nurses had already cleaned and wrapped up both children.

"Congratulations, here is the eldest, four jin two liang. Here is the younger one, three jin seven liang. Both children are very healthy in all aspects."

Qin Ye hadn’t seen the children earlier, and he hadn’t felt much since his thoughts were all about his wife who had given birth to them.

But now seeing the two little ones, his heart completely melted.

These were his and his wife’s children.

They were so small and soft, irresistibly lovable.

It’s just that the two little ones were crying pitifully, like how a cat would.

"Is this my daughter?" he asked, pointing to the smaller one.

The nurse smiled and nodded, "Yes, the younger one is your daughter."

Although newborns all look quite wrinkly, given this couple’s good looks, their children would definitely grow up to be very attractive.

Qin Ye took his daughter in his arms for a moment... the little one cried with her eyes closed.

He also embraced the other one in his arms, one in each hand.

As for a new dad not knowing how to hold children... he knew how, after all, he had taken care of Qin Yu and Qin Mei when they were little.

"Wife, look, these are our children."

Seeing the two little treasures, Rong Yan smiled and said, "So ugly."

The children’s crying became louder, as if they were protesting their mom calling them ugly.

Qin Ye: "Not ugly, they’ll look good when they grow up."

There wouldn’t be any baby more beautiful than his daughter in the world.

A new dad’s paternal love indeed comes with a strong filter.

Outside, Madam Rong had actually come over long ago.

She arrived not long after Rong Yan was taken into the delivery room.

She had woken up at four in the morning to prepare breakfast, then told her husband to stay home, and after the twins had breakfast and went to school, there was no hurry for him to come to the hospital.

She then hurried to the hospital herself carrying breakfast for two.

But unexpectedly, she was still a step late.

Her daughter had already entered the delivery room.

When the not so loud cries finally echoed from the delivery room, Madam Rong was exceedingly happy... the children were finally born.

She waited a while longer, and then the doors of the delivery room finally opened.

The nurses carried out the children.

Upon seeing the nurse carrying the children, Madam Rong hurried forward.

"Congratulations, mother and children are safe. This is the eldest, a boy, and this is the younger one, a girl."

Madam Rong, hearing they were boy-girl twins, couldn’t stop smiling, it was just perfect.

Instantly having both a son and a daughter.

"The children are crying quite fiercely, could it be they are too hungry?" Madam Rong had only had one child herself.

Childbirth wasn’t as meticulous in the past as it is now.

Moreover, her distant memories almost faded completely.

"First, give the child some water when it cries a bit; it will be fine."

The nurse said this, and Madam Rong immediately took note.

"Let’s bring the baby back to the ward first."

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"Okay." As for her daughter... the nurse had just assured that mother and child were safe, which meant everything was fine.

No sooner had they finished speaking than the bed was wheeled out.

Seeing this, Madam Rong hurried forward and asked, "Yanyan, how are you?"

"Mom, I’m fine," Rong Yan smiled and spoke.

Having just given birth, there was no trace of disorder on her; her pale face even had a kind of fragile beauty.

"Let’s go back to the ward first, I’ve stewed some clear soup for you, you can have some later."

She couldn’t venture to give her nutritional supplements just after childbirth.

Fortunately, when she came, anticipating maybe the childbirth, she hadn’t prepared other foods.

Rong Yan and the children were all taken to the ward.

Afterward, Madam Rong gave the twins a little water.

Rong Yan didn’t have any breast milk yet, so after asking the nurse if they could feed formula, the twins were temporarily settled with it.

Old Sir Qin came at noon.

When he arrived, Rong Yan was sleeping.

There was no helping it, considering she hardly slept last night and childbirth in the morning was exhausting!

Naturally, she didn’t force herself to stay awake in the morning; since someone was watching the children, she just took a nap.

When Madam Rong saw Old Sir Qin coming, she thought of waking her daughter.

However, Old Sir Qin stopped her with a gesture of his hand.

"Dear Madam, there’s no need to wake Yanyan."

Seeing this, Madam Rong pointed at the children, "This is the elder one, a boy, this is the second one, a girl."

Old Sir Qin was overjoyed.

He watched them intently, growing fonder the more he looked.

The babies, having been fed formula in the morning, were sleeping as sweetly as their mother!

However, Rong Yan didn’t sleep for long, as the sound of voices quickly woke her.

"You’ve worked hard! The children are adorable." Old Sir Qin said with a beaming smile, clearly in a good mood.

Now a mother, Rong Yan would naturally see her children as beautiful through the parental filter.

She agreed with Old Sir Qin.

"Grandfather, when the time comes, you will have to name them."

Old Sir Qin had already decided, "Yanyan, about naming the children, I’ll name the granddaughter, and let your father name the grandson, how about that? Moreover, the grandson will carry the Rong surname, what do you think?"

His words surprised everyone in the ward.

Rong Wenming did not expect Old Sir Qin to suggest this.

"This isn’t necessary... They can all just have the Qin surname..."

To him, whatever surname his daughter’s children had didn’t matter at all.

Besides, his family wasn’t inheriting any royal throne, so why insist on the Rong surname?

Not just him, but his spouse had never considered this either.

Madam Rong nodded, agreeing with her husband.

"That won’t be necessary..."

But Old Sir Qin had already made up his mind, "Let it be Rong. Qin Ye and I have discussed this, and he agrees."

Actually, when he thought there was only one child, he intended to have the child carry the Rong surname.

It wasn’t that he didn’t love the child, but because Rong Yan was the only child of the Rong family.

The Rong family would be happy to carry on their surname.

Over the years, the Rong family had sincerely treated Qin Yu and Qin Mei.

He felt that having the first child carry the Rong surname... was best.