Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2502 see gender (two more)
Yang Wenxuan roared, kicked Mrs. Zhou over, then went to pick Mrs. Xie up and rushed towards the door.

Behind them, a string of blood beads was left behind, and Yang Wenxuan roared hysterically: "Quick, call Dr. Jia over!"

……

After being in a hurry for more than an hour, Dr. Jia came out of Mrs. Xie's room.

"Doctor Jia, how is the concubine? Is the child alright?" Yang Wenxuan rushed over to meet her and asked anxiously.

Dr. Jia glanced at Yang Wenxuan, and then shook his head: "I have tried my best, but the lady's injury is too serious, the placenta was punctured, and the amniotic fluid flowed out, so the child cannot survive."

"what?"

Yang Wenxuan was dumbfounded, he froze in place, his mind went blank.

"This child is already a stillborn baby. It must be removed from the mother's womb quickly, otherwise, your life will be in danger." Dr. Jia continued.

"I've given Madam the birth-inducing medicine, and after a bowl of tea, the medicine's properties will improve. Mr. Yang, please prepare the mother-in-law for delivery. I'll take my leave first."

Dr. Jia left with the medicine box.

In the room, Yang Wenxuan was still frozen in place, like a clay sculpture.

After some hysterical screams, Xie finally gave birth to the fetus in his body after risking most of his life.

Ping'er came out of the inner room, wrapping the blurred flesh and blood in a handkerchief, and came to Yang Wenxuan.

Ping'er bit her lip tightly, her eyes were red, she hesitated to speak.

Yang Wenxuan's eyes fell on the blood-stained handkerchief, "Can, can you tell the gender?"

Pinger nodded.

Yang Wenxuan stretched out his hand and lifted the veil a little with trembling hands.

The nearly four-month-old fetus is not very obvious below, but Yang Wenxuan saw that there was already a rough mold,

There is a strong feeling that this is a boy, a son!

"Take it down and place it properly!"

Yang Wenxuan said with a sob, withdrew his hand and turned his head away.

Ping'er nodded with tears in her eyes, and left the room with the dead baby.

Here, Yang Wenxuan stumbled to the table, lay down on the table and cried loudly, beating the table with his fist.

After crying for a while, he suddenly raised his head, picked up a pair of scissors in the sewing dustpan on the table, rushed out of the room, and went straight to Mrs. Zhou's room.

"Poison woman, come out and pay for my son's life!"

The door of Mrs. Zhou's house was tightly closed from the inside, and there was still a latch inserted inside, and a chair should have been moved behind the latch to support it.

The purpose is very clear, to guard against Yang Wenxuan who came to find fault.

Yang Wenxuan was at the door, kicking the door vigorously, using scissors to stab the door vigorously, and scratching vigorously.

"Poison woman, open the door, I will kill you and avenge my son!"

"Poison woman, get out of here!"

One roar after another came into the room, frightening the three souls of the Zhou family in the room to lose their seven souls.

She was wrapped in a quilt and hid on the innermost side of the bed, covering her ears, trembling all over.

Looking at the door, kicked so hard that it was about to collapse, Zhou was so frightened that tears came out.

Outside, Yang Wenxuan was tirelessly trying to break through the door, seeing that he couldn't open it, he yelled at the butler,

"Go get the axe, I'm going to hack this door!"

"If you want to hack the door, you should hack me, the old man first!"

A majestic voice came from behind. It was the old man of the Yang family, supported by the old housekeeper, who entered the yard on crutches.

The old man first glanced at the east room, which was shrouded in a heavy and lifeless atmosphere, and then turned his head to look at Zhou's room.

Seeing Yang Wenxuan standing at the door with a pair of scissors, the old man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"There is such a big business issue, do you still have the mind to make trouble in the backyard?" The old man knocked the crutch on the ground a few times, with a heartbroken expression on his face.

"Have you had enough trouble? Get out of here!" he said.

Hearing the old man's training, Yang Wenxuan turned around and said with a sad face: "Father, it's a son, just let this poisonous woman get tied down alive!"

"I don't want to let out this bad breath, and I don't have the strength to do anything!" He said.

When the old man heard that his eldest grandson was gone again, his whole body shook.

There were several crow's feet in the corners of the eyes.

Over there, Yang Wenxuan saw that the old man was silent, thinking that the old man had acquiesced in his plan to break open the door and kill Zhou Shi.

So, he yelled at the housekeeper again: "What are you still doing? Get the ax quickly!"

The butler looked troubled, and turned his inquiring eyes to the old man and the old butler.

The old man said again: "It's gone, even if you cut her in half, the child won't be able to come back."

"You killed someone yourself, and you have to be charged with murder. If the Zhou family investigates it, you will be beheaded!" The old man snapped.

"The family is going bankrupt, and you still want to make trouble here? Get the hell out of here, what should you do!"

After being scolded by the old man, Yang Wenxuan finally dropped the scissors in his hand, and ran out of the yard crying.

Here, the old man said to the closed door of Mrs. Zhou's house, "You know clearly what evil you have committed yourself."

"This family is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and it is precarious. It can no longer stand the toss."

"Ping'er, go back and tidy up, and then prepare a car and horse to send your master back to Zhou's house for recuperation for a while, so as not to stay here and fight with Wenxuan from time to time, costing your life!" He said .

After saying this, the old man let out a long sigh, turned and left the yard.

In the afternoon, Ping'er packed up her things, helped Zhou Shi whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, and left the house.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the yard, and the coachman was waiting there.

Zhou wiped away tears while walking, and looked back at the door behind him three times a step, not wanting to leave here.

She knew the old man's intention deeply, which was a disguised intention to divorce her.

In normal times, she would definitely make trouble, would definitely argue, and would definitely not leave.

But this time, she didn't dare to quarrel with the old man and Yang Wenxuan. Who made her mother's family worse than before? With no one to support her, the master had no choice but to bite the bullet and leave.

When passing by the door of Mrs. Xie's house, Mrs. Zhou stopped and spat hard towards the door of the house.

"The hooves of the waves, people are doing it, the sky is watching, the evil seed is the evil seed, it is destined to die young, and it is destined not to be able to come to this world, I am!"

Zhou cursed and gritted her teeth.

Beside her, Ping'er frowned.

"Ma'am, when the master comes over later, he will trouble you again. Let's go quickly." Ping'er persuaded cautiously.

Mrs. Zhou cursed a few more words, then followed Ping'er out of the courtyard with a look of unwillingness, and got into the carriage at the door.

The carriage started slowly, carrying Zhou Shi and Ping'er towards the gate of the Yang Mansion.

In the left wing.

Mrs. Xie leaned against the bed, with a quilt draped around her waist.

There is a white veil around her head, this is the veil that women wear after giving birth to prevent shocks.

(End of this chapter)