Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4793

Xiaoduo blinked her eyes and said, "Sister, can you really cut off the fate?"

"It's hard to say, I can only hope that they don't make troubles, but in this world, there is no one who is happy, and nine out of ten, it is fate."

"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."

Yang Ruoqing also couldn't help sighing, in the past and the present life, many things happened due to chance, how can I say it clearly, sometimes it's up to people to plan things, but it's up to God to make things happen.

The matter of the fourth uncle came to an end for the time being, Yang Ruoqing took Luo Baobao back to rest.

In the morning, the sky brightened.

Liao Meiying washed up in a hurry, and when she returned to the room, she saw Yang Yongxian sitting motionless in front of the mirror.

From the reflection in the mirror, it could be seen that Yang Yongxian's eyes were red and bloodshot, his face was livid, and his facial muscles were twisting.

He clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to smash the mirror with both fists.

"Yongxian, come and wipe your face."

Liao Meiying thought for a while, went to get a pot of hot water by herself, and wet the towel again, thinking about wiping Yang Yongxian's face. It was very inconvenient for her to walk, but seeing Yang Yongxian like this, she felt somewhat uneasy.

The handkerchief she picked up kept wiping Yang Yongxian's face. Liao Meiying breathed a sigh of relief seeing that he hadn't moved.

After all, Yang Yongxian looked so fierce, she was a little scared.

However, Yang Yongxian just wiped the handkerchief dirty...

Yang Yongxian stood up suddenly, waved his arm, and pushed Liao Meiying hard.

Liao Meiying's body was heavy, she couldn't control her body at all, she staggered and fell down.

"Ouch!"

Liao Meiying screamed, cold sweat gushed out of her forehead immediately, and severe pain arose in her stomach.

"Oh, my son." Liao's mother rushed in and saw her daughter lying on the ground with a big belly, calling out with a pale face, and immediately panicked.

"What kind of evil is this?"

Liao's mother's crying and howling alarmed the whole yard, and a large family rushed over.

He hurriedly carried Liao Meiying to the bed.

Mrs. Tan said: "I'm afraid the fetus is moving, so go and call Mrs. Jiang."

Old Yang was in the main room, staring at Yang Yongxian who was dumbfounded, and sucked on the dry cigarette. He wished he could pick up the cigarette stick and hit Yang Yongxian on the head, but he felt sorry for his grandson after all.

"Why are you so stupid? You have been so clever since you were a child. You are a dignified scholar. This world is really unfair." Old Yang's eyes were a little moist.

"Father Yongxian, at what time do you still have the time to feel sorry for your grandson? My daughter is bleeding, and she is about to die, why don't you think about it quickly..."

Mother Liao said angrily, with tears on her face and hatred in her eyes.

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, and quickly came back to his senses, and hurriedly said to Zhao Liuer in the house: "Go to the entrance of the village and call your third aunt and fifth aunt to come over. I'll go find Mrs. Wen, mother-in-law, please stay here !"

Liao's mother stayed by Liao Meiying's bed, and Tan Shi also stayed in the house. As soon as Lao Yang stepped out of the house, he came back with a carbine again, and gave Yang Yongxian, who was still squatting stupidly squatting in the corner by the wash stand, playing with water, to the house. Pulled out of the house.

"Yongxian, listen to your master, stay in your own room obediently, don't go anywhere!"

Old Yang glanced at Yang Yongxian, closed the door, sighed deeply, and staggered towards the Jiang family's wife's house.

Soon, Mrs. Sun, Bao Suyun and the others rushed over, and Bamei Cao and Yang Ruoqing also arrived later.

In the delivery room, the Jiang family's wife had already entered, and she was pressing Liao Meiying's stomach with her hands and probing with her fingers.

The stable wife of a peasant family used her rich experience in childbirth to judge the process of childbirth throughout her life. There are some things that don't need those crude dogmatic theories. Experience and feeling are the best teachers.

Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun were also people who had given birth. They came to Lao Yang's house to see Liao Meiying's situation, and they tacitly divided the work.

Bao Suyun went to the kitchen next door to boil water. Both large and small pots should be boiled with boiling water, and then put scissors and other tools needed for delivery into the boiling water for disinfection.

Mrs. Sun stayed in Liao Meiying's house, preparing the child's small clothes, handkerchiefs, and other wrapping things.

These things were prepared by Liao Meiying and Liao's mother half a month ago.

It's just that at this moment, Liao Meiying was dripping with cold sweat from the pain, and Liao's mother had to stay by the bed, holding her daughter's hand tightly, comforting her, and there was no time to prepare for these.

Fortunately, Mrs. Sun was there, and asked about the cage where the clothes were, and prepared them directly.

Cao Bamei and Yang Ruoqing were also standing in the room, looking at Mrs. Jiang's inspection from a few steps away.

"Aunt Jiang, my daughter was pushed down and sat on the ground before she became pregnant. How is the situation now? How long will it take for the baby to come down?" Mother Liao asked anxiously.

The melon is ripe, but this melon did not fall naturally, but was picked artificially, which is different.

The mother-in-law of the Jiang family said: "The amniotic fluid has broken, but the cervix has only been opened a little, it's still early!"

Hearing this, Liao Meiying felt more pain.

"It just started a little bit and I can't bear the pain..." She gritted her teeth.

Tan, who was sitting on the stool by the bed, said, "If you can't take it, you have to take it. How can a woman not give birth without pain!"

Liao's mother caressed Liao Meiying's wet hair lovingly: "This is how women give birth to babies. I think it was the same when I gave birth to your brother. It hurt all day and night..."

Liao Meiying stopped talking, continued to grit her teeth, inhaled, and patiently waited with the pain...

The pain comes in bursts, like the ebb and flow of the tide, and there will be such a short pause in the middle of each wave of pain.

Repeatedly like this, two or three hours passed, from morning to noon, Liao Meiying's child was not born yet.

But she herself has been tortured to death by the intermittent pain, and she yelled to go to the toilet after a while, as if she would be pulled on the bed if she didn't get down soon.

Mother Liao patiently helped her get out of bed and sat down on the toilet behind the window, but the feeling disappeared after sitting down, and she started yelling again after lying down on the bed again, so up and down, so that In the end, everyone was almost exhausted. It was a cold day, and the thin clothes were all wet with sweat...

After sitting in the room for a long time, Mrs. Tan became a little impatient when she heard these noises, her gray brows were erected, and she said displeasedly: "Other women don't have such troubles in giving birth to babies, it's because of your mother's family's support." Are you just pampering yourself here? If I knew you were like this, you shouldn't have let your mother come over to accompany the delivery!"

Liao Meiying was in pain and aggrieved. Hearing this, she was filled with grievances, tears were about to fall.

Liao's mother was so angry that her face was flushed. While carefully helping her daughter who was so painful and unremarkable to lie back on the bed, she turned her head and said to Tan who was beside the chair: "Yongxian's grandma, what you said is really ugly. , people's hearts are fleshy, if this person is like your Yang Huamei, I don't think you can say such a thing!"

(End of this chapter)