The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 183 Su’s Grandson (1)
After putting her on the kang covered with several layers of ashes, Su Xiazhi rushed into the kitchen and started to boil water. The mother in the east room who said she could bear it had already scolded Su Chunlai and the Su family. The ancestors of the past generations...

Su Xiazhi, who was squatting on the ground and burning the fire, almost wanted to block her ears. She didn't feel much about her sister-in-law scolding everyone in the Su family, but she really wanted to find a piece of money when she heard the cautious crying every time she started labor pains. Cloth gag her!

so scary...

"Aunt..." Jiaojiao moved into the kitchen next to her with a pale face, "Is the eldest aunt going to have a baby brother too?"

"Yes!" Su Xiazhi hugged her tightly, not daring to let go: "Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

Yang Qiaolian yelled and stopped, and after the pain passed, she apologized to her mother-in-law very embarrassedly: "Mother, don't be as knowledgeable as me, I just hurt..."

In the end, before Aunt Su could express her opinion, she cursed again with a ferocious and distorted face: "Su Chunlai, you have been paid a thousand dollars, and you fuck my old lady to death every day. Now my old lady is pregnant with your Su family's seed, and it hurts to death! Day you The ancestors of the Su family... even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Repeatedly like this, Su Xiazhi only dared to stand outside the door of the east room and poke her head in. Listening to Yang Qiaolian's loud and loud curses, she felt quite at ease...

When Wen Po was carried into Su's house by Su Chunlai, Aunt Su and Yang Qiaolian uttered a scream in the room together.

"Who are you?" Looking at the strange woman standing on the ground, Su Xiazhi asked tremblingly.

"I'm a matchmaker from a neighboring village. I was chatting with Mrs. Shun, but this young man brought you home..." The middle-aged woman said in shock.

Three aunts and six women are the names of women in different professions in ancient times.

Su Chunlai ran to the next village with a blank face in a daze, and asked about the residence of Mrs. Wen. He went straight there, pushed the door in and saw two old ladies chatting. I didn't ask if she was a stable woman!

The one who gave birth in the house stopped screaming, and now it was Aunt Su who was shouting loudly, which made several people standing in the yard dumbfounded at the same time.

"How many people are alive?" the matchmaker asked.

Su Xiazhi, who was too frightened to enter the house, his eyes lit up when he heard this: "Auntie, can you also deliver the baby?"

"Yes." The matchmaker rubbed her chest and gasped for breath, all because of Su Chunlai's resistance, "I used to be a stable woman, but later I was robbed of the business by the Shun woman, and I couldn't compete with her. I had no choice but to talk about matchmaking instead!"

"Then you go into the house and have a look, why do I hear my mother screaming worse than my sister-in-law?" I went to the doctor for illness, and now there is a woman who says she can deliver babies, Su Xiazhi pushed and shoved her The unsteady woman pushed into the east room.

When the curtain was raised and lowered, Su Xiazhi saw Yang Qiaolian was biting Aunt Su's arm with a blushing neck, her eyes were so wide that they almost popped out, she looked scary!

As soon as she sent the matchmaker who had returned to her old job inside, she lowered the curtain, and the matchmaker's cry came out of the room immediately: "This child's head is out, who is that outside, hurry up and get you!" Take out the scissors from home, and then light the lamp for me, by the way, and prepare hot water..."

The orders poured into Su Xiazhi's ears non-stop like a cannonball, and her head was so big!
At this time, it was too late to run, so she could only close her eyes and enter the east room as if she was going to die!
"Ugh!" The bloody smell that filled the room immediately penetrated his nose, and his stomach twitched in nausea...

Holding her breath, she put the oil lamp, scissors, cloth towels and other things on the table for the matchmaker, and immediately picked up the curtain and ran to the kitchen to fetch water.

The three wooden basins in the house were all filled with hot water. Su Chunlai squatted in front of the stove and lit the fire, his eyes fixed on the burning firewood.

"Brother, don't boil this pot once it's boiled, it won't be used anymore." After finishing speaking, Su Xiazhi carried the water and ran to the east room again.

At the door of the east room, Jiaojiao saw her coming, and quickly stretched out her small hand to pull up the curtain a crack.

"Good boy!" With a bow of her head, Su Xiazhi got into the room through the gap, and when she came out soon, she didn't forget to pat the little girl on the head.

When she walked into the kitchen again, she found that Su Chunlai was still in the same posture, so she walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, why are you in a daze!"

"Ah?" Su Chunlai visibly trembled: "What did you say?"

"..." Su Xiazhi knew that her elder brother was also flustered, so she asked, "Why did you go to Shunpo's house and didn't ask clearly? You brought a matchmaker back..."

"This aunt looks good-natured, but I look more pleasing to the eye." Su Chunlai lowered his head and stuffed a large piece of firewood into the stove.

"Don't put it away, this pot of water is enough." Su Xiazhi said what he said just now, and from his brother's appearance, he knew that he was also absent-minded.

"Wow...wow..."

While the brother and sister were still talking in the kitchen, a hoarse baby's cry came from the east room. Su Chunlai was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his sister and asked, "Did you give birth?"

"It's born!" The baby's voice was like a delicate kitten, and Su Xiazhi's nose was sore and tears fell down: "It's really not easy...a woman..."

Su Chunlai, who was squatting on the ground, stood up with a 'chuckle', strode to the door of the east room, stood there with the pen tube slipping away, facing the door curtain and still didn't speak.

Su Xiazhi wiped away her tears, then took a basin of hot water from the floor to the east room, this time before Jiaojiao reached out, Su Chunlai lifted the curtain and let her in.

The smell of blood was even stronger, and Yang Qiaolian was lying on the kang with sweat profusely and a pale face, her eyes were out of focus.

Aunt Su had just changed the filthy bedding under her body, and there was a large bag of blood-stained old sheets on the floor in front of the kang.

"Girl, take out the things on the ground and throw them away." Aunt Su wiped her daughter-in-law's body with a cloth towel, also sweating profusely.

"Put it there and don't move." The matchmaker, who was holding the newborn baby in one hand and carefully washing the baby with the other, said, "You didn't keep the clothes, so you gave them to the woman?"

(End of this chapter)