A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

Xia Xiaoyun has been experiencing strong fetal movements lately, and she feels that she should be giving birth soon.

With Zeng Fushun away, Guo Caifeng stopped pretending at all and would ridicule her whenever she had the chance.

Not to mention preparing things for her to give birth.

Qiao An kept thinking about this, but she had never given birth and didn't know what to bring to the hospital.

So I had Mo Yuxuan buy two maternity packages.

When she received it and opened it, she was stunned – there were just too many!

Finally, she picked out some things that wouldn't arouse much suspicion in this day and age.

The supplies for the new mother are simple: maternity pads, toilet paper, sanitary napkins, and cold compresses. Xia Xiaoyun has already prepared other daily necessities herself.

As for the baby, Qiao An was in a dilemma. In this era, there were no disposable diapers, and they used diaper covers. Qiao An asked Mo Yuxuan to buy some brand new fabric, which she cut into small pieces, washed again, dried, and stored away.

The rest consisted of baby bottles, thin blankets, and bibs.

Xia Xiaoyun almost burst into tears when she saw the large bag of things Qiao An had prepared for her.

"Joan, you...you've prepared so much, I really don't know how to thank you."

Qiao An couldn't stand seeing people cry, so she waved her hand casually, "These are all things I had brought back from Gangcheng when I went to Guangyun City for business. I bought a lot, not to mention preparing one portion for you, I could prepare three or four more portions with some to spare."

Xia Xiaoyun's eyes were sore and swollen. She knew that Qiao An said that just to put her mind at ease.

These days, even biological parents might not treat their children this well.

Even though her mother-in-law was always causing trouble for Qiao An, she didn't dislike her because of it.

For the first time since Xia Xiaoyun joined the army, she felt she had someone to rely on, someone even more reliable than the man at home.

She had given birth to two children. Although Zeng Fushun was also nervous, he never thought of preparing these things for her. Every time, she would prepare them little by little while heavily pregnant.

"Thank you, Joanne."

"Alright, alright, you can't cry during pregnancy, and you definitely can't cry during postpartum confinement, or you'll become ugly, and your baby will be ugly too," Qiao An teased.

Xia Xiaoyun then smiled.

Then Qiao An instructed Xia Xiaoyun to pack up her daily clothes and toiletries.

During dinner, Xia Xiaoyun's children came directly to Qiao An's house. Her two daughters are named Zeng Yu and Zeng Jing, and both children have been well-educated by Xia Xiaoyun.

Zeng Jing and Huo Fang are the same age. It's summer vacation now, and she will be starting junior high school when school starts.

The two are now as close as sisters. Zeng Yu is the oldest, currently in the second year of junior high school, and has been ranked first in her school every year.

She also acts like a big sister, often educating her younger siblings like an adult.

At first, Xia Xiaoyun was worried that Qiao An would be unhappy, but later she found that Qiao An always looked at them with a smile and didn't mind at all. She even told the children that Zeng Yu was older than them and knew more, so they should listen to their older sister.

After dinner, everyone would chat for a while until it got dark before going home.

For some reason, Qiao An couldn't sleep soundly today, tossing and turning in bed.

I have a feeling that something is going to happen.

She first checked her space and found that the four major communes had started fertilizing the corn seedlings a few days ago.

From that day on, Qiao An's space underwent new changes.

Not only have the vegetable gardens, orchards, and planting areas expanded, but a well has also appeared in the back.

The water in the well was making a gurgling sound.

Joan used Lulu, which was placed on top of the well, to draw up a bucket of water.

She took a few bites and found it surprisingly sweet.

All the vegetables and plants in the space don't need watering, so why give her a well?

Surely you can't just let her drink it, right?

Qiao An plans to water the poplar sapling by the door with a bucket of well water tomorrow to see if there will be any unexpected results.

After emerging from the space, Qiao An glanced at her watch; it was already three in the morning.

She was still very energetic.

Just as she closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, she suddenly seemed to vaguely hear someone shouting.

The sound was unclear and intermittent, making it easy to miss.

Moreover, this is 3 a.m., the time when everyone is sound asleep.

Almost no one will hear someone shouting.

Joan sat up abruptly and walked out of the room into the yard.

She closed her eyes and listened carefully.

"Hospital...I...I need to go to the hospital..."

That sound...

It's Xia Xiaoyun!

Joan's hair stood on end.

Today she also said that she feels her belly getting bigger and bigger, and she might give birth in the next few days.

Did she initiate it?

Qiao An quickly changed her clothes and put on her shoes, then ran to the children's room and shook Huo Fang awake.

"Fangfang, your Aunt Xiaoyun might be about to give birth. I'm going to go check on her. You stay home and help me take care of my younger siblings. If I'm not back by noon tomorrow, take them to Aunt Baohua's house for lunch."

Huo Fang rubbed her eyes and nodded gently.

"Second Aunt, I understand. Go see Aunt Xiaoyun quickly."

Qiao An first put the maternity bag she had prepared for Xia Xiaoyun on the jeep at the door, and then ran to Xia Xiaoyun's house.

Before she even entered the room, she could hear painful groans coming from inside.

Interspersed among these were Guo Caifeng's rebukes.

"It's just having a baby, why are you making such a fuss? When I gave birth to Fushun, I did it all by myself at home, without even a midwife."

"Stop howling! What are you yelling about in the middle of the night? Do you want everyone to know you've given birth?"

"Save all that screaming energy for giving birth!"

"Mom, I can't take it anymore, it hurts so much, I need to go to the hospital, please take me to the hospital quickly."

"Why go to a hospital? Does going to the hospital not cost money? Do you think my son's money grows on trees? What woman goes to the hospital to give birth? Are you some kind of delicate person?"

"Mom...I really can't take it anymore, I'm begging you..."

"Now you know to beg me? Where were you before? I'm here today, you're not going to the hospital!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao An's anger flared up.

Without thinking, she kicked the door open.

"Xia Xiaoyun!" Qiao An went straight to the main room.

The door was locked from the inside, and she couldn't open it.

"Guo Caifeng! Open the door!" Qiao An shouted.

Guo Caifeng, who was inside the house, shuddered in fright and then straightened her body.

This is her home, and Xia Xiaoyun is her daughter-in-law. What's there to be afraid of?

"Qiao An, this is our family matter, it's none of your business."

Qiao An gritted her teeth, her facial muscles trembling. Giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell for a woman.

Guo Caifeng wasn't unaware of this; she simply wanted to take this opportunity to teach her disobedient daughter-in-law a lesson.

They're both women, and she got caught in the rain herself, yet now she's tearing her daughter-in-law's umbrella.

That's a fucking bastard.

Joan looked around and saw a wood-chopping knife next to the kitchen.

Without saying a word, she grabbed a machete and started chopping at the gate.

One cut, two cuts, three cuts...

He used all his strength in every cut.

Guo Caifeng stood angrily at the door. "Qiao An, I'm warning you, if you dare to barge into our house today, go find Commander Wu tomorrow and have him give me..."

"—Bang!"

The machete cleaved through the gate, and Guo Caifeng's voice came to an abrupt halt, because the tip of the machete was less than ten centimeters from her face.

With just a little more force, Joanne could split her head in two.