Changping Village.
Although it was a bit inappropriate to ask Ms. Sun to stay with her during the birth, the kind-hearted Ms. Sun could not refuse Hongmei's plea at such a moment.
Ms. Liu raised her hand and volunteered, "Then I'll stay too. If you have more people, you'll have more hands."
Yang Huamei was originally annoyed with Hongmei. She was a legitimate mother-in-law, but Hongmei was holding on to her third sister-in-law. Where could she put her face as a mother-in-law?
It was as if she was a bad person who would do anything to their mother and son.
So when Mrs. Liu suddenly recommended herself, Yang Huamei became very angry: "Sister-in-law Fourth, if you want to watch the fun, go somewhere else. This is where the baby is born. Even if you stay, you won't be able to help!"
Mrs. Liu was not afraid of Yang Huamei, she put her hands on her hips and said, "Even if I can't help with anything, I can help Hongmei to be brave. With my impartial eyes watching, no one can do anything shameful to avenge her!" "
Liu actually said this on purpose to bury Yang Huamei. Unexpectedly, Yang Huamei's reaction after hearing this was far beyond Liu's expectation.
It was literally like pouring a ladle of cold water into a pot of boiling oil, and it immediately boiled to the point of frying!
Yang Huamei immediately jumped up and then fell back to the ground. She stamped her feet and clapped her hands and said sternly: "The conscience of heaven and earth, Fourth Sister-in-law, you must speak with your conscience. No matter what I do, Yang Huamei will never do such a heartless thing." Son!"
Mrs. Liu sneered as she watched Yang Huamei stamp her feet, "Mei'er, the floor of your fifth brother's house is covered with tiles. If you stomp on a piece, you will have to pay for it."
Yang Huamei froze for a moment, then suddenly turned around to look for Tan's help.
Mrs. Tan came over with a cold face and patted Yang Huamei on the shoulder, "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, just let your fourth sister-in-law stay. The delivery room is not clean, and if you leave a shrew like her here, she might scare weird things." If you don’t dare to come, just think that she is here to ward off evil spirits!”
Mrs. Liu had a strange expression, "Mom, are you praising me or hurting me?"
Mrs. Tan glanced at Mrs. Liu, "Shut up, you are still waiting to have a baby over there. Are you wasting your time listening to your troubles?"
Ms. Liu smiled apologetically.
Although he was scolded by the old lady, Mr. Liu knew that the old lady had scolded him openly, but secretly favored him.
This kind of thing was impossible in the past. The old lady jumped up and spat and cursed at herself.
If Mr. Liu feels this way, how can other people inside and outside the house not feel it?
Especially the person involved, Yang Huamei, looked at Mrs. Tan a few times in astonishment. In the end, without saying anything, she raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears and snot from her face, and began to actively cooperate with Mrs. Wang's arrangements.
After a long fuss, the clown turned out to be herself.
Sun, Liu, and Yang Huamei were left to help Mrs. Wang in the delivery room, while everyone else came to the main room.
In the main room, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, brother Fu Bo and his son were drinking tea and talking. Now, Mrs. Tan brought Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei over, and the main room became even more lively.
Bao Suyun glanced at the hourglass on the long table and told Mianmian and Xiuxiu to go back to the house and sleep.
But when the two girls knew that Hongmei was giving birth, they were inexplicably excited and wanted to stay and wait together.
Bao Suyun whispered to Mianmian: "Why are you so ignorant? You stay here and wait. Your niece is sleeping alone in the backyard. I will definitely not be able to accompany the child tonight..."
Only then did Mianmian restrain her playfulness and obediently went back to the backyard to sleep with her niece.
Cao Bamei also used the same method to send Xiuxiu home to take care of her younger siblings.
Bao Suyun looked at the few men over there who were drinking tea to refresh themselves, then looked at the elderly Tan family, and the potbellied Yang Ruoqing, and quietly turned around and went to the kitchen.
After a while she came over with a tray with several bowls of egg noodles.
"Uncle Fu, third brother, it's a long night, you all should have some food to satisfy your hunger."
Yang Huazhong originally wanted to say politely that he wouldn't eat, but considering that Uncle Fu and his son were woken up from bed and walked such a long way from the school halfway up the mountain, there was no telling when they could go back.
So Yang Huazhong took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks and asked Uncle Fu and his son to eat noodles.
Uncle Fu and his son said a few polite words and both picked up their chopsticks.
There was a flood at the moment, and they had to eat carefully at the stockpile at the resettlement site, so the father and son both drank less than half a bowl of porridge at night. At this point, they were really hungry.
Bao Suyun invited Tan and the others to eat again.
Mrs. Tan said, "I won't eat it. I'll save it for the people inside who are giving birth to babies!"
Bao Suyun rubbed her apron with her hands and said with a smile: "There is still a lot in the pot, enough for three or five people."
There are not only those from Hongmei, but also those from Wang Po and others, everyone has one.
In this case, Tan didn't say anything more.
Seeing that the men were already gorging themselves on the noodles, which were delicious, the women took the lead. Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei also thanked them with a smile and picked up their bowls and chopsticks.
When we started eating noodles, Hongmei's cry came from the delivery room next door.
While eating the noodles, the screams continued, sometimes suppressed, sometimes high-pitched. If this sound wave was burned on paper, it would be an ups and downs of wavy lines. It seems that the screams are random, but there is a hidden pattern. .
"This old lady has a few brushes. Listen, Hongmei's scream is different from before. It must be the old lady who is instructing her on how to inhale and how to scream, when to scream, and when to hold it in... "
Cao Bamei gave birth to three children, the last two were delivered by Grandma Wang, and she was very familiar with Grandma Wang's routine.
So she communicated with Yang Ruoqing in a low voice while eating noodles.
Yang Ruoqing smiled, listening to the screams in her heart, whether it was a regular scream that had been pointed out, or a random scream based on instinct.
It sounded a little frightening to her, a pregnant woman who was nearly six months pregnant.
To use an inappropriate analogy, it would be like in a slaughterhouse, she was tied up and thrown to the ground. In front of her, her little friend who grew up in a pig pen was being stabbed. Listening to the scream...
Ouch, I can’t think too much about it, the noodles won’t taste good no matter how much I think about it.
Accompanied by Hongmei's ups and downs and intermittent cries, Cao Bamei suggested to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice with relish: "...you didn't invite Grandma Wen when you gave birth to the baby, and just a few elders in the family were around. Although they said they themselves I have given birth to many children, but I don’t have much experience in delivering babies.”
"When you give birth, it's best to have a stable woman by your side. If you don't care about anything else, at least you'll feel at ease. Qing'er, don't you think so?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Second sister-in-law is right. I will discuss it with Tang Yazi later."
After a while, Mrs. Liu ran out.
She came here specifically to deliver the news.
"In the delivery room..." Just after she opened her mouth to say three words, Ms. Liu suddenly sniffed her nose vigorously, "Hey, what did you eat? Why does it taste so good?"
