Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan felt like vomiting.
The other two pairs of siblings were not much better.
Especially the two girls were shocked by what Grandma Huo San said.
They also knew why the elders in the family asked them to come and sit down at the banquet. Isn't it just to listen to what Grandma Huo San said that would explode her outlook on life?
But grandparents favor boys over girls, and they are still studying.
If they hadn't had excellent grades and free tuition and fees, without their mother, they might have been arranged by their grandparents to get married and have children.
They were already disgusted by Grandma Huo San's words, but when Zaizai vomited, they felt their stomachs begin to churn.
Next to them, Huo Zhaohan, Huo Zhaoxuan and the other two boys also looked sullen, but they tried their best to suppress it.
I couldn't stand the sound of Zaizai vomiting too loudly.
The little guy also ate a lot of food, and this time he vomited...
Huo Zhaohan and others endured it again and again, but they couldn't hold it back.
"Ugh! Ugh! Wow!"
After taking a look at Jiang Siheng, he felt that he could not fall behind.
But he couldn't spit it out, so he pretended to retching.
"vomit!"
…
The whole living room becomes very smelly.
Grandma Huo San's face was ashen.
"You... you bastards... you did it on purpose!"
After Zaizai finished vomiting, he quickly picked up the water glass on the table and took two sips to rinse his mouth. Siheng had already slipped off the table to find a broom.
Huo Zhaohan and the other six people looked at each other and apologized.
"Third Grandma, I'm sorry!"
"Brother Zhaolin, sister-in-law Wenjing, we didn't do it on purpose!"
"Let's help call 120. Sister-in-law Wen Jing looks very bad."
…
Several people apologized and quickly cleaned up the mess on the ground.
Zaizai calmed down for a while and felt more comfortable.
When Grandma Huo San heard that she wanted to call 120, she snatched Huo Zhaohan's cell phone away.
"Why 120? How can your Wen Jing sister-in-law be so valuable?"
Ma Ruhua echoed.
"That's right! When I was pregnant with you Brother Zhaolin, I was still working in the fields!"
Grandma Huo San: "Uncle Zhikun was born when he was working in the fields! How could he be as poor as he is now?"
Ma Ruhua nodded hurriedly.
"right!"
However, seeing that Zhang Wenjing's face was really pale, Ma Ruhua was still worried that there was something wrong with the child in Zhang Wenjing's belly, so she said something humane.
"Zhaolin, help your wife to have a rest on the sofa next to her!"
After saying that, I couldn't help but complain.
"It's a big day and my stomach hurts! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have held this banquet. Wouldn't it be a joke to my relatives?"
Grandma Huo San had a long face.
"Isn't that right! It's hard to say!"
Before anyone else could speak, Grandma Huo San snorted and added.
"This is because you have a lot of money in your stomach, and you are deliberately showing it to us!"
The two girls couldn't listen any more.
"Third grandma, sister-in-law Wen Jing looks really uncomfortable and her face is frighteningly pale. It's better to send her to the hospital for a checkup."
"Yes! If anything happens..."
Grandma Huo San said back with a dark face.
"Can this damn girl talk? What do you mean by what if something happens? You are cursing your sister-in-law Wen Jing and the child in her belly!"
Zaizai heard the word "child" and looked at Aunt Wenjing's belly.
The child has long since died.
But I don’t know why it’s still in Aunt Wenjing’s belly.
Uncle Gu didn't ask the doctor to help treat him?
When the little guy was distracted, there was a sudden sound of braking outside, followed by the click of high heels on the cement floor.
Soon, a haggard-looking Wu Qianqian appeared in everyone's sight.
Zaizai was surprised.
Jiang Siheng was also shocked.
Huo Zhaohan and others did not know Wu Qianqian, but when they looked at Wu Qianqian, they knew at a glance that the other party was evil.
The brothers Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan subconsciously protected the two little guys behind them to prevent a war from breaking out and injuring the two little guys.
Jiang Siheng uses his spiritual consciousness to communicate with Zaizai.
——Zai Zai, why is this aunt here too?
Zaizai is also confused.
——Zai Zai doesn’t know either.
Xiang Siheng tilted his head.
——She is also wearing a red dress.
Only then did Zaizai notice that Wu Qianqian was wearing a bright red cheongsam, which outlined her slim figure. There was a lot of powder on her face, and there were some spots at the corners of her eyes and under her eyes. She could see the sallow skin under the powder.
When the two little guys were confused, Wu Qianqian took out a list from her handbag and slapped it on the dining table in front of Huo Zhaolin.
"Zhaolin, Zhang Wenjing is carrying a stillborn fetus, don't let her fool you!"
Not to mention Huo Zhaolin, Grandma Huo San's whole family was confused.
After a while, Grandma Huo San and Ma Ruhua were the first to calm down and quickly go to see the order.
But Grandma Huo San is illiterate, and Ma Ruhua can't read a few words.
Grandma Huo San was so anxious that she thrust the list into Huo Zhaolin's hand.
"Zhaolin, Zhaolin! Come on... take a closer look, what's going on?"
Huo Zhaolin ignored Zhang Wenjing, whose face was pale with pain and cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and quickly checked the order.
After seeing the above examination results, the veins on Huo Zhaolin's forehead throbbed violently.
At that moment, his eyes fell on Zhang Wenjing, who was leaning on the sofa, as if he wanted to kill someone.
"Zhang Wenjing, what does this mean?"
Zhang Wenjing covered her stomach with both hands, her facial features distorted by the pain.
The last hope in his eyes gradually sank, turning into a dark abyss of deathly silence.
She seemed to want to laugh, but she didn't laugh for a while, and her expression was indescribably weird.
"Yes! Stillborn! Our child is dead!"
Huo Zhaolin: "..."
Huo Zhikun: "..."
Huo Zhiyong and Zhang Jiaying: "..."
Grandma Huo San couldn't believe it.
"How could it be? When I checked at the hospital that day, wasn't it fine?"
Zaizai rolled his eyes when he heard those good words.
The little guy looked cute, and he was cute when he rolled his eyes. Huo Zhaohan looked at him clearly.
Huo Zhaohan quickly turned sideways to block the little guy to prevent him from being angry.
"Zai Zai, young general, let's go quietly."
Zaizai shook his head.
"Brother Zhaohan, let's not leave yet."
Huo Zhaohan was puzzled.
"What's wrong?"
Could it be that such a small baby knows how to watch the fun?
But no matter how curious he was, he didn't want to see the bustle at Grandma Huo San's house.
When the family started to stir up trouble, he didn't think he could handle it.
Zaizai lowered her voice: "Aunt Wenjing is dying."
Huo Zhaohan: "..."
Zaizai looked at Huo Zhaolin again and found that a thick aura of death began to appear on Huo Zhaolin's head, including on Wu Qianqian who came over.
As if thinking of something, Zaizai quickly looked at the meatball soup on the table.
She felt uncomfortable after drinking meatball soup for a while, and then vomited.
After that...my brothers and sisters also started to vomit.
The little guy's eyes widened, he wrinkled his little nose and sniffed, and his big eyes widened in disbelief.
Zaizai was shocked.
"This soup..."
Huo Zhaolin suddenly raised his hand and slapped Zhang Wenjing hard on the face.
There was a "pop", the sound was so loud that it drowned out Zaizai's surprised little milking sound.
