The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

The two chatted for a while, and suddenly there was a knock on the door: "Bang, bang, bang!"

Sang Feiwan immediately sat up from the bed: "Here it comes."

Yu Beiming said: "Since it's coming for me, you can just watch from behind and don't need to interfere."

He really wanted to know what means these people would use to make him, "Yu", step down with dignity.

With a creaky sound, Yu Beiming opened the door.

He originally thought that there would be some big event waiting for him, but unexpectedly, the one who came was just a servant.

The servant handed a basket to Yu Beiming and said, "Madam ordered you to deliver a basket of things to the osmanthus tree in the front yard."

Yu Beiming asked: "There are so many people in the mansion, why do you want me to see you off?"

"That's what the Madam ordered. She said it could help you get pregnant. Just do as she says." After the servant said that, he stuffed the thing into Yu Beiming's arms and left.

Yu Beiming picked up the basket and weighed it, which was about five or six pounds. He opened the lid and saw that it was filled with some ordinary dried fruits.

What exactly does it mean to send these things to the osmanthus tree in the front yard?

With some doubts, Yu Beiming walked towards the front yard carrying the basket of dried fruits.

The front yard is very spacious, but there are indeed a few osmanthus trees near the pillars.

But now is the non-flowering season, and the tree is crowded with gray-green leaves.

When Yu Beiming walked to the tree, the tip of his ears twitched and he shouted, "Who's hiding behind the tree?"

The next moment, a large group of people rushed out from behind the tree, young and old, male and female, about thirty to fifty people in total.

They held brooms, sticks, and even shovels in their hands, and without any explanation, they started hitting Yu Beiming on the head.

Yu Beiming dodged subconsciously - if he really wanted to dodge, he could have done so.

But he remembered that he was a secluded man now, and he still had to respect the role and plot, so he stood still and let them beat him.

In an instant, sticks, brooms, and shovels hit all the vital parts of his body. Although they were not enough to cause fatal injuries to him, they did hurt a little.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably die on the spot after being beaten like this.

But those people didn't feel that they were committing crimes at all. Instead, they beat him more and more vigorously, asking as they beat him: "Do you want to live or die?"

Yu Beiming suppressed his anger and replied stubbornly: "Give birth."

"Girl or boy?"

"Answer me, are you going to have a girl or a boy?"

"Say it's a girl! Say it now!"

This time Yu Beiming did not answer, but just looked up at Sang's father and mother who were standing not far away.

The couple just looked at them indifferently, and Sang's mother even had a sneer on her lips.

"Bang!" Yu Beiming was also hit on the arm, and the fruit basket in his hand fell to the ground, scattering dates, peanuts, longans, and girl fruits all over the ground.

"Give birth to a daughter soon? I see." Yu Beiming slowly raised his head, looked at the people around him, and asked coldly, "So this is your method."

Father Sang felt cold in his heart when he saw his angry look, and couldn't help but said:

"Don't look at us like that. It's your own fault that you can't have a baby! The relatives are doing this for your own good, so they gathered at home late at night to hold a 'wedding ceremony' for you to get rid of the bad luck and bring you a good pregnancy sooner! If you can make it through this, God will have mercy on you and give you a daughter. If you can't make it through, it's your own bad luck, you can't blame anyone else."

Yu Beiming had actually heard of the "Pao Xi" ceremony.

The so-called "beating" is also called "beating to have a child", which is to induce pregnancy by inflicting physical punishment on women.

But can you get pregnant after having sex?

This custom, which seems ridiculous to later generations, has been passed down for thousands of years. Under the sticks are the blood, tears and innocent souls of countless women.

In this upside-down world, this custom has been completely replicated, except that the punishment for men here is "seeking a son" has become "seeking a daughter!"

"Enough!" Sang Feiwan hid in the dark and watched for a while before he could not help but rush out, snatched the weapons from those people, and shouted, "You are murdering! Murder!"

Although Yu Beiming would not be beaten to death easily by these people, what about someone else? A mortal with flesh and blood would definitely be beaten to death!

Sang Feiwan held the stick he had just taken away and coldly asked Sang's mother, "Is this what you call the best of both worlds?"

Mother Sang said patiently, "This Yu has been married into our Sang family for almost a year, and she has not given birth to a girl or a boy yet. It is obvious that she is an unlucky person."

"In order to continue the family line and consider your future, I have invited relatives and friends from the clan to come and hold a wedding ceremony to drive away the bad luck, so that he can get pregnant and give birth to a daughter!"

"This is a folk custom in our Yue country. The government will not interfere. If a son-in-law of a family has been unable to conceive for a long time or cannot give birth to a daughter, this method will be used. It works very well!"

Sang Feiwan sneered: "What do you mean by efficacy? Beat her to death and then marry another one? If the married one still can't give birth, beat her to death again and marry another one? What if your daughter can't give birth?"

"That's impossible!" Sang's mother said in a serious tone, "Throughout the ages, it has always been a man's responsibility to give birth to a son or a daughter. If he can't give birth, it's because his stomach is not strong enough. What does it have to do with women? My daughter, don't bring the stigma upon yourself! But you..."

"Who am I?" Sang Feiwan chuckled. "Am I going to marry the son of the Shangshu family?"

"Shut up!" Sang's mother's face was terribly cold. She didn't think there was anything wrong with those things she did, but if she said them out loud, it would affect her reputation.

Even if relatives and friends know the truth, no one will tell them, because they are all vested beneficiaries and want to protect their own rights, which will form a strange tacit understanding.

"Okay, let's all go. This is the end of tonight's farce." Sang Feiwan walked up to Yu Beiming, straightened his torn coat, and said, "Let's go."

Yu Beiming lowered his voice and said, "Didn't we agree that you wouldn't interfere? You should know that they can't hurt me at all."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said nonchalantly: "The people here have no spiritual power. At most, they can only cause some superficial injuries to me. I can recover with a little care. You don't have to worry about me."

Sang Feiwan had been planning to act according to the plan they had discussed earlier, but for some reason, when she saw Yu Beiming being beaten up, and saw the bruises on his face and the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, her usually calm mind became a little confused.

She didn't like this, didn't like him getting hurt, didn't want to see him frown, and didn't want the feudal dregs to continue in another form before her eyes.

"There must be other ways to find the truth. Let's go and get out of here!"

Yu Beiming saw the worry and indignation in her eyes and understood her intentions.

"Okay, let's go."

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the places on his body and head where he was hit no longer hurt.