Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

Yan Xia wanted to curse, but before she could open her mouth, she was blocked by the man's words.

"Please Aunt Yan, please save my son. My Wenjuan is about to give birth. She is in so much pain that she hasn't been born for a whole day. I went to Liushu Village early in the morning to invite Mrs. Wen, but she sprained her foot and left. It's so slow, could you please Aunt Yan to give us a ride? I can give you as much money as you want, please Aunt Yan——"

The sun was so dazzling that Yan Xia didn't realize that the man was Liu Wangtao and saw him mention Zhu Wenjuan.

After looking carefully again, I recognized it.

She remembered that Zhu Wenjuan seemed to be similar to Xiao Heyue.

It’s only been over eight months since she gave birth?

Isn’t that a premature baby?

In ancient times, the chance of premature infant death was as high as 99%.

"If you want any money, come up. Human lives are at stake."

Yan Xia ventriloquised for a while, then waved to Liu Wangtao.

Although she hates Liu Wangtao and her son, she also hates Zhu Wenjuan.

But it's not worth their lives. If it was because of her cruelty that Wen Po was late.

If Zhu Wenjuan died, the blame would have to be placed on her. It was one thing to feel uneasy, but her reputation was completely gone.

Why lose the big for the small.

Not so much.

Liu Wangtao first pushed Po Wen onto the carriage, and then climbed up himself.

He knew that Yan Xia hated him, so he mentioned money when he opened his mouth.

Thinking that for the sake of money, she could agree to get on the carriage.

Who knew that Yan Xia didn't even want money.

Liu Wangtao was overjoyed.

Save a fortune.

When my son is born, money will definitely flow like water.

I hope I don’t give birth to a medicine jar.

Hey, Wenjuan was fine yesterday, but her mother insisted on making a scene and asked Wenjuan to wash clothes.

As a result, the laundry was not finished and the person fell.

By the time Liu Wangtao returned from visiting the brothel, Wenjuan had already been in pain for a day.

In addition, it has been nearly twelve hours and the child has not yet been born.

I looked for the women who had delivered babies in the village, but all of them ran away. I heard that there was a stable woman in Liushu Village who had delivered several babies born in August, and they all grew up safely.

After Liu Wangtao woke up, he ran towards Liushu Village. He originally wanted Zhao Dali to take him for a ride.

It happened that Zhao Dali left early today, and his family's ox cart was lent to his daughter-in-law's natal family.

Nothing happens by chance.

Liu Wangtao was delayed on the road.

Yan Xia was driving slowly, but after the two of them got into the car, she whipped them down.

The horses galloped wildly.

The time was greatly shortened, and we returned to Baihua Village just as the sun was setting.

After placing the two people at the door of Liu Wangtao's house, Yan Xia left.

"Mother, mother——"

"I'm back with Po Wen, how is Wenjuan?"

Liu Wangtao helped Po Wen into his house, but did not see Zhu Wenjuan.

Just when he was confused, Ma Efen opened the door of the woodshed, stuck her head out and responded.

"Son, here it is."

"Mom, why did you take Wenjuan to the woodshed? Are you not making trouble?"

Liu Wangtao was furious.

The woodshed is so dirty and messy, how can I have a baby?

"Oh, mother, it's for your own good. After you left in the morning, your Aunt Li next door asked a doctor from the neighboring village to help. He prescribed a birth-inducing medicine for Wenjuan to drink. Don't tell me, it took half an hour. The water broke, but the baby still can't be born, so I asked her to get out of bed and walk around, so that it would be easier to give birth. When the water broke, the bedding was stained, so I had to wash it, otherwise where would you sleep at night?"

Ma Efen naturally wouldn't tell anyone about her sleeping in the same bed with her son when outsiders were around.

She simply felt that giving birth was too bloody and unlucky. Wouldn't it be bad luck if she gave birth in her son's house?

He should be sent to the woodshed to be born.

Zhu Wenjuan, who was in so much pain, had no strength to resist.

She held her arm and took him to the woodshed.

"Auntie, please go and have a look."

Liu Wangtao didn't care anymore. The most important thing now was that his son was born safely.

So he helped Wen Po to the woodshed.

The woodshed was full of dust, and there were spider webs on the walls. With a gentle blow, the room felt like fog.

Wen Po from Willow Village really doesn’t want to go in.

But all the money was collected.

She could only cover her mouth and go in to check the situation.

Liu Wangtao also wanted to follow him in.

Was stopped by Ma Efen.

"What are you doing in there? Standing outside. It's a normal thing for a woman to give birth to a baby. I remember when my mother gave birth to you, she exerted all her strength and you came out with shit. She is so precious and delicate, so it's not like giving birth to a baby. It’s like shit, why don’t you ask me to be patient and waste my medicine money to tell her to stop howling, but she keeps howling and it’s annoying to death.”

"Mom, what do you want to do? Do you want your son to be a child for eight generations? Tell me, if you don't want your son to have children, you can throw yourself into the river now, okay?"

Liu Wangtao finally got angry.

If his mother hadn't insisted on letting Wenjuan wash her clothes.

She won't fall either.

Now is the critical juncture of giving birth to a baby, and I still have to look for trouble.

"I, I didn't say anything. Forget it, I won't talk anymore. I'm going to wash your bedding. I really owe you. I dragged you up with shit and piss. Why do you yell at your mother like this for an outsider? .”

Ma Efen cursed and left.

In fact, she wants a grandson more than a son.

But when she saw Zhu Wenjuan's face, she became furious.

To be precise, Ma Efen would be angry no matter who was her daughter-in-law.

In her eyes, it is best for her daughter-in-law to die as soon as possible after giving birth to three or four boys.

She and her son raised her grandson together.

This is the best life.

"It's not good, the water has drained out, and the baby has not yet revealed its head. If we delay it any longer, even if it is born alive, it will turn into a fool."

Po Wen hurriedly walked out, her sprained ankle no longer limp.

"What should I do? Aunt, please, save my son."

Liu Wangtao was running around anxiously.

"Well, you hurry up and boil a kettle of boiling water, and then get a pair of scissors. They must be sharpened. I will cut open the mother's incision, and then use the pressing method to squeeze the baby out. This is the only way. Go quickly. ——”

This stable woman is relatively kind-hearted.

In fact, there is a more convenient method.

It is to protect the small but not the big.

Open the stomach directly and take out the child.

But in this case, the mother will not survive.

Wenpo didn't want to use this trick unless it was absolutely necessary.

Liu Wangtao didn't even sweep the floor, so how could he boil water? He couldn't even light the stove.

I can only ask Ma Efen for help.

It took half an hour for hot water and scissors to be brought.

Ma Efen refused to let Liu Wangtao in.

She carried the basin into the woodshed.

Zhu Wenjuan's face on the straw pile looked like a dead person.

A piece of gray.

Her whole body was soaked with sweat. She was in great pain, but she didn't dare to make a sound and could only whimper quietly.

"I heard that there is a method, which is to cut open the belly of a pregnant woman and take out the baby, so that the baby can be preserved. Is this the method you used?"

In the small woodshed, Ma Efen's devilish voice came suddenly, making Zhu Wenjuan's eyes widen with her eyes closed.

His face was full of disbelief.