Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

Wan Guofu walked out of the yard, but did not leave immediately.

Of course, he didn't want to eavesdrop on Feng Xiangmei's thoughts. He just wanted to wait for Wan An Ning to calm Feng Xiangmei down and come out to close the door, and then he would secretly persuade her to steal the cart for him without telling Feng Xiangmei...

Who would have thought that he would hear Feng Xiangmei's crying.

For a moment, Wan Guofu was overwhelmed with emotions. After thinking about it carefully, he found that what Feng Xiangmei said was actually correct and not exaggerated. What she said... was all true!

He suddenly found himself feeling quite sorry for Feng Xiangmei. He had been with her for more than 20 years, but it seemed that she had never had a good life.

He felt a little guilty, but... that was all!

A son is still necessary.

At worst, he can just compensate Feng Xiangmei more in the future.

Wan An Ning comforted Feng Xiangmei and sent her to the house to settle her down. When she came out to close the door, she saw Wan Guofu standing outside through the light in the yard and slapped him hard in the face several times.

Wan An Ning held the door and just watched, with no intention of stopping it.

It was not until Wan Guofu finished slapping her and looked at her that she asked coldly, "Dad, do you have anything else to do?"

"I……"

Wan Guofu looked towards the yard, hesitating for a long time, and finally he was too embarrassed to mention the matter of borrowing the cart.

"……fine!"

Wan Guofu left with a hunched back.

Wan An Ning looked at him and felt a little sad because he was only in his early forties but looked like he was already in old age.

Is it really worth it for him to do all this just to have a son?

Wan An Ning did not pay attention to when Yang Chunhua's child was born in the previous life, so he had no idea about it.

However, thinking about the child who was born with eye problems, Wan An Ning couldn't help but sneer.

I hope Wan Guofu will never regret it!

Wan Guofu returned to the backyard empty-handed. Yang Chunhua was lying on the bed holding her stomach, groaning in pain, while directing the old lady to pack things to take to the hospital.

Old Madam Wan had a cold face. As she packed her belongings, she muttered, "It's not like she's never given birth before. Why go to a hospital? They'll just do nothing but waste money. Feng Xiangmei gave birth to so many children, but she didn't go to the hospital..."

Yang Chunhua was a little impatient, and she endured the pain until her face was a little grim: "How can it be the same? I can give you a grandson, but can Feng Xiangmei do that?"

Seeing Wan Guofu coming in, she immediately became aggrieved: "You're finally back. I feel like I can't hold on any longer. Have you borrowed a car? What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and help me get in the car!"

Wan Guofu didn't dare to look into Yang Chunhua's eyes, his gaze fell on the edge of the bed: "I, I didn't borrow a car, Chunhua, this is not your first time giving birth anyway, why don't we just give birth at home?"

"You...ah..."

Yang Chunhua was so angry that she wanted to sit up from the bed, but she stretched her stomach and lay down again.

Another contraction came and his face turned pale with pain. Seeing this, Wan Guofu quickly reached out to help her.

Yang Chunhua reached out and hit Wan Guofu: "Why are you still standing there? I'm in so much pain, take me to the hospital!"

Wan Guofu looked at Old Lady Wan.

When Wan Guofu just said that Yang Chunhua should give birth to the baby at home, Old Lady Wan had already unpacked the bundle.

Seeing Wan Guofu looking at her, she curled her lips and said, "Why go to the hospital in the middle of the night? Besides, Guofu can't borrow a car. You just said that you couldn't stand the smell of manure on our cart. Aren't you afraid that the smell of manure on the cart will make you feel uncomfortable now?"

Yang Chunhua patted the edge of the bed and said through gritted teeth: "Find me something to cover my nose with!"

Seeing that Wan Guofu didn't move, he threatened: "If you don't go, I won't give birth to this child. Let him die in my stomach!"

Wan Guofu didn't care about anything else. He immediately got up, went to the yard, pulled the cart to the door, and spread some straw on it. Finally, he went to get a quilt and spread it on the straw. Then he went back to the house and helped Yang Chunhua get out of bed...

Old Mrs. Wan had no choice but to pack the bag again and followed the two men muttering to herself.

When Yang Chunhua walked to the door, a gust of wind blew over, and the smell of manure left on the cart came directly to her face...

"Ah! Ahh!"

She couldn't help but sneeze twice, and then she felt a hot current flowing out of her body.

Her body froze and she stood there motionless...

"What's wrong? Is the smell too strong? Please get in the car first, I'll get you a towel to cover your nose."

Wan Guofu was about to get a towel when Yang Chunhua reached out and grabbed his arm: "Don't, don't take it. Help me to the bed!"

Wan Guofu frowned.

Mrs. Wan couldn't help but get angry: "Yang Chunhua, don't act recklessly just because you have the baby in your belly. What do you want?"

Yang Chunhua grinned and burst into tears: "My water broke..."

"what?"

If it was just spotting, they could still take the woman to the hospital to give birth. But now that the amniotic fluid has broken, they really don’t dare to take the risk!

It's pitch dark and you can't see the road clearly. When pulling a cart, you can either walk slowly or just push forward regardless. Either way, it's extremely dangerous!

Old Mrs. Wan was so frightened that the bag in her hand fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up, glared at Wan Guofu and yelled, "You good-for-nothing, what are you still standing there for? Help the patient to the bed quickly. We can't go to the hospital in this situation. Go find the midwife right away, and by the way..."

He hesitated for a moment, and finally added: "By the way, call your third aunt over as well!"

Although she had always been at odds with the Third Old Lady, she had to admit that the Third Old Lady was indeed more experienced than her in delivering babies. Most of Feng Xiangmei's children were delivered by the Third Old Lady.

Wan Guofu agreed and hurriedly helped Yang Chunhua onto the bed. It was not that he didn't want to carry her directly, but he was unable to do so!

At this point, Yang Chunhua didn't care about being hypocritical anymore and said to the old lady, "Mom, before the midwife comes, go and boil some hot water and bring me six eggs. I'll have the strength to give you a grandson after eating them!"

"Six!"

Old Mrs. Wan sneered at Yang Chunhua and went to the kitchen.

She eats six fried eggs in one go. No matter how big the family fortune is, it will be bankrupt by her!

Mrs. Wan added water to the pot, brought it to a boil, and added two poached eggs...

When Yang Chunhua saw Old Lady Wan coming over with a huge enamel bowl, a smile appeared on her face.

But when she saw that the brown sugar water in the enamel bowl was pale yellow and there were only two poached eggs in the bowl, she suddenly became angry.

"Mom, it's ok for you to be stingy with your meals normally, but I'm about to give birth and I want to eat a few poached eggs to replenish my energy. You're actually so stingy. Didn't I say I wanted six poached eggs? You only gave me two?"

I knew the old lady's stingy nature, so I deliberately said six. I would be lucky if I could get four.

As it turns out, there are only two!