Is Sister Zhen in danger?

The little dumpling asked in confusion, "Little Radish Head, how do you know Sister Zhen is in danger? What kind of danger is she in?"

He, a dignified immortal of the Blessed Fruit, is actually called "Little Radish Head"?!

The Fairy of Fortune Fruit was immediately displeased. He waved his little arms at the little dumpling and shouted:

"I'm not some little radish head, I'm the Lucky Fruit Fairy, I have great supernatural powers! I can sense danger!"

"Oh~~" the little dumpling said meaningfully, "Little radish head, if you have great supernatural powers, how did I manage to catch you?"

The fairy Fulingguo was immediately embarrassed.

He snorted heavily and turned his head away.

"That's because I'm too young and my spiritual power isn't strong enough, otherwise you wouldn't have caught me."

The little dumpling grabbed the fairy's little pigtail and carried him down the mountain.

She didn't forget to give Qiuqiu some instructions.

"Qiuqiu, go and call Daddy and the others, and tell them to go to Sister Zhen's house."

The fairy Fuling Fruit felt extremely embarrassed being carried by the little dumpling.

"Little brat, put this immortal down right now!"

The little dumpling said in a serious tone, "Little radish head, you're even younger than me, you should call me big sister."

The Fairy of the Blessed Fruit bared its little teeth and protested unhappily, "I said you have to call me the Fairy of the Blessed Fruit, not Little Radish Head."

He stretched out his foot to kick the little dumpling, but unfortunately his legs were too short and he couldn't reach it at all, so he could only helplessly spin around in the air.

Little dumpling: "Oh! I understand, little radish head."

The fairy-like face of the Fulingguo turned red, and it was steaming.

Seeing his face turn from white to red, the little dumpling grinned and asked, "Then what's the difference between you and the Fusang Fruit People?"

The fairy Fulingguo pouted and refused to reply, clearly angry.

The little dumpling had no choice but to open its mouth wide and scare it away:

"You're not going to tell me? If you don't, I'll roast you into dried radish."

The fairy with three black lines on its head replied helplessly:

"The Fushen Fruit Person is me from when I was a child. I grew up for ten thousand years last time and was not picked by anyone."

"So after another ten thousand years of cultivation, it became what it is now."

"I'm already a Feast Fruit Fairy, hmph!"

The little dumpling said in disbelief:

"Little radish head, you're so small, yet you're already 20,000 years old."

He's also called Little Radish Head!

The Fairy of Fortune Fruit felt that it was impossible to correct her way of addressing her.

He had no choice but to let her call out, and he kicked his legs, saying:

"We need to get down the mountain quickly, or Sister Zhen and the child won't survive!"

Upon hearing this, the little dumpling ran even faster.

They grabbed the Fairy of the Blessed Fruit and rushed down.

As soon as they approached the fenced yard, the little dumpling heard Zhen Ruoan's pitiful cries coming from the thatched hut.

The little dumpling was afraid that the wicked old woman would snatch the Lucky Fruit Fairy if she saw it, so she had no choice but to put it in her bosom first.

Then, she ran into the thatched hut in a panic.

Inside the cramped room, Zhen Ruoan lay on the bed, groaning in pain.

She clutched her stomach, her face contorted in pain, her hair soaked with sweat and sticking haphazardly to her face.

Standing in front of her bed were Fu Jiang's mother and an old woman dressed as a village woman.

As for Fu Jiang, the little dumpling didn't see him.

Seeing Zhen Ruoan's pained expression, the village woman said to Fu Jiangniang:

"Your wife is about to give birth, I have to deliver the baby right away, we can't delay any longer!"

"Otherwise, both mother and child might be in danger!"

Fu Jiangniang clasped her hands together and kept bowing to heaven and earth.

Hearing the village woman's words, Fu Jiangniang looked unwilling.

"No, I've decided, the auspicious time will be another hour later!"

"Children born at an auspicious time have a good destiny. Don't worry, wait a little longer."

After saying that, Fu Jiangniang turned around and took three incense sticks.

The village woman stamped her feet and shouted anxiously:

"How can a woman's childbirth wait!"

"What do you mean by auspicious or inauspicious times? If we don't deliver the baby soon, it'll suffocate inside!"

“That won’t do!” Fu Jiang’s mother said firmly, raising her chin as she looked at the village woman and said, “I invited you here to deliver her baby. If the child doesn’t survive, I will report you to the authorities and say that you harmed my grandson.”

This is the first time in all my years of delivering babies that I've encountered such a superstitious and unreasonable person.

She went through all the trouble of delivering the baby, and she still wants to report her to the authorities!

Who are these people?!

The village woman was furious. She flicked her sleeve and said coldly:

"I can't deliver your baby, you'd better find someone else."

Seeing the village woman give up, Fu Jiangniang wasn't worried at all. She continued to light incense and said leisurely:

"Let's go, it's good that we're leaving, I'll save money!"

The village woman was furious and was about to leave.

Zhen Ruoan stopped her.

"Save me! If you leave, my child and I really won't be able to survive!"

"I'm going to give birth right now, please help me, I'll give you the money."

The village woman's heart softened immediately when she saw Zhen Ruoan's pleading expression.

“Child, I was upset by your mother-in-law, not because I wanted your money.”

"Don't worry, take a deep breath, I will definitely help you give birth to the baby smoothly."

The village woman wiped the sweat from Zhen Ruoan's forehead and rolled up her sleeves to help her deliver the baby.

When Fu Jiangniang saw what the two were doing, she immediately panicked and didn't even bother to light the incense.

She rushed over aggressively and slapped Zhen Ruoan across the face.

"You shameless woman, don't you want anything good for my grandson! Now that he's born, his birth chart is bad, what future can he possibly have!"

"You cannot give birth now! You must wait until the auspicious time!"

Zhen Ruoan's left cheek immediately swelled up. She never expected her mother-in-law to be so ignorant!

The village woman couldn't bear to watch any longer and shouted:

"If they don't have the baby soon, both mother and child will be in danger, and then we'll only be able to save one of them!"

Without thinking, Fu Jiangniang replied:

"Then save my grandson! What's so difficult about that!"

Zhen Ruoan's eyes instantly became vacant, and she seemed to have fallen into a cold river.

Her last shred of hope for her mother-in-law vanished completely.

The village woman was so angry that she pushed Fu Jiangniang aside and began to deliver Zhen Ruoan's baby.

She curled Zhen Ruoan's legs up, making her use all her strength on her lower body.

Fu Jiangniang staggered a few steps, and after regaining her balance, she tried to rush over to stop the village woman.

No one is allowed to change the auspicious time of her grandson's birth!

Fu Jiangniang gritted her teeth, grabbed a chair, and smashed it over the head of the village woman.

The village woman was so focused on delivering Zhen Ruo'an's baby that she didn't see Fu Jiangniang attacking from behind.

Zhen Ruoan lay on the bed and could only see a chair being lifted high.

She cried out in terror, "Watch out!"

As the sound fell, the chair in Fu Jiangniang's hand also came crashing down.

"ah!"

A sharp, mournful cry rang out.

However, it did not come from the village woman, but from Fu Jiangniang, who was lying on the ground.

Fu Jiangniang fell to the ground, and the chair also fell to the ground some distance away.

The village woman was unharmed and continued to deliver Zhen Ruoan's baby.

As for Fu Jiangniang, her calf was swollen in a large area.