Inside the house, Qiu Yumei and Qiu Yan, the sisters, heard the entire conversation outside.
Qiu Ling'er pouted, "Hmph, Cousin An'an will not let Grandma Xu down."
Qiu Yan was well aware of the conflicts in her aunt's family, and seeing that her aunt's expression had turned displeased, she couldn't help but offer a few words of comfort.
“Aunt, now that we’re doing well, it’s inevitable that some people will be jealous. Don’t take her words to heart. An’an studies hard; she will surely succeed in the future.”
“I understand the reasoning. I won’t put pressure on An’an. Some people take the exam their whole lives and are still just old novices.” Qiu Yumei finished speaking and smiled to herself.
If she had lowered herself to the level of the first wife, she would have been driven to her death by anger countless times.
Suddenly, she felt a warm sensation in her lower body, and her face paled instantly… “Xiao Yan!”
"What's wrong, Auntie?"
...Zhao Yang gets a headache whenever he hears about the conflict between his uncle's family and his grandmother.
He proposed:
"Ah Xu, brother, let's go to the back mountain to play Cuju (ancient Chinese football)." It's the New Year, we can't let our uncle's family ruin our mood.
"Okay." Qiu Xu readily accepted.
But just then, she suddenly saw her sister rush out of the house.
Following closely behind, Qiu Ling'er and Gu Xiaoran also ran out.
"Sister, what's wrong?"
"My aunt is about to give birth. Ah Xu, go home quickly and get some tonics."
"Okay, I'll go right now." Qiu Xu turned around and ran towards his own yard.
“I’ll go with you.” Zhao Yang followed behind.
"What? She's about to give birth?" Upon hearing Qiu Yan's words, Madam Xu forgot about cooking, hurriedly threw down the kitchen knife in her hand, and ran towards the third house.
These past few days, she has been watching over Qiu Yumei every day, all for this moment.
Qiu Yumei lay on the bed, her face contorted in pain and covered in sweat.
"Yumei, Yumei, Mother's here... Eldest daughter, hurry up and boil some water."
When Zhao An heard Qiu Yumei's painful groans, his heart tightened, and he began pacing back and forth in the courtyard.
"Hmph, you have to order me around just because you had a baby. It's not like you've never had a baby before. Look how precious you are." Although Zhao's sister-in-law was extremely unwilling, she still did as she was told.
Qiu Yan immediately brought in hot water.
After washing her hands, Ms. Xu removed Qiu Yumei's clothes and began to deliver the baby.
She has experience in midwifery.
She delivered both An'an and Yangyang.
Qiu Yan listened to Xu's instructions and assisted from the side.
Before the water is fully heated,
With a loud cry, Qiu Yumei gasped for breath and let out a long sigh of relief.
"It's born! It's born!" Madam Xu exclaimed with joy. "Yu Mei, just as you wished! This child is so handsome, just like his mother."
Qiu Yumei had just survived a major ordeal, and upon hearing from her mother-in-law that things had turned out as she had wished, she was overjoyed.
She gasped for breath, "Mother, a newborn child can't possibly be handsome."
"She's given birth?" Zhao San had just returned to the courtyard when he heard the conversation inside the house.
Zhao An nodded, "Yes, congratulations, Father."
"Is your mother alright?"
"well."
"That's good, that's good." Zhao San and Zhao An sat down on the steps together, laughing heartily.
He only went out for a short walk, and his wife gave birth.
"An'an, you finally have a little sister."
He had wanted a daughter for a long time.
"Father, how do you know that my mother gave birth to a sister? It might have been a brother."
"It's a younger brother?" Zhao An's joy dissipated considerably, but he was still relieved to learn that Qiu Yumei and her child were safe.
"Oh well, another brat."
After giving birth, Qiu Yumei lay in bed to rest.
Ms. Xu and Qiu Yan began cleaning the bedding.
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