Chapter 270 Not Good
Most people in Qili Village have the surname Zhou, and a small number of villagers have other surnames. But over the past hundred years, your daughter marries into my family, or my daughter marries into yours, and basically every family in the village is related.
Those with the surname Zhou basically have the same ancestor.
Although Zhou Hu has no biological brothers, he has cousins, and his father's situation is slightly better than Zhou Jin's. In this kind of matter, of course, close relatives should be asked for help first.
Unfortunately, the relationship between the three families is not very good. The older generation had a very unhappy quarrel when dividing the family property, so the ones who went with them last night were the neighbor's sister-in-law who had a good relationship with Zhou Hu's family, Xiao Qian, and the wife of the village chief's son Dazhu.
Of course, there was also a midwife invited from Dali Village.
However, the midwife stayed in Dali Village in the early morning and did not go to the county town with them. Xiao Qian and the others were tired after being busy all night, but Zhou Hu's wife needed someone by her side for the time being, so they stayed in the county town.
Zhou Erlang and his men came back not only to rest, but also to find replacement women for them.
Qian understood immediately and thought for a moment before saying, "I'll go talk to Zhou Hu's aunt. Even if they don't have a good relationship, they still have connections. They have to step in. If they refuse to go, someone who has a good relationship with Zhou Hu's wife will probably go and help."
This is not a big deal. Generally, if anyone in the village has such an emergency, they will lend a hand.
Zhou Erlang finished his talk and then whispered, "I've spent the two hundred coins my father gave me yesterday. Zhou Hu said he would pay it back when he gets back."
Qian said "hmm" and didn't really care.
Although Zhou Hu's aunt was very reluctant, she still let one of her daughters-in-law go to the county town to help.
Zhou Hu's wife gave birth to her child at the old doctor's house. It took a lot of effort to correct the fetal position and give birth to the child. However, the child was as weak as a mouse when he was born, and his face was a little blue. It was obvious that he had been holding it in for too long. The old doctor was not sure if there was any problem with the child's brain, or even if the child could survive.
At that time, Zhou Hu had no time to take care of the child because his wife's condition was also very bad. The child suffered heavy bleeding right after birth, so the old doctor asked them to send the child to the county town.
The child was also sent there.
He felt that it would be good if he could survive, but if he couldn't, he would still try his best.
But such a young child cannot take medicine, and the mother obviously cannot feed him breast milk after taking the medicine. Whether he can survive depends entirely on fate.
Manbao had been thinking about whether to go to the county town to visit Zhou Hu's wife during his day off. After all, she was very good friends with Zhou Hu's second son Erlu.
The two men are of similar age, although of different generations, but they are Manbao's rare friends in the village.
As a friend, her mother and brother are sick, so she has to go and see them, right?
But before she could mention it, the next day Zhou Hu's mother and son were wrapped up and carried back on a cart.
Qian immediately packed some eggs and went to see the patient, while Manbao followed behind her. However, because he was small and followed a little far away, Qian didn't notice him.
There were quite a lot of people in the Zhou family, but the maternity room was relatively quiet, while the yard was quite lively. Zhou Hu's mother-in-law was helping to greet people.
Dafu is about the same age as Ertou and is now more sensible. He is standing aside holding his younger brother Erlu's hand, silently watching everyone coming in and out.
Manbao could see that they were in a bad mood, so he asked quietly, "What's wrong with you?"
When Dafu saw Manbao, he pouted and wanted to cry.
He knew Manbao and knew that she was very capable. After all, she could read. Moreover, Big Head Brother and Ertou often boasted about how capable their aunt was. When Manbao asked him about it, he felt a little uncomfortable and aggrieved.
Ever since his mother was about to give birth to a younger brother the evening before yesterday, the family has no longer taken care of the two brothers.
They were sent directly to the neighbor's home for care, and their parents didn't even come back yesterday.
Someone told them that their mother was going to die and they would be motherless.
So Dafu and Erlu cried for a whole day and night, and only felt better today when they saw their parents come back.
But he could see that his mother was not feeling better, but rather very uncomfortable, and he was almost eight years old and could understand good and bad words.
Just now someone asked his father to prepare a coffin for his mother, and then his grandmother actually agreed.
Dafu wiped his tears and asked Manbao, "Auntie Man, you are a scholar. Do you think my mother's illness can be cured?"
Manbao asked hesitantly, "Isn't it already healed?"
If it’s not good, why send it back?
Dafu shook his head dejectedly, "It's not healed yet, it still hurts. And my brother, they said he's going to die too."
Manbao opened his mouth wide, speechless for a moment.
The three children were speechless. After a while, Bai Shanbao peeked in from the gate. Seeing the three of them standing face to face, his eyes reddened. He couldn't help but slip in as well. "Why are you crying? Who bullied you?"
The three children didn't say anything and continued to wipe their tears with their heads down.
Bai Shanbao scratched his head and asked, "Didn't they say a baby was born? I haven't seen a newborn yet. Can I take a look?"
Manbao had never seen this in her memory. It seemed that when she could remember, the youngest of the four babies would stick out their butts and try to sit up.
She also looked at Dafu.
Dafu wiped his tears and said with a sob, "Come with me."
The two brothers sneaked into the main room with two people.
The main room was rather quiet. There were only five older women in the room, and Qian was one of them.
In fact, there was little they could do. They just tried to comfort Zhou Hu's wife, asking her to relax and take good care of herself.
Zhou Hu's mother-in-law walked in and forced a smile at everyone, saying, "We've made some sweet wine in the kitchen. Everyone, go have a bowl later. We've started cooking and we'll all eat here at noon. My daughter is so lucky thanks to you guys for helping her."
Zhou Hu's wife's maiden name was Chen. Her home was in a small village on the other side of Baimaquan Town, far away from Qili Village, so she was the last to receive the news.
Qian knew that Zhou Hu had a small family. Now that one of the couple had passed away, the remaining one must be in a state of panic. How could he possibly stay for dinner?
She said, "We are just here to take a look. We will drink a bowl of sweet wine and leave. We won't eat. Please don't cook, otherwise it will be wasted."
Since Qian said so, the other families naturally agreed and said, "Wait until his wife gets better, then let them invite us."
It is an auspicious saying, but everyone knows that the possibility is very low.
Chen lay on the bed with her eyes slightly closed. She didn't even have the strength to speak because it was so painful.
The four children walked along the wall, avoiding the six adults who were talking, and quietly came to the bed.
There was a swaddling cloth next to Chen, and the red, wrinkled baby in the swaddling cloth was her newborn son.
Bai Shanbao was a little disgusted, thinking it was too ugly, but Manbao was full of pity and thought it was very cute. She carefully pressed the edge of the swaddling clothes to see it more clearly.
(End of this chapter)
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