Aunt Ma: "It's probably early. That wretched woman, she can't even get a proper pregnancy!"
Ma Lao Er got up and lit the kerosene lamp. Ma Da Niang was startled; Song Pan Di's lower body was already wet.
She reached out and pulled down Song Pandi's pants: "Push! The baby's almost out!"
With someone watching over her, Song Pandi felt less afraid.
As she strained, Aunt Ma shouted, "Take a deep breath, push! I can see the baby's head!"
Song Pandi was covered in a cold sweat, but she didn't have time to care. She could only try her best to give birth to the child as soon as possible.
Her stomach was hurting terribly, and she couldn't help but want to curl up. Aunt Ma slapped her thigh with a loud crack.
"Don't curl up, it's bad for the baby, push harder!"
Song Pandi's tears were streaming down her face because it hurt so much!
She even wished she could just die on the spot!
To avoid suffering this torment.
Aunt Ma slapped her hard: "Damn it, what are you crying for? Hurry up and give birth to this child for me!"
Song Pandi had no choice but to stop crying and then mustered her strength.
But as time went on, her abdominal pain intensified, and she cried out, "Mother, I have no strength left! I can't give birth anymore!"
She only ate one cornbread all day and had absolutely no energy.
Aunt Ma said to Ma Lao Er, "Go and call the brigade leader over. Tell him someone's about to die! Have them bring some food!"
Ma Lao Er had no choice but to wrap himself in his cotton-padded coat and rush out.
He frantically pounded on the captain's door: "Captain, captain, someone's going to die! My wife is about to give birth! Come quick!"
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