Hearing this, Lin Yaowen's mother's face suddenly turned gloomy and ugly.
She put her hands on her hips, walked over, glanced at Meng Yinting, and said in a sarcastic tone:
"Well, don't blame me for abusing her.
She refuses to eat this or that every day, she's so pampered!
When we had children back then, there weren’t so many things to be particular about!
I think she was born to be a worthless person, and only deserves to eat these!"
Meng Xunzhou couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he clenched his fists, stood up abruptly and shouted, "That's enough! How can you say that about Yinting!"
"What's wrong with what I said? What did I say is wrong?"
Lin Yaowen's mother stuck her neck out and yelled, totally unaware that there was anything wrong with her.
...
...
Song Shishi was so angry that she also stood up, but before she could say anything, Meng Yinting grabbed her hand.
"Shishi, I... my stomach hurts..."
Song Shishi and Meng Xunzhou were immediately shocked.
"Yinting looks like she's about to give birth!"
When Lin Yaowen's mother heard this, she immediately panicked and grabbed Meng Xunzhou's arm.
"I'm telling you, if anything happens to my grandson, I will not forgive your Meng family!"
This black-hearted old woman was being unreasonable to the extreme.
He abused his daughter-in-law at home, and now at this critical juncture he wants to put the blame on others and try to blackmail them.
The world is so big, there are all kinds of people!
"Don't worry about her, let's send Yinting to the hospital."
Now is not the time to get entangled with this old woman, Song Shishi said anxiously, supporting Meng Yinting.
Meng Xunzhou nodded and wanted to hug Meng Yinting, but Lin Yaowen's mother held him tightly and refused to let go.
Meng Xunzhou was too lazy to talk to her, so he raised his hand and pushed her to the ground.
“Ouch~”
The old woman immediately collapsed to the ground and began to cry at the top of her lungs.
"Someone is beating someone up. Someone's coming to my house to beat someone up. Is there any justice in the world?"
Meng Xunzhou didn't care about her. He bent down and picked up Meng Yinting, who was sweating from the pain, and rushed out the door, with Song Shishi following closely behind him.
The old woman's cries attracted the neighbors around.
Song Shishi had no time to explain, so she could only shout at the top of her voice: "Make way, everyone, make way, my sister is about to give birth."
When everyone saw this, they hurriedly made way for them.
In the room, Lin Yaowen's mother was still sitting on the ground, slapping her thigh and yelling.
But Meng Xunzhou and Song Shishi had already got in the car and rushed to the hospital with Meng Yinting.
As for the noisy discussions, they had no intention of paying attention to them at this moment.
On the way, Meng Yinting sobbed in pain.
Song Shishi held her hand tightly and comforted her softly: "Yinting, don't be afraid, we will be at the hospital soon, just hold on."
When she arrived at the hospital, Meng Yinting was quickly pushed into the delivery room.
Meng Xunzhou paced anxiously outside the delivery room, while Song Shishi kept praying that Meng Yinting could give birth safely.
Song Shishi suddenly remembered that they came out in such a hurry that they didn't bring anything with them.
If the child comes out later, there won’t even be a blanket to hug him.
It’s so cold today, won’t the children be frozen?
Thinking of this, she turned around and was about to walk out.
Meng Xunzhou grabbed her and said, "Wife, where are you going?"
When he learned that she was going to buy things for the child, Meng Xunzhou said, "It's cold outside, you wait here, I'll drive over and buy it faster."
Song Shishi thought what he said made sense and nodded in agreement.
While waiting, Fu Shuxian, Meng Guanru, and Meng Yinting's parents all arrived.
It was obvious that Meng Xunzhou had called to inform them.
But Lin Yaowen was nowhere to be seen, let alone the old woman.
Meng Xunzhou had just returned from shopping when he heard a baby crying in the delivery room.
The nurse came out holding the baby and said with a smile: "Congratulations, it's a big fat boy."
When Meng Yinting's parents heard this, they immediately came over with smiles on their faces.
Meng Xunzhou took out the quilt he had just bought from the package and wrapped the child carefully. The whole family surrounded the little person, full of joy.
But Song Shishi kept frowning and kept looking into the delivery room.
Although the child was fine, she was still worried because Meng Yinting hadn't come out yet.
After Meng Xunzhou handed the things to his parents, he walked over to her and held her in his arms.
"Yinting will definitely be fine. You don't have to worry too much."
Song Shishi leaned her head gently on his chest and said in a muffled voice: "People say that giving birth is like going through the gates of hell. If you are lucky, both mother and child will be safe. If not..."
She couldn't say the rest.
Meng Xunzhou patted her back and comforted her softly, "Don't let your imagination run wild. When the nurse came out just now, she didn't say anything, which means Yinting is fine. Don't scare yourself."
After saying that, he held the food box in his hand in front of Song Shishi.
"You haven't had dinner yet. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"
Song Shishi shook her head: "I can't eat, aren't you hungry too?"
"If you don't eat, I won't eat either. I'll wait for you to eat together."
Meng Xunzhou tucked her cold hands into his clothes, hugged her tighter, and gently kissed her on the forehead.
Meng Yinting was quickly pushed out and sent to the ward.
At this time, Zheng Peilan hurried over carrying the stewed chicken soup.
"Yinting, how do you feel now?
I heard from Xunzhou that you didn't even have dinner before giving birth, so I specially cooked this old hen soup before coming here.
Come on, take a couple of sips of the soup while it's still hot."
As Zheng Peilan spoke, she opened the tightly wrapped small porcelain bowl of soup.
Seeing this, Meng Yinting's parents came forward with gratitude.
"Shishi's mom, you are so thoughtful. This is what we should have done, but you have to worry about all this. I feel so sorry."
"That's right, look at how much this old hen costs, just consider it as what I bought."
After saying this, my aunt lowered her head and tried to take money out of her waist pocket.
Zheng Peilan grabbed her hand that was about to take out money.
"Forget it, they are all children we have watched grow up, no need to be so polite."
The eldest aunt thought about it and nodded, "Okay, I'll treat your family to a meal later. If it weren't for Shishi and Xunzhou today, who knows what would have happened to Yinting."
"Yes, we always ask to go see her, but she never lets us. This child is always like this, she doesn't want us to worry, but..."
As the uncle spoke, his voice began to choke.
Song Shishi looked at her uncle and aunt and guessed that Meng Xunzhou might have told them everything that happened today.
"We are all family, how can we just watch Yinting suffer? If it were you, we should ask Xiaolin about it when he gets here."
Fu Shuxian carefully placed the child next to Meng Yinting, then came over with an angry look on her face.
"He really should give an explanation. My daughter didn't marry into his family to be treated unfairly."
My uncle also looked angry.
As the elders were talking, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.
Everyone turned around and saw Lin Yaowen walking in, sweating and panting.
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