"Yes, my brother Huai Jin treats me the best. It was he who asked me to come to the hospital to give birth this time. He said it would be safer in the hospital and he could take good care of me. He was worried about my health."
Song Lan said a lot of things, all praising Fu Huaijin for how good he was to her.
Fang Cuihua touched her belly, her eyes filled with sadness.
"Then you must want to give birth to a son for him."
Song Lan took over the conversation and said with deep emotion: "Of course, I want to give birth to a son for Brother Huaijin. One is not enough, I have to have several more. He will definitely be a good father."
Fang Cuihua was silent, touching her belly with a hint of determination on her face.
She has already given birth to three daughters. If she doesn't give birth to a son this time, how can she be worthy of the Yuan family and her role as the head of the family?
Fang Cuihua is very thin, almost skinny, with not much flesh on her body. Her belly is hidden under her clothes. If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell that she is a pregnant woman who is about to give birth.
Song Lan disagreed. She didn't care what happened to Fang Cuihua. She had Fu Huaijin's caring care, and she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.
Fang Cuihua's husband hadn't come to see her in the past two days. She knew it but still pretended to ask, "Cuihua, why isn't your husband here to see you when you're about to give birth?"
Fang Cuihua's face flushed red, and she didn't even dare to look at Song Lan. She said timidly, "He's been busy in the fields these days and can't leave."
"I'm just busy. It's such a big deal for my wife to give birth, so I should still come and see her." Song Lan seemed not to notice Fang Cuihua's helplessness.
Song Lan's seemingly unintentional action left Fang Cuihua speechless for a moment.
She still remembered what the man and her mother-in-law said.
I have already given birth to three girls. Who knows if the next one will be another money-losing one?
We have already spent money to let her go to the hospital to give birth, and she still wants someone to accompany her. She doesn't care about the work in the fields, and she still has to support these three money-losing things. How can she not work?
Which woman is so precious that she has to spend money to go to the hospital to give birth? When I gave birth to my eldest son, I gave birth to him in the field, and he still survived.
These words were said by her mother-in-law.
Her man was listening next to her and didn't refute it, probably because he thought it was true.
[Cuihua, go and give birth to a baby, but you must give me a son. I can't let my family be cut off in this life.]
[It has to be a son. Once you give birth to a son, I'll be able to stand up straight and see who will laugh at us.]
[Cuihua, it must be a son, it must be a son.]
Yuan Da held Fang Cuihua's wrist tightly, with a somewhat crazy look on his face, and was still muttering about his son.
Fang Cuihua was suddenly awakened and seemed to feel a dull pain in her wrist.
If the village barefoot doctor had not said that her pregnancy was dangerous and she had to be sent to the hospital to give birth safely, she would have given birth to the baby safely.
The Yuan family was not willing to spend the money. It was the barefoot doctor who said that if this was a son, and he couldn't be born at home, it would mean two deaths.
The barefoot doctor spoke so seriously just to buy Fang Cuihua a chance to survive.
These days, if a woman in the village can’t give birth at home, both the woman and the baby will die.
In order to have a son, Yuan Da gritted his teeth, contacted Fang Cuihua's elder sister who had married into the city, and sent Fang Cuihua to the hospital.
After entering the hospital, Yuan Da just looked at her belly and said that if she was going to give birth, he would send someone to notify the village and then come up.
I'm afraid he came here just for his son.
Fang Cuihua was like a madman, pinning all her hopes on this pregnancy. As long as it was a son, she would have fulfilled her duty as a woman and would be able to carry on the Yuan family line.
Fang Cuihua came to the ward two days earlier than Song Lan, but the baby in her belly did not move, and she became more and more anxious. Every day, her eldest sister would bring her meals, let her eat, and then leave in a hurry.
Sister Fang also has a family. Not only does she have to go to work every day, but she also has to take care of the man and children at home.
I'm too busy, so it's great that you can come and deliver meals every day.
"Cuihua, your daughter Dadi is already twelve years old. You should ask her to come up and take care of you. I am busy all day and sometimes I can't take care of you."
"Sister, the house is busy. Dadi has to help with the chores and cook for my mother-in-law and the others." Fang Cuihua didn't feel that as a pregnant woman, she should be taken care of by someone.
The Yuan family had already paid for her to give birth in the hospital, which was much better than many other women, and she was very satisfied.
Fang Cuihua fell ill very quickly. In the morning, after Sister Fang hurriedly brought food, she was about to leave when she encountered Fang Cuihua having a stomachache.
She was soon sent to the delivery room. Fang Cuihua's baby screamed continuously, but the sound insulation was poor and people outside the door could hear it.
Sister Fang didn't dare to leave at this moment. Just then, she met her own son coming over. She quickly asked him to ask his father to go to the village to call Yuan Da.
The wife is giving birth, how can the husband not be there to watch over her?
There were constant screams from inside, and Fang Cuihua's birth was particularly difficult.
It's been three hours and the baby hasn't been born yet.
Sister Fang looked a little flustered. She really loved her younger sister. She had been loved by her brothers and sisters since she was a child, and her younger sister was also sensible.
Who would have thought that after getting married, she would even neglect her health in order to have a son.
The screams in the delivery room gradually became quieter, and Sister Fang's heart ached.
Normally, since she had already given birth to three children, this one should have been a smooth birth. Who knew it would be so difficult?
Sister Fang was staring intently at the delivery room when three people came to the door making a lot of noise. She started shouting, "Cuihua, Cuihua."
Is it Yuan Dahe and his mother, or Fang Cuihua's eldest daughter Yuan Dadi.
Mrs. Qiu was yelling in the hospital, no matter what the occasion was.
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