Ma Chunhua heard it clearly this time, and she was sure that only she could hear the sound.
After looking around for a while, I vaguely felt that the sound was coming from the purple-glowing egg at the head of the kang, but when I came closer to check it, I looked around and slapped it, but there was no sound at all.
At this time, Zhang Wende ran into the room with a cry, "Mom, please go and see Yulan, the child, the child..."
When Ma Chunhua heard this, she thought for a moment that the house was leaking and it rained all night, so she could do whatever she wanted.
He frowned and looked up at the flustered boss, and scolded him in a cold tone: "You're a grown man, don't just cry and moan about everything, you don't have any sense of responsibility as a man."
After scolding the boss, he hurriedly walked into the delivery room without giving the boss time to react.
Mrs. Wang was also a little panicked now. She was standing alone on the axis of the delivery room. She looked up and saw Mrs. Zhang coming in. She put her hands on her hands and said anxiously: "What should we do? The eldest daughter-in-law's fetus is not in the right position and her cervix is not opened, so she can't give birth."
Ma Chunhua's eyes rolled, and she could see the shortcomings of the old woman's forbearance. She pointed at Mrs. Wang arrogantly and said, "Can you do it? Just now you asked me for the birth fee, but I didn't even bother to pay. Now you tell me that the fetal position is incorrect. The cervix does not open?"
Mrs. Wang was caught and ridiculed by Mrs. Zhang, and she was so ashamed that she couldn't help but say, "Sister, it's not that my old lady is not careful. As the old saying goes, seven will live and eight will not live. Aren't I afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?"
Ma Chunhua was a little unbelievable that this could be said from the mouth of an experienced old woman. In fact, from a medical point of view, most children who survive in seven months are due to maternal factors. The child has a higher chance of being healthy, but eight-month-old children It is caused by organic disease, and the survival rate of most children is low. Is Mrs. Wang afraid of taking responsibility?
Ma Chunhua still didn't believe this old saying, so she explained the truth and encouraged Mrs. Wang to go all out according to the experience she had accumulated over the years.
Mrs. Wang couldn't believe it. When did she become so discerning between right and wrong? Is this still the messy Mrs. Zhang she knew?
Ma Chunhua stretched out her hand and shook it to bring the dazed Mrs. Wang back to her senses, "I will be your assistant and you will do the operation. We will work together to correct the baby's fetal position and give birth smoothly."
Mrs. Wang saw the determined light in Ma Chunhua's eyes, and she seemed to get an encouraging force from her body. She regained her composure and said, "In that case, I have a packet of birth-inducing powder. Can I give it to the eldest daughter-in-law first?"
Ma Chunhua was a little surprised. This old woman was not as greedy for money as others said, but she was so generous that she could give away her money-making tools for free?
She confirmed again with a skeptical attitude, "Mrs. Wang, what you mean by this is that I think you gave it to me for free, and I won't admit it if I regret it later."
Mrs. Wang blushed and said with shame: "No, the boss's wife is in a dangerous situation today. Fortunately, you are the backbone of the mother-in-law. Your self-confidence has given me a lot of courage. I am also generous. I will get this medicine powder for free." delivered?"
The two old women looked at each other and smiled, and used the medicinal powder on Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Wang picked up a large rolling pin and came out. Ma Chunhua was so frightened that she stopped her.
As far as I know, when women gave birth in ancient times, the midwives who delivered the babies used a rolling pin as an auxiliary tool, and the pregnant women were tortured unspeakably.
"What are you doing, with such a big rolling pin, you want to kill my daughter-in-law?"
Ma Chunhua suddenly and openly supported her daughter-in-law. Even Zhao, who was struggling in pain, was shocked?
Mrs. Wang thought that holding a rolling pin was a common thing, so when someone stopped her, she looked at her sullen face in surprise, and regretted that she had misunderstood her character just now.
Ma Chunhua saw Mrs. Wang's surprise and continued: "I know a massage technique. You can try it. If it works, will it be good for you to deliver babies in the future?"
Mrs. Wang was doubtful. Would she be so kind?
"You're not so annoying that you want to take advantage of your daughter-in-law, are you? Why did I generously give you medicinal powder just now?"
Ma Chunhua ignored her question, "I told you to listen carefully and don't wait until it's too late."
Mrs. Wang was instantly shocked by her unique aura and couldn't help but listen to her words.
Ma Chunhua explained in detail the external inversion technique that she had learned but had no time to practice. Mrs. Wang's eyes were as wide as bells. At first she thought she was wasting time, but through her careful and repeated operations, the effect was indeed remarkable.
A knowing smile appeared on Mrs. Wang's face, she opened her mouth and smiled awkwardly: "Sister Zhang, where did you learn this novel technique that is so effective?"
Ma Chunhua's face was filled with a proud look, and she smiled mysteriously: "You just said that I am a mother of six children. This is a method I figured out on my own."
Mrs. Wang could tell that she was taking revenge on herself, and she spat lightly with disdain, "Huh, let's not say it's a knock on me. Anyway, I learned how to deliver babies in the future and give pregnant women an extra layer of protection?"
Ma Chunhua never expected that Mrs. Wang, a person who loves money, would be so kind-hearted. She learned new technologies not to increase her own popularity, but to provide more protection for all pregnant women?
This guy is awesome!
"The time is coming, and the little master will enter the mortal world to undergo reincarnation and calamity!"
The voice reached Ma Chunhua's ears again, and she panicked again. She looked up at Zhao's painful efforts, and Mrs. Wang was shouting: "Old man, try harder, your head will come out soon..."
Ma Chunhua held Zhao's hand tightly and wondered for a while, could she have some kind of telepathy with this granddaughter?
Seeing that the two people in front of her were still so calm, it turned out that only she could hear this familiar voice. Another milky voice came to mind in her ears: "Xiaohua, Xiaoqing, this princess is ready, you two are not allowed to be lazy. , practice quickly?"
"Little princess, don't worry about reincarnation, we two brothers will transform into shape as soon as possible!" Two voices thought at the same time.
What the hell are Princess, Xiaohua, and Xiaoqing?
Could it be that the precious granddaughter in this life is some kind of alien princess? A golden finger gifted by God?
No matter, since she has come to the Zhang family, she is her precious granddaughter and a member of the old Zhang family.
The baby's cry brought her mind back to reality.
Mrs. Wang cut the umbilical cord short, wetted the handkerchief with hot water and simply handled the baby, then swaddled the baby in one go in a very skillful manner.
The weak Mrs. Zhao held herself up and looked at Mrs. Wang, "Is it your son or..."
She actually wanted to ask if she was a son or a daughter, but the word daughter was spinning in her mind, but she didn't have the courage to say it.
Mrs. Wang looked at Mrs. Zhao with a sympathetic look. She didn't say anything but she already explained the problem.
Ma Chunhua stretched out her hand and held the child in her arms stiffly. She had no experience!
God, please help me, teach me how to hold a baby?
God didn't respond, and soon her motherly instinct made her find a way.
The little person in her arms was soft and waxy, with a small face wrinkled together. It was different from the baby in Ma Chunhua's impression, but thinking of the alien princess, her heart blossomed with joy. Her precious granddaughter was a fairy, the lucky treasure of the Zhang family.
"What a cute baby! He is so handsome!"
Hearing Mrs. Zhang's praise, Mrs. Wang was a little confused. Was she the eldest grandson of her own imagination due to stimulation? This chapter has been completed!