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Chapter 522 New life is new hope

"The mattress is red, please come in quickly." An aunt who was looking after the midwife shouted into the hall through the curtain, causing a rush in the yard.

Not long after, an old woman with a white handkerchief wrapped around her head walked into the yard, surrounded by her two young daughters-in-law.

The old woman entered the room to take a look at the situation, opened the curtain and came out to give instructions: "The mother is in labor[1], please prepare yourself, and call some sisters-in-law to come over and help."

The soldier's father listened to the instructions and started working with his sons, nephews, uncles and brothers. He boiled water and prepared meals. Sisters-in-law and daughters-in-law also helped by taking their own soft rags that had not been sewn into patches and pressing the bottom of the box.

He took out the white birth cloth that he was reluctant to use and gave it to the old woman to prepare for delivery.

The sun passed through the zenith and slowly set toward the west.

"Ah..." A low growl came from the house into the yard. I guess it was the voice of a warrior.

"Save your strength, there will be times when you need to work harder later." The old woman's voice came to Wang Chengzhu's ears.

"Woooo..."

It was completely dark and soybean oil lamps were lit in the house.

On weekdays, most people in the village are asleep at this time. Firstly, they sleep to fight hunger, and secondly, they are reluctant to part with the little lamp oil.

But today is different. The soldier is about to have a younger brother or sister. Although his father feels sorry for his wealth, he feels even more sorry for his wife who has given birth to children for many years. He lit three oil lamps and gave half a basin of sugar water to make eggs to the delivery room.

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"Ah!" A short and heartbreaking cry of pain, accompanied by a series of shouts such as "The head is coming out, hold it hard, damn hard.", "Here comes the hot water", etc., lasted for more than ten years.

minute.

"Wow..." A clear cry came from the back room. The soldier's father, who was pacing back and forth in the yard, suddenly stopped. He wanted to go into the house to ask if he had given birth and if the baby was okay, but because of the

The old woman who was a generation older than him did not come out to let him in, so she could only stand eagerly in front of the ajar door and look around.

"Squeak" the door was opened, and a young daughter-in-law came out with half a basin of hot water dyed red, and gave the male owner a reassurance: "Mother and child are safe."


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