When Mrs. Zhao heard the scolding, she shed even more tears.
Su Xiaolu looked at Mrs. Zhao who was crying, and when she heard the scolding of an old woman, she felt like shit in her heart.
She was living in the 21st century. She had studied Chinese medicine for twenty-six years. On her way to have a late-night snack, she was hit and killed by a car that rushed onto the sidewalk.
Unexpectedly, when she regained consciousness again, she turned out to be a baby.
Catching up with the trend of time travel and rebirth, she had a miscarriage and even traveled to ancient times.
The current situation is very bad.
In ancient times, where sons were valued over daughters, her birth was not a good thing. From the old woman's scolding, she knew that there were people who wished she would die just after she was born.
Vaguely, Su Xiaolu felt that something was wrong with Zhao, and her strong intuition told her that Zhao was in danger.
Thinking of her own birth, Su Xiaolu quickly thought of postpartum hemorrhage!
But now she is a baby, unable to speak, and no one else in the family can count on her. Su Xiaolu's eyes fell on the little girl next to Zhao. Just now she heard that the little girl was called Zhao's mother, and Zhao's name was
Her third sister, so this is her third sister.
Who can save Mrs. Zhao? I'm afraid she is the only one, but she can't speak. How to let this third sister know that her mother is in danger at this time? Su Xiaolu couldn't think of a way, so she held back enough breath and opened her mouth to cry.
Zhao's thoughts were recalled, and her mother's consciousness made her raise her hand to pat her daughter: "Fourth sister, be good, don't cry... don't cry..."
Su Sanmei also came to her senses and climbed onto the bed sensibly to help Zhao coax her sister.
"Sister, be obedient, don't cry, don't cry, sister will hug you."
Su Sanmei knelt on the inside of the bed, carefully holding Su Xiaolu and coaxing her.
Su Xiaolu kept crying, her face turned red, and she didn't stop when she wasn't angry enough. Her crying was so loud that it drowned out Wang's curses.
Fortunately she is healthy and has a loud voice.
"Whoaaah——"
Her crying made Mrs. Zhao's heart twitch. She was afraid that her fourth daughter might have some disease. She knew that she couldn't rely on her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, so she gently pulled Su Sanmei's sleeve and said weakly.
: "Third sister, leave fourth sister with mother and go to the fields to call your father back."
Su Sanmei was very obedient, put down Su Xiaolu, turned over Zhao's body and got out of bed, then quickly opened the door and ran out.
Seeing that Su Sanmei had gone to bring in reinforcements, Su Xiaolu stopped crying.
Mrs. Wang in the main room kept cursing.
"You loser star, cry and cry to death. If you cry again, I will come over and cover you to death..."
"You lose money, I'll cry to you and shut you up, you short-lived devil."
Mrs. Wang scolded her harshly, and Mrs. Zhao felt very distressed after hearing this.
While sobbing, she patted Su Xiaolu and said in a low voice: "My fourth sister is a good boy. She wants to grow up healthy and live a long life..."
Su Xiaolu stopped crying and trembling, feeling uncomfortable in her heart. She could feel Zhao's tender love. No matter whether the family welcomed her or not, her mother would definitely welcome her.
But under the current situation, it's hard to say whether she can live and grow up.
Being a baby is too passive. Zhao's situation is so dangerous that she can even feel her life passing by slowly.
She was so anxious that her vision suddenly went dark.
She arrived in a strange place immediately. She was lying beside a small spring, surrounded by two pieces of black soil. She was still a baby, but something was different.
Thinking of the novel I once read, could this be space?
She thought silently in her mind to go out, but her vision went dark again. When she opened her eyes again, Mrs. Zhao was beside her, her eyes closed, and her hands were still subconsciously patting her.
Su Xiaolu silently entered the space again. When she opened her eyes again, she was lying by the spring again.
She took a deep breath, and the air was full of spiritual energy. This place was a treasure, the air was full of spiritual energy, and so were the land and the spring water. It would be great if Mrs. Zhao could drink some of this spiritual spring water.
Su Xiaolu silently read out the space and tried it secretly.
Finally, she silently chanted the spirit spring water. She felt that her fingers were wet. She struggled hard. Li didn't tie her up, so she quickly waved her hands and lifted them out. She held her thumb in her mouth and tasted it.
The taste of sweet spring water comes.
Looking at Madam Zhao with her eyes closed, Su Xiaolu stretched her hand towards her mouth with difficulty.
Perhaps she is too young and weak now, so the water from the spiritual spring only comes out drop by drop.
After moistening Zhao's mouth, Zhao licked her lips, almost licking the water stains on her lips. She was so tired that she couldn't open her eyelids, and she felt her lips were cold in a daze.
She licked subconsciously.
It's water. She really wants to drink water.
The water was so sweet and warm. When she entered her lower abdomen, she felt a warm power nourishing her. She gradually gained strength after being exhausted. She opened her eyes and found her little daughter's little hand on her mouth.
At the same time, Mrs. Zhao was startled and quickly pushed Su Xiaolu's hand away.
After checking that her little daughter's hand was safe, Ms. Zhao apologized guiltily: "I'm sorry, fourth sister, but my mother is crazy. She was so hungry that she almost ate your hand."
After Su Xiaolu fed Ms. Zhao about a small bowl of Lingquan water, she felt very tired and sleepy, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
She hoped that the spiritual spring water would be useful and could support Zhao until Su Sanmei came back to find her biological father. She wanted to see it with her own eyes, but she couldn't resist and fell asleep.
Mrs. Zhao looked at the sleeping Su Xiaolu with tender and guilty eyes, blaming her for being useless. Her little daughter has not had a sip of her milk since she was born.
She had some strength now, but she still couldn't get up. After giving birth, there was no one to help her clean her body. She looked at the dark roof and sighed.
Over in the main room, the cursing never stopped.
Mrs. Zhao gave birth to a daughter this time, which made her mother-in-law Wang very dissatisfied. She scolded Mrs. Zhao inside and out, including the four children she gave birth to.
Mrs. Zhao could not scold her mother-in-law and could only cry silently.
Su Sanmei ran to the field, while the three brothers Su Sanlang, Su Dalang and Su Erlang were collecting gold and jade sticks in the field. Mr. Su took the lead with his sons.
In addition, Su Sanlang's two silly sons are also helping with the work.
When Su Sanmei got to the field, she shouted loudly: "Dad, Dad, please go back and take a look. Mom and my little sister are both very uncomfortable."
Su Sanlang emerged from the ground with a large basket on his back, his dark face covered with sweat. He looked worried at this moment: "What's wrong with your mother?"
Su Sanlang didn't pay attention to Su Sanmei's statement that Zhao had given birth to a daughter, but paid attention to Zhao's body.
Mr. Su also came out. He said with a gloomy face: "What's so good about it? Another girl is born to make money. The third child is not allowed to go. Do your job well."
When he heard that a girl had been born, Mr. Su cursed in his heart that it was bad luck. He thought that the third bedroom already had four children, but they were all gone. Mr. Su knew that the third bedroom was useless.