I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Ji Xiaobei placed a bamboo pole on top of the big-bellied stove and asked Caixia to hang the diapers on the pole.

Caixia was stunned, Miss Ji was truly amazing!

When everything was tidied, Mrs. Lin came in holding the child.

A warm breath came towards me.

The room is warm.

"This, you..." Mrs. Lin was so frightened that she almost dropped the child in her arms.

"Mom, use this to keep warm in the future. You don't have to worry about diapers anymore, they can all be dried!" Ji Xiaobei took the child and said with a smile.

Mrs. Lin was distressed and surprised: "Well, Caixia, ask Xiaozhuo to buy some charcoal."

"We have enough charcoal at home, no need to buy more!" said Ji Xiaobei.

"I just poured three baskets of charcoal in there. We only have that much charcoal at home. Doesn't your stove waste any charcoal?"

Mrs. Lin was shocked.

Ji Xiaobei smiled.

Just now, she added two large pieces of coal while Caixia was not paying attention.

Zheng Guo prepared coal for her in the space.

She planned to burn more coal, after all, the charcoal would be burned out soon.

For several days, Mrs. Lin stared at the charcoal pile, and sure enough, not much had burned.

She was so curious about what kind of stove Xiaobei got. The charcoal could burn for a long time without going out. It was really magical.

It's cold now, and the chickens in the backyard haven't laid any eggs yet.

But Ji Xiaobei could pick up eggs every time he went there, and in autumn, they only laid one egg a day.

As winter approaches, they lay more eggs.

It's really strange. When it's cold, people don't like to lay eggs. No, people don't like to move, but chickens love to lay eggs.

The same chicken lays three eggs a day in freezing cold weather.

Mrs. Lin found it easier to accept this fact. After all, when Xiaobei was in Jijia Bay, the most chickens he bought laid eight eggs a day.

She calmly accepted the fact that the coals went into the big-bellied stove and stayed on all night.

Everyone in the workshop thinks that the boss has great abilities.

It's a good thing that the boss is capable, so they don't ask too many questions and just want to get their salary.

When you have nothing to do, help hug the young men and women and enjoy the warmth in the house.

Other people’s children, wearing thick clothes, can’t even sit up.

Guoguo and Zheng were in the warm room, wearing small jackets, kicking their legs and having a lot of fun.

Ji Xiaobei was teasing the child in the house.

Caixia ran in hurriedly.

"Miss Ji, someone came to the Ruo Mansion and said that Madam Ruo is about to give birth and has been in pain for a day and a night. I want you to go over and take a look!" Caixia said with red eyes.

It turned out that Jiaojiao had been trying to give birth for a whole day and night but still couldn’t.

Invite everyone from the Imperial Hospital.

Ji Xiaobei hurriedly asked someone to go to South City to invite Huang Po.

She rushed to Ruo's house in a hurry, and Huang Po also arrived at the right time.

The two of them walked in together.

As soon as I stepped into the backyard, I saw maids and old women standing in the yard, all with their heads down and bitter faces, their cheeks red from the cold.

There was white frost on Ruo Xiaolian's beard, and he walked around with his hands behind his back.

When he saw Ji Xiaobei coming, his eyes turned red and his lips trembled as he said, "Sister, Jiaojiao can't give birth. The people in the Imperial Hospital said that we can only leave it to fate..."

After saying that, he fainted with a plop.

Ji Xiaobei: Damn it, you’re a grown man, can you do this?

Just as Huang Po was about to bend down to look at him, she was stopped by Ji Xiaobei.

"Carry him into the house and give him some ginger soup!" After saying that, he pulled Huang Po into the house.

Jiaojiao has been tortured to the point of being on the verge of death.

Five or six midwives stood by, helpless, and nervously watched the person lying on the bed in excruciating pain.

Her face was pale, her lips were purple, and the mattress beneath her was soaked.

"Jiaojiao..." Ji Xiaobei almost cried.

"Sister, I can't do it anymore, baby... I can't do it anymore..." Jiaojiao muttered to herself tiredly, her breath was weak.

"No, Jiaojiao, I'm sure I'll be fine. Hang in there. Huang Po, hurry up..."

Ji Xiaobei held back his tears and held Jiaojiao's hand.

"Don't talk! Drink some water."

Ji Xiaobei took the water from the maid, put glucose in the water and fed it to her.

Mrs. Huang gave her an acupuncture injection and helped her to breathe.

"Miss Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, try again..." Grandma Huang comforted her while gently pressing her belly.

The midwives all shook their heads and were unwilling to go forward. The patient was already beyond help. If something happened, who would be able to take responsibility? Now, if the patient died, they would put the blame on the country woman in front of them.

Jiaojiao tried hard, but to no avail.

Mrs. Huang looked at Ji Xiaobei and shook her head gently.

Jiaojiao didn't want to try anymore and closed her eyes in despair.

Ji Xiaobei thought about the time when he gave birth to Zheng Zheng Guoguo, and he almost lost his life.

No, Jiaojiao must not be allowed to die.

When I arrived in Anzhou, Jiaojiao treated me like her own sister.

I have sent you countless soups and various rare nutritional supplements.

Jiaojiao was not trying to curry favor with Ji Xiaobei just because he supplied goods to the shop. She treated Ji Xiaobei sincerely.

Ji Xiaobei can feel whether it is sincere or insincere.

The two of them even joked that they would become relatives in the future.

Ji Xiaobei wiped her tears and calmed herself down. She suddenly remembered that before she gave birth, Zheng Guo seemed to have placed oxytocin in the space, along with instructions for use.

She was strong and the delivery went smoothly, so it was not used.

She hurried to the space to look for it, and sure enough, the injections were all there.

A set of scalpels was also found.

She said to the midwives, "You go out first!"

The midwives felt relieved, walked out and closed the door.

She said solemnly, "Grandma Huang, have you read all the books I gave you before you gave birth?"

Huang Po nodded, not understanding why.

"When a woman has a difficult birth, what should she do? Do you understand?"

Ji Xiaobei asked, she remembered there were illustrations in the book.

"Ah... I... want to commit seppuku... No, I can't, that would be like murder!"

Mrs. Huang was very panicked. She wanted to be a kind doctor and she couldn't do such a thing.

"Mrs. Huang, get ready. I'm going to give Jiaojiao an injection to induce labor. If it still doesn't work, we'll have to do a caesarean section!"

Ji Xiaobei said firmly.

"Ah... Caesarean section... Jiaojiao won't survive..."

Huang Po was terrified. Xiaobei was really bold. Would Xiaolian agree? No matter what, we have to protect the adults first. If you keep the green mountains, you will never worry about lack of firewood.

She held Xiaobei's hand and advised: "Bei, don't do anything stupid. This is the wife of the Ruo family. If anything happens, they will not forgive you..."

Ji Xiaobei pried her hands apart, took out a syringe, filled it with medicine, and gave Jiaojiao an injection skillfully.

Mrs. Huang was so frightened that she was shaking all over. What kind of operation was this?

Ji Xiaobei thought to himself: Fortunately, I have given Xiaoyaozi many injections, so I am not nervous at all this time.

After a while, Jiaojiao's stomach started to move.

Xiaobei held her hand and guided her to exert force regularly...

Jiaojiao cried and wailed while trying hard.

"Miss Jiaojiao, do it again, it's almost there, it's almost there, it's showing..." Grandma Huang shouted excitedly.

A quarter of an hour passed and the child still hadn't come down.

Huang Po and Ji Xiaobei were both anxious. If this continued, the child might suffocate.

"Mrs. Huang, get the scalpel! Episiotomy..." Ji Xiaobei shouted.

"Ah... episiotomy, episiotomy... where?"

Mrs. Huang's hands were shaking with nervousness as she looked at Jiaojiao's waist.