The young couple from the farm fights back

A few days after the spring plowing and transplanting of rice seedlings, Zhao, who was almost eight months pregnant, had a stomachache.

As night was falling, Zhou Chunfeng and Jiang Li were having dinner in the kitchen with their children when they heard Dashuan knocking anxiously on the door outside the courtyard.

"Brother, sister-in-law, sister-in-law~"

Zhou Chunfeng frowned, put down his bowl and chopsticks, motioning Jiang Li and the child to continue eating, and then he stood up and went to open the door.

Jiang Li felt that Dashuan coming at this hour must be something big.

As soon as Zhou Chunfeng left the kitchen, Jiang Li put down his bowl and chopsticks and gestured to his two eldest sons.

"Brother Que, Brother Heng, please watch over your brother while he eats."

"Yes, aunt."

"it is good."

Aowu was squatting in the corner chewing on a bun. Upon hearing this, he raised his head, stuck out his tongue and wagged his tail twice.

As the gate outside opened, Dashuan strode in anxiously: "Brother, is my sister-in-law here? I, my wife-in-law..."

Jiang Li's body stiffened as he stepped out of the kitchen: "What's wrong with my sister-in-law? Are you feeling unwell?"

Dashuan saw Jiang Li and hurried forward, kneeling heavily in front of her: "Sister-in-law, please, please save my wife, sister-in-law, I kowtow to you."

Jiang Li was shocked. Zhou Chunfeng's face darkened slightly. He turned around and grabbed him.

Seeing this, Jiang Li guessed that something had happened to Zhao and the fetus in her womb.

The situation was urgent and there was no time to waste, so he said, "I'll go back to the house to get the medicine box and go with you."

"Thank you, sister-in-law. Thank you, sister-in-law." Dashuan nodded gratefully.

Zhou Chunfeng glanced at the old man from the side, and it seemed that he was afraid that his wife was in trouble. Thinking about what Jiang Li had said about Zhao and the ending of Dashuan, his attitude towards this little brother couldn't help but soften a little.

Patting him on the shoulder, she said, "Hold on. Your family still needs a grown man like you to support it."

Dashuan nodded again and again, his eyes reddened as the grown man, he really had no idea what to do.

That afternoon, his wife had a stomachache. I calculated that the baby would take at least a month or two to come out. I thought his wife must have been exhausted from helping with trivial chores at home these days, so I told her to go back to the house and lie down. Then I made her some egg soup.

Unexpectedly, his wife had spotting again not long after, and the situation was getting worse. His parents first asked him to go to the clan to fetch his aunt, fearing that the child was born prematurely, but his aunt came to check and said that the child in his wife's belly had already died and was stillborn.

He also said that his wife believed the slander of others and became pregnant with a dead fetus for many months. Not only would both the adult and the child die, but the family would also suffer bad luck in the future.

Dashuan didn't believe that his wife was carrying a dead fetus. It was obvious that his sister-in-law often came to their house to take his wife's pulse, and even his wife said that the baby in her belly was strong and active, so how could it be a dead fetus?

The aunt insisted on rubbing the fetus out of her daughter-in-law's belly, but Dashuan said she didn't want to do it no matter what. Then he suddenly thought of Jiang Li and hurried to find her.

Jiang Li followed Dashuan and hurried to their house. Before entering the courtyard, they heard Zhao's hysterical crying and the conversation between Uncle Zhou and Aunt Hu in a gentle voice trying to comfort her aunt.

The old woman rolled up her sleeves, but was stopped outside the door, she was furious. If it weren't for the fact that they were relatives of the same clan, I would have thought she wanted to get involved in this trivial matter.

Zhou Laoer is so ungrateful. If he gets into trouble later, don’t blame her, his aunt, for not giving him any advice.

Unexpectedly, she looked up and saw that brat Dashuan, who had brought that worthless woman from the Zhou family's first wife. She turned her face away in anger and said, "Well, well, well, you are a family of ungrateful people. Today, I want to see if the king of heaven can come and save your family."

The aunt spoke harshly, which made Uncle Zhou and Aunt Hu feel uncomfortable, but they still wore humble smiles on their faces.

"We know that your aunt means well, but we have to give it a try," said Uncle Zhou Er.

"Heh~, give it a try. If you don't hurry up and get the dead fetus out of this stinky boy's wife's belly, your family will be in trouble!"

Jiang Li was also displeased when she heard the vicious curse from her aunt's mouth. She put on a frown and walked quickly into Zhao's second room.

Seeing this, the aunt was even more furious: "Hey, how could she let such an ignorant woman come in? Stop her quickly."

Seeing this, Aunt Hu quickly turned around and winked at Dashuan, and the three of them tried hard to stop their aunt outside the door.

Uncle Zhou Er and Aunt Hu regretted inviting their aunt earlier. They should have invited the woman from Chunfeng's family instead.

At that time, they thought that Dashuan's wife was giving birth prematurely, so they asked their aunt to come and deliver the baby. Who would have thought that this would lead to the premature death of the child?

"Aunt, please calm down. Chunfeng's family just went in to have a talk with Dashuan's wife. They will ask you to go in and induce labor for his wife right away, okay?" Aunt Hu persuaded kindly.

The old woman recalled the first snowy night before the New Year. When the brat Dashuan carried her here, she happened to see Boss Zhou coming with the child.

She had clearly heard the brat say that his wife had a miscarriage and then the fetus was saved. Could it be that the Zhou family's eldest wife was the one who cast the evil spell?

Humph~.

When my aunt thought about this, her chest heaved with anger.

In the past year, everyone in Shilitun knew that the two families, Zhou Dafang and Zhou Laoer, were close. They grew crops together, went up the mountain to pick yams together, and made a lot of money.

She had originally thought that she would ask Zhou Laoer and his wife for a generous sum of money for this abortion deal. Unexpectedly, she was blocked from making money by Zhou Laoda and his wife, who were both sorcerers. Her face turned ashen with anger.

Zhao was in so much pain that she almost fainted, but she knew she couldn't faint. Her aunt had insisted on having an abortion, and if the head of the household hadn't stopped her, she and the child would have been...

Finally seeing Jiang Li coming, she helplessly reached out and grabbed Jiang Li's clothes, begging weakly, "Sister-in-law, please, please, save me and the child."

Jiang Li put down the medicine box and observed Zhao's current complexion. The constant sweating and pale face were inevitable. After all, premature birth and bleeding were serious matters, and in modern times, they could be fatal in a matter of minutes.

"Hurry up and stop talking. Just hold your temper, understand?" Jiang Li soothed.

Tears rolled down Zhao's eyes. She and the head of the household placed all their hopes on her sister-in-law, biting her lip and nodding.

Jiang Li lifted the quilt from Zhao's body and touched the baby in her belly through her clothes. The baby seemed to be falling, but because Zhao's emotions were fluctuating so much at the moment, she had no idea if there were any signs of the fetus.

He quickly grasped Zhao's wrist and took her pulse. Her pulse was disordered and scattered, and the situation was worse than he had imagined.

Jiang Li untied Zhao's clothes without delay: "I'll give you acupuncture first, and then I'll let you exert more strength."

Zhao had no backbone at all. She just listened to Jiang Li's words and suppressed endless fear in her heart.

Jiang Li found several acupuncture points and inserted needles, then wiped Zhao clean with the hot water she had prepared earlier. She observed that her cervix was four fingers dilated, but time was of the essence and she had to help Zhao open her cervix quickly.

She poured some strong liquor to wash her hands, then reached into the palace.

Her action almost made Zhao faint from the pain. She bit her lower lip and it was bleeding. She stiffened her neck to hold on to her willpower. The veins on her forehead were exposed and she was sweating profusely.

Jiang Li washed his hands again, then pulled out two silver needles and inserted them into Zhao's forehead. He held Zhao's hand tightly and warned her, "Listen carefully. For the sake of the child and yourself, you must give birth to the child. Now is the time to exert your strength."

Zhao nodded, gritted her teeth, held Jiang Li's hand tightly, and tried her best to push all her strength into her abdomen.

"what!!!"

It was evening and the village was already quiet. When the neighbors heard Zhao's crying, they all knew that Uncle Zhou's daughter-in-law might not make it tonight. They had already heard the noise in the yard.

My aunt was listening to the noise inside outside the door and couldn't help but sneer. What's the point of giving birth to a fetus that can't survive?

She wanted to see what kind of ability the Zhou woman had and whether she could bring a dying fetus back to life. And the Zhao woman was also dying.