Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

"My two daughters-in-law are about to give birth, but how can our family afford to support so many people?" Old man Lin smoked a pipe, his face full of wrinkles.

Mrs. Lin roared:

"I don't care. This time, the eldest and second daughters-in-law are about to give birth. Whoever gives birth to a girl will be the hero of our Lin family.

If a family has a son, they will sell him off immediately!"

The Da Qi Dynasty, this year is the 350th year of the Da Qi calendar, and the country has been established for more than 300 years.

This year, the Great Qi Dynasty suffered a rare drought, and there has been no rain for several months.

The scorching sun mercilessly burned the earth, the rivers dried up, the wells dried up, and the crops in the fields had long since withered and turned yellow, leaving no harvest.

The people are facing a serious survival crisis, and Linjia Village is no exception. Now Linjia Village is on the road to escape famine.

The Lin family didn't favor girls over boys, but once a Taoist priest passed by the Lin family and asked for a bowl of water. After drinking it, he said, "I see from your face that you two are destined to have four sons."

When Old Man Lin heard this, he was startled at first, then nodded and said, "Indeed."

The Taoist priest smiled slightly, and then continued: "Not only that, there will be eight grandchildren coming later."

Old Man Lin nodded again, his eyes full of admiration for the Taoist priest's brilliant strategy.

The Taoist priest stroked his gray beard, his expression solemn, and looked deeply at Old Man Lin and his wife, then slowly said:

"I'm going to tell you something important, so please listen carefully.

If your family is lucky enough to give birth to a baby girl, then this girl is no ordinary person.

This girl will bring endless blessings and protection to your Lin family, making your life smooth and healthy, and everything goes well.

Not only that, even your Linjia Village depends on this little girl.

But remember, you must treat her well and never treat her unfairly.

If you dare to treat this girl badly and let her suffer any injustice, it will be disastrous.

The gods are enraged and have brought down disaster, and your Lin family will be doomed to eternal damnation."

The Lin family now has no other thoughts and only wants to have a baby girl.

The eldest daughter-in-law snorted coldly when she heard what Old Lady Lin said, "Humph! I must be carrying a girl in my belly. I had a dream a few days ago. I saw a golden light entering my belly. Just wait and see!"

Old Mrs. Lin's eyes lit up and she asked, "Old Master's wife, is what you said true or false?"

The eldest daughter-in-law gently touched her belly and said, "Of course it's true, mother, when have I ever told you a lie?"

Old Mrs. Lin patted her thigh and said, "My dear wife, our family depends on you. If we really give birth to a daughter, you will be the first to choose the delicious food and clothes for our family."

The eldest brother's wife nodded and looked at the second brother's wife, saying sarcastically, "Second brother's wife is pregnant too, maybe she will give birth to a daughter too?"

Old Lady Lin snorted coldly and said:

"As for her, she doesn't have such a good fate. Do you think she is destined to give birth to a daughter?

"Second brother, have you prepared the meal? My family is waiting for us to eat!"

The second daughter-in-law, Zhao Qiaoniang, is also nine months old, but she is obviously not treated as well as the eldest daughter-in-law. She likes sour food.

The gossipers in the village would poke her in the heart every day and remind her every now and then that this was a son.

If it was a son, it would be the end. But she heard from her mother-in-law that if it was a son, he should be sold. Now it was a famine year, and the children who were sold would probably be eaten.

The second son's wife, Zhao Qiaoniang, said sullenly, "Mom, you need rice to cook, right? Without rice, I can't cook."

Old Lady Lin was so angry that her face turned red. She quickly picked up a branch and hit Zhao Qiaoniang hard, shouting:

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had no rice? You shameless bastard!

It’s time to eat, and you’re just telling me there’s no rice. What were you doing before?

Can't you go out and look for it? Look at the situation now, who still has rice to eat?

Isn't everyone just cooking wild vegetables to fill their stomachs? Since you want to stay in this house and don't work, what use is there for me to have you?

Hurry up and go find some rice. If you can't find any, forget about eating!"

Zhao Qiaoniang's eyes were red. It was a mess outside, with refugees everywhere. If she dared to go out, she might be eaten.

Seeing that she didn't move, Old Lady Lin swung the branch at her again. Zhao Qiaoniang hid behind the eldest son's wife, Sun Mei.

Sun Mei was hit hard and uttered a scream. Suddenly, she clutched her stomach tightly with both hands. Her face turned pale in an instant and she cried out in pain, "It hurts! It hurts! My stomach hurts!"

When Old Mrs. Lin heard the cry, she was also stunned for a moment, and the branch in her hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

She widened her eyes and said in panic, "Is this the birth?" Her voice was trembling and fearful.

The surroundings instantly fell into chaos. Old Mrs. Lin seemed to have just woken up from a dream and hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up and call Third Aunt to come and help!"

Zhao Qiaoniang suddenly covered her stomach and said, "Mom, my stomach hurts too. I'm about to give birth."

Old Mrs. Lin tutted and said, "Are you just joining in the fun on purpose? Why don't you go and dig some wild vegetables for me? Why are you pretending here?"

"Mom, it's really... I'm really going to give birth." Zhao Qiaoniang was sweating all over.

Old Lady Lin snorted coldly and said, "What bad luck, waiting here, it's not like this is your first time giving birth."

Old Lady Lin directly dragged Third Auntie in and said, "Go and deliver the baby for my eldest daughter-in-law first. She's pregnant with a girl."

Third Auntie hurried to deliver Sun Mei. Old Lady Lin was waiting next door, boiling water, handing her scissors, and occasionally wiping Sun Mei's sweat. She said, "I boiled an egg for you. Drink it. You'll have the strength to push."

Next door, Zhao Qiaoniang was lying alone on the Ula grass, with only two boys by her side.

Lin Song, 6 years old, and Lin Bo, 4 years old.

The two boys saw Zhao Qiaoniang sweating profusely and were extremely anxious. Lin Song wiped his tears and said, "Mom, Mom...how are you?"

Lin Bo cried out, "Mom, I don't want you to die, wake up!"

Zhao Qiaoniang struggled to open her eyes and said, "Lin Song, go check next door. If the baby next door has given birth, ask Third Aunt to come over."

Lin Song nodded and said, "I understand. I'll go right away."

Zhao Qiaoniang's tears flowed down her cheeks. She murmured, "It must be a daughter! Wuuuuuu... Otherwise, what should I do?"

There was only a loud cry of "Wow!", and the third aunt carefully took the child out and said loudly: "Oh, your family really gave birth to a daughter! This is all thanks to Sun Mei! Now your family will have a good life."

Everyone in Linjia Village was related to each other, and the women in the village gathered around and said, "Wow! I wonder if what the Taoist said is true or not."

Someone laughed and said, "Your family will have a lucky star in the future."

Someone else suggested: "Why not just give your baby the nickname Fubao?"

When Mrs. Lin heard this, she almost couldn't open her eyes with laughter. She clapped her thighs excitedly and said loudly:

"Okay, this name is good! Let's call him Fubao!

I hope she can bless not only our family but also our village."

When Zhao Qiaoniang heard the noise from next door, she became completely hopeless and fainted.

Lin Song knelt on the ground and kowtowed loudly, saying, "Third Grandma, my mother has fainted, please save her!"