Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Chen Dashan leaned against the wall and gasped for breath. "Master, how long will it take me to give birth? Why is giving birth so difficult? I'm dying. Every minute is torture."

"Well, that depends on how deep the resentment these three children have towards you. That will determine how long you have to endure this pain. This is to appease their resentment, so just be patient."

"Wow, I was wrong. I will never do it again."

Su Chen drank his tea slowly, as if he didn't see the other person's miserable condition. Not long after, Chen Dashan returned to the room, lay on the bed and started a new round of screaming.

The villagers outside the courtyard looked around curiously, whispering, "What on earth is this thing? Can a man really give birth to a child? Where does it come from?"

"Who knows? Who wants to go in and take a look?"

"Have you called the village chief? Our village cannot tolerate feudal superstitions. If there really is something messy going on, it must be dealt with as soon as possible."

The village chief arrived late and frowned as he heard the screams inside: "What the hell is going on? Are you sure Chen Dashan is pregnant and about to give birth? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Since ancient times, women have always given birth. It has never been possible for men to give birth. They are all crazy. Let me go in and take a look."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and knocked on the door. Soon Dingxiang came to open the door. When she opened the door, she was met with the village chief's somewhat serious face. Looking at the villagers behind him, she had an idea in her mind.

"Village chief, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I came to see Dashan. What happened? Why are you screaming so miserably? If you're not feeling well, go to the hospital. You can't just stay at home. What do you think, Dingxiang?"

Ding Xiang hummed and said perfunctorily, "There's nothing serious in Dashan. It will be fine tomorrow morning. Village chief, you guys should go back and rest early. It's getting late."

The village chief stood at the door without moving, and said directly: "I'll go in and take a look. I'll make sure everything is fine before I say anything."

"Village Chief, are you sure you want to go and take a look? If anything gets scary, I won't be responsible."

"Don't worry, I'm just going to take a look, what can happen to you?"

"Okay, then you all come in and take a look. It's a good opportunity to teach yourselves a lesson. Our Dashan suffered all this pain because he sent his daughter away."

The villagers rushed in and walked into the inner room. After seeing the horrific scene inside, they screamed one after another and the village chief was so scared that he stepped back.

He pointed inside the house and trembled, "Lilac, what's going on in there? What's in Dashan's stomach?"

Ding Xiang's eyes were filled with sorrow. "My three daughters were sent away by Da Shan as soon as they were born. They were murdered by someone. These three children, filled with resentment, came back and possessed Da Shan."

The village chief's eyebrows jumped when he heard this: "What? Didn't you send your three daughters to other families? How could they suddenly die? All three of them died?"

"What the hell is going on? How long will the mountain stay like this? It can't keep torturing people like this. If they don't die from the torture, they will go crazy."

Ding Xiang's expression was indifferent: "Really? But every woman has gone through this. It's fine after she gives birth. He doesn't have to stay up late or ask for money or look at people's faces."

"It won't be a difficult labor or heavy bleeding, it's just a bit of suffering. Compared to giving birth to my own child, it's nothing."

"If you can't even bear this little bit of pain, then don't be a man. What's so hypocritical about that? I gave birth to three children and it wasn't like this. How can the village chief feel so bad for him after just one?"

The village chief was choked when he heard this. He didn't know what to say for a moment. His lips moved awkwardly: "Lilac, how can you say that? Giving birth to children is a woman's job."

Ding Xiang sneered, "It's a man's job to support his family. If he can't do it, then die. He hasn't done it either, so why be so pretentious about how much living expenses he gets each month?"

Villagers: “……!!”

Before she could utter the accusation, Ding Xiang's cold eyes swept over her: "And you, every family has daughters who have been given away, right? Maybe one day the wronged ghost will come back to claim her life."