The Marriage Favorite of the Age: The female partner in the control group was doted on by a rough ma

Chapter 49 He acted like a monster again and was kicked away by her

"An Haitang! What are you doing! Go away! This is not how midwifery works!"

An Haitang was concentrating on holding her breath to straighten out the fetal position for Qiu Shuang, when An Xiaocha broke in through the door, locked the door behind her back, rushed towards her, and slammed into her.

An Haitang was already on guard when she rushed in. He had already stood firm on his horse, and this damn girl didn't move her at all.

She screamed so loudly, obviously for people outside to hear, and then deliberately hindered her from delivering the baby. If something happened, An Haitang would be the one to take the blame!

She usually just has some green tea and makes a small fuss. Today, she dared to make trouble in a matter where human life is at stake. Her heart is really dark!

"An Haitang, are you okay?" Qiu Shuang was already sweating profusely in pain and wailing. She stared at An Haitang with distrust and asked her in tears.

"Qiu Shuang, don't worry so much. Just listen to me and use force as I say." An Haitang's hand rotated on Qiu Shuang's belly, slowly correcting the child's fetal position.

"An Haitang! Get out of the way! People will die if you do this!" An Xiaocha rushed over and held An Haitang's arms with both hands.

At the critical moment, every second is related to the life of mother and child. An Xiaocha was making such a fuss. An Haitang suddenly raised his foot and looked at her heart. He kicked her a few meters away and sat on the ground. .

"Ah -" An Xiaocha screamed, "An Haitang, you are too cruel. This is not how you grab credit. If you want to be a doctor, the safety of people's lives comes first!"

An Haitang ignored her, but there were already ten thousand curse words in her heart. If she hadn't shared the same ancestor with her, she would have been visiting her for eighteen generations.

Qiu Shuang was frightened, and the strength she had just accumulated suddenly disappeared again.

"Qiu Shuang, don't worry about her, listen to me, breathe in - breathe out -"

An Xiaocha fell very hard and couldn't get up for a while. She couldn't come over to make trouble, so she sat on the ground and yelled, disturbing An Haitang and Qiu Shuang's hearts, and deliberately letting people outside hear.

"Xiaocha, open the door!"

"An Haitang, open the door!"

Qiu Shuangniang and Granny Qiu Shuang were banging on the door outside. Under the windows, relatives and neighbors were also beating and shouting.

The noisy environment made it impossible for Qiu Shuang to cooperate with her, and An Haitang was about to be pissed to death by An Xiaocha.

She yelled at Qiu Shuang: "Do you listen to me or not? Don't you want to live?"

"can you?"

"No, can I get a certificate? She doesn't even have a certificate, why are you going to trust her?"

The voices of Jian Jun and Ding Youcai came from outside. He was trying to persuade the people watching the excitement under the window to calm down the emotions of Qiu Shuangniang and Granny Qiu Shuang.

Ding Youcai's voice was the loudest: "Haitang is determined to do it. Don't believe An Xiaocha's nonsense. Don't make a fuss. If you make such a fuss, how can the mother calm down and cooperate with the doctor?"

"Err, eh, eh-"

The baby's cry finally came from the room, and people outside cheered: "It's born! It's born!"

Qiu Shuang's mother-in-law knocked on the door and asked, "Begonia, is Qiu Shuang giving birth to a boy or a girl?"

In the dead of winter, An Haitang was so exhausted that she was sweating profusely. The baby was born, mother and child were safe, and her anxious heart was finally relieved.

An Xiaocha sat on the ground, feeling hurt and angry. She wanted to get up, but her butt hurt and couldn't.

An Haitang opened the door a little and called Qiu Shuangniang to get hot water in quickly. She methodically cut off the baby's umbilical cord, sterilized it, packed it, and took care of the mother.

Qiu Shuangniang glanced at the child, her face suddenly drooped, she patted her thigh and sighed: "We don't have a handle, how can we do this?"

Mother-in-law Qiu Shuang's face turned even more ugly. She glared at Qiu Shuang hatefully and walked towards the back door with her child in her arms. Qiu Shuang cried loudly: "Mom! Let me see the child!"

"What are you looking at? I can't stand it even more!" Granny Qiu Shuang scolded her angrily.

An Haitang asked: "Aunt, where are you taking the child?"

"The back room." Granny Qiu Shuang replied angrily.

Qiu Shuang's daughter, her father-in-law had already driven away the neighbors, relatives and friends who were watching the fun outside, and An Xiaocha who was in the house was also pushed out by Qiu Shuang's mother.

"Haitang, thank you. This is a little hard-earned money. Take it and go back first." Qiu Shuangniang gave An Haitang two yuan wrapped in red paper.

An Haitang was still removing lochia from the mother. She looked pitiful for the two yuan and didn't pick her up.

"Auntie, go and bring the baby over. She hasn't been breastfed yet. Why are you taking her to the backyard?"

"Don't worry so much, go back first." Qiu Shuangniang pushed her.

Qiu Shuang kept crying. She opened An Haitang's hand and said, "Haitang, thank you. You should go back first. We all feel uncomfortable now and don't want to see you."

An Haitang said depressedly: "What's wrong with giving birth to a daughter? Aren't you all girls? How can you despise your daughter so much? After a long journey, mother and daughter are safe, but you are not happy, and all of you sigh, as if you have lost your heir." Test!"

"It didn't happen to you, you don't understand." Qiu Shuang answered with tears.

"I don't know anything. I would be happy to have a baby of any kind, as long as it's healthy and smart. It's the same for men and women."

Qiu Shuang suddenly became irritable, staring at her with tears in her eyes and shouting: "You have already helped me deliver the baby, the money is here, you take the money and leave, why are you so verbose!"

Qiu Shuangniang pulled her arm out, stuffed the two dollars into her arms, and said irritably: "Come on, why are you talking so much?"

An Haitang was so angry. She suddenly felt that something was wrong with Qiu Shuang's mother-in-law's actions. She threw Qiu Shuang's mother away and walked quickly towards the backyard.

"An Haitang! What are you doing?" Qiu Shuang called her sternly.

An Haitang ignored her and opened the back door of the room, just in time to see Granny Qiu Shuang holding the baby upside down and drowning it in a full bucket of water.

"Stop!" An Haitang yelled, ran over, grabbed the baby, and held it in his arms.

The poor child, who had just come into this world, was almost killed by them before he had a sip of mother's milk or even a hug from his mother.

An Haitang had read books from some eras before and heard people from the older generation talking about this phenomenon. He never expected that he would witness it with his own eyes today.

Granny Qiu Shuang came to snatch the child away angrily and scolded: "Don't mind your own business! If our Li family has no descendants, I will never be done with you!"

"You do such a cruel thing, drowning your own flesh and blood, and you will really cut off your children and grandchildren!" An Haitang angrily yelled at her. No wonder Aunt Ding said that the first two girls were "dealt with" by their family. That's what dealing with means. .

Isn't this murder?

Qiu Shuang's eldest daughter hid under the window of the backyard hut, staring at them blankly. When An Haitang met her eyes, she felt a chill run down her spine. The child was said to have autism. It was a horrific scene she had witnessed. , will become like that.

Such a bad trend in the village must not be tolerated. She must not choose to remain silent or do nothing about this matter.

She walked out with the baby in her arms, but was blocked by Qiu Shuang's father-in-law, husband, and brother-in-law. The men's eyes were fierce and scary.

　The preference for boys over girls was really serious in the 1980s.

　　
  　
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