The cooking color is delicious, general, don't bite me

Chapter 76 Welcome to the Little Winter Melon
Meng Fuling fell to the ground and subconsciously covered her abdomen with her hands, but she couldn't stop the severe pain from her abdomen. The warm liquid gushing out from between her legs made her panic even more, "No, save my child... "

Helplessly, she hissed for a doctor, but her ears were buzzing, and she could no longer hear the screams and cries around her.

"Fuling!" Hulu and Han Hualin heard bursts of screams, mixed with Meng Fuling's almost hoarse scream.

The hearts of the two sank, and a bad premonition surged, and they both ran straight into the crowd.

Especially Hulu, the closer he got to the crowd, the more painful and broken Meng Fuling's voice made his heart throb.

He was anxious to see Meng Fuling, so he pushed away the villagers blocking his way impatiently, "Go away!"

When he saw Meng Fuling, whose face was as pale as paper and whose skirt was stained with blood, he ran to her side crazily as if someone had stabbed her heart with a knife, and pushed Xue away who was holding her and crying loudly.

"What are you still doing in a daze, call the doctor quickly!" Gourd's eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and he yelled at the crowd.

Without waiting for any reaction from the crowd, he rushed into the room with Meng Fuling in his arms. Mrs. Xue pushed away Mei Xiang who was trying to support her, "Go and urge Mrs. Wen!"

Although someone had already rushed to find Mrs. Wen just now, there was no Mrs. Wen in Lingyun Village, but only one in the neighboring village, so they definitely couldn't come in time.

The doctor also entered the house, and some women who had given birth to children all rushed in to help.

Although Li Shanhu was crying into tears, but his mind was still clear, he blocked the women who wanted to rush into the house, and only let a few women with good moral character go in.

Zhuo Dazui wanted to follow in to watch the fun, but was stopped by Li Shanhu, she said in dissatisfaction: "The child must not be able to keep the child after shedding so much blood! If you do too many bad things, you will be punished!"

"Zhuo Dazui, you dare to curse Fuling, I will tear your mouth apart!" Li Shanhu was very worried about Meng Fuling, but some old women said that she had never given birth and would not let her in.

Now, hearing Zhuo Dazui's vicious words, he wished to cut her alive, so he rushed over and beat Zhuo Dazui on the ground violently.

"Stop, stop hitting, you crazy woman, I'm not wrong..." Although Zhuo Dazui had a fierce appearance, he was no match for the enraged Li Shanhu.

Not only did the villagers go up to fight, but they also stopped Wang Dazhu who was going to help his mother-in-law.

In fact, the villagers felt that Meng Fuling's child would probably be lost.

As the old saying goes, seven live and eight don't live, which means that children who are pregnant in the seventh month are able to support themselves after birth, but most of the children in the eighth month do not escape death, and Meng Fuling is in the early eighth month, and it is caused by a fall.

"Hahaha..." Cheng Xiufang was detained by the villagers again, and when she saw the chaos caused by her, she raised her head and laughed.

After Zhang's father and son realized it, they were very angry. Zhang Tianming was so inhumane that he still expected Meng Fuling's child to inherit the incense.

In the end, judging by the situation, Meng Fuling's child probably couldn't be kept, and now Cheng Xiufang was still laughing, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

"Bitch, go to hell!" Zhang Tianming grabbed Cheng Xiufang's neck and kept cursing.

Cheng Xiufang rolled her eyes from being pinched, and said intermittently: "Ahem, Meng Fu, Fu Ling's children are gone, don't, don't try to snatch them, your Zhang family is waiting for the last one—"

Although Cheng Xiufang was about to be executed, Zhang Fugui didn't want her to die at the hands of his son, so he hurriedly asked the villagers to drag her into the ice hole.

******
The villagers gathered around Meng Fuling's house, and the men didn't want to get close, so they squatted at the base of the wall, all pricking up their ears to hear what was going on.

In the yard, some old women were instructing their daughters-in-law to help boil hot water, some were busy in the room, and all of them were frowning in anxiety.

At this time, only women can understand women's sufferings. Giving birth to a child is like fighting with Lord Hades.

In the early years of the village, such things happened several times. Either the mother died and the son died, or the mother and son disappeared together.

"Wen Po, Wen Po is here?" Xue's tears never stopped, and she asked the people around her tremblingly,
"It's not here yet, maybe the snowy road is hard to walk." The woman who was held back by Mrs. Xue said anxiously.

Hulu was blocked outside the delivery room, hearing Meng Fuling's hoarse voice was a bit shrill, as if she was shouting with all her strength.

His heart was so painful that he was about to suffocate, wishing he could bear it for her, and heard the conversation between Mrs. Xue and the woman again through the door.

He was about to rush out the gate without thinking much, but Han Hualin stopped him, "I've ordered people to hurry back to the city to get the old wild ginseng and hire a few more stable women."

Just at this time, Mrs. Wen from the neighboring village was invited. When Hulu saw Mrs. Wen, regardless of the fact that she was an old woman with a wrinkled face, he grabbed her by the collar and dragged her to the delivery room.

"Oh! Young man, let go of your hand..." Wen Po was dragged and screamed, and she didn't stop shouting until she was pushed into the delivery room.

The moment the door of the delivery room was closed, Hulu saw Meng Fuling lying on the kang, surrounded by many women, his face was pale, and he looked extremely painful.

"Ah!" Gourd roared, and smashed his fist against the wall, causing his fist to be bloody.

"What are you doing?" Han Hualin grabbed the gourd to stop him from self-torturing.

******
Meng Fuling was in so much pain that her whole body seemed to be drained of strength.

Suddenly, a strange old woman leaned over between her legs, reaching out to rub her stomach from time to time, every time she pressed it, it was as if someone had cut her stomach with a knife, and the blood under her body flowed even more. too much.

Meng Fuling couldn't help but let out a scream when her stomach was pressed. Finally, she couldn't help but said, "Are you going to deliver the baby, or are you going to take my life?"

Seeing that Meng Fuling's fetal position was not right, Mrs. Wen was also sweating profusely. When she said this, she said anxiously: "If you don't press the stomach like this, how will the baby be born?"

"Old sister, don't be angry, Poria is the first time to give birth, don't understand, you should save her." Another old woman hurriedly persuaded.

Xue grabbed Meng Fuling's hand tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Fuling, my Fuling, it's fine, it will be born soon, Wen Po, hurry up..."

Wen Po wiped off her sweat and said, "I tried my best, but this little sister-in-law is bleeding a lot, and the fetal position is not right. If it can't stop the bleeding, I'm not sure."

"I'll give her a few needles to stop the bleeding." At this moment, the doctor squeezed in.

At first he took Meng Fuling's pulse, but later he stayed outside because of taboos, and now he doesn't care about anything else.

"Doctor, I beg you to save Fuling." Xue hurriedly moved away to give the doctor her seat.

The doctor didn't say much, picked up the silver needle and stuck three needles under Meng Fuling's belly button. Sure enough, the blood in Meng Fuling's lower body gradually stopped after a while.

Seeing this, Mrs. Wen gained more confidence and ordered Meng Fuling to inhale harder again.

It's a pity that this child seems to have some deep hatred with Meng Fuling in his previous life, he lives in his stomach and refuses to come out no matter what.

Han Hualin asked some stable women from the city to come, and they all helped Meng Fuling deliver the baby.

In a blink of an eye, another half an hour passed, everyone was exhausted, and the child just couldn't get out.

Meng Fuling fainted, she really didn't have the slightest bit of strength, and in a daze, she felt as if her soul was about to leave her body.

Everything in ancient times and modern times alternated in her mind, making her unable to tell where she was and what she was doing.

Seeing Meng Fuling not moving any more, everyone felt chills in their hearts. This situation is really bad.

Xue Shi was even more desperate, and fainted as soon as her eyes were darkened. Mrs. Qiao and another old woman hurriedly helped her out of the delivery room.

Hulu couldn't hear Meng Fuling's voice, and was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.

Now, seeing Mrs. Xue being helped out, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He rushed into the delivery room without caring about anything. Han Hualin couldn't hold him back at all.

"Is he the child's father? Why did he come in? Get out!" A steady woman was startled when she saw the gourd barging in, and wanted to drive him out.

"Get out of the way!" Calabash pushed Wen Po away, rushed to the edge of the kang, held Meng Fuling's hand tightly, and shouted tremblingly, "Meng Fuling, wake me up!"

Perhaps because she sensed the gourd coming in, Meng Fuling woke up leisurely, turned her head and saw the gourd, tears poured out like a spring, and her face became even more ashamed, "Gourd, what do you think, am I going to die?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You won't die even if you die!" Calabash scolded angrily, and mist appeared from his red eyes.

Before Meng Fuling could open her mouth, the Wen woman who came in first said, "Father, in this case, only one can be saved. Do you want to protect the older one or—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Hulu sternly interrupted, "Shut up! Get out of here!"

Meng Fuling let out a miserable laugh, and said weakly, "Let them slit open my stomach and take out the baby."

She has lived two lifetimes, but this is the first time she is facing childbirth. Naturally, she is extremely panicked, and she even feels that her vitality is passing away at an extremely fast speed.

After finally living again, she really didn't want to die, and she was not willing to die like this, but life and death were beyond her control.

If there is only one choice between the child and her, she is willing to leave her life to the child.

Because the child has been in her womb for so long, she already has deep feelings, and she can't bear to let him lose the right to live.

Meng Fuling's words made Hulu panic to the extreme, "Nonsense! You and the child must live well. If you die, I will strangle the child to death!"

"You!" When Meng Fuling heard that the gourd said that he would strangle the child, he immediately became angry.

She couldn't think about the truth of these words, but miraculously, her face flushed with blood, she bit the quilt hard, and pushed the child out of her belly.

Seeing this, several stable women hurried forward to help her rub her stomach, and paw her cervix...

This time, Emperor Tian paid off, and the child's foot was finally and slowly exposed.

The Wen women were overjoyed and worked even harder, "Great, the baby is coming out! Hurry up, work hard..."

Meng Fuling gritted her teeth when she heard this, and with all her strength, the child finally stretched out both legs.

Mrs. Wen grabbed the child's feet, pulled him out completely, and slapped the buttocks twice, and the child burst into tears with a cry.

"I gave birth, finally gave birth, a boy!"

Everyone was overjoyed, and felt that there was no more beautiful sound than this cry. This was the first cry of life, and it was the good news of victory over death.

Meng Fuling tried her best to look up at the child, but she was so exhausted that she passed out as soon as her body weakened.

Wen Po was busy cleaning the child's mouth and nose, and washing away the blood on his body.

Mrs. Qiao pulled the thin quilt over Meng Fuling's lower body, and asked the doctor to feel her pulse.

After the doctor took the pulse, he asked one of the women to boil a bowl of ginseng soup and pour it into Meng Fuling.

Hulu was always by Meng Fuling's side, unwilling to move even half a step.

Now, seeing that her complexion gradually improved and her breathing became much more stable, the tight string in his heart was completely relaxed.

******
In the chaotic darkness, it seems that there will never be an end.

Meng Fuling was wandering, feeling extremely lonely, but she couldn't find a way out.

Until a little wet and hot touch fell on her face, which made her feel familiar and at ease, she desperately wanted to see who it was, so she opened her eyes forcefully.

As a result, what caught his eyes was Gourd's handsome face, and he looked at her worriedly, as if he was going to put his lips on her face.

"You're finally awake." Seeing that Meng Fuling had woken up, Hulu hugged her tightly in his arms, like holding a lost and found treasure.

Meng Fuling could hear that his voice was a little choked up, and his eyes were also sore.

However, when she thought of him rushing into the delivery room and witnessing her giving birth, she was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground. After all, before that, they only kissed at most.

But at that time, the situation was critical, and he acted out of desperation. Speaking of which, if it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be able to persevere.

"Where's the child? Let me see the child." Meng Fuling pushed the gourd away, eager to see the child.

At this time, Mrs. Xue happily stepped forward with the child in her arms, "Fu Ling, the child is here."

Meng Fuling was inexplicably moved when she saw the child with her eyes closed and snoozing, and her heart was filled with sweetness.

"Fu Ling, as long as you are fine, mother is really useless..." Thinking of her daughter fighting for her life with the king of hell, not only could she not help, but she even fainted, she felt very useless and guilty.

Meng Fuling didn't notice what happened to Mrs. Xue at the time, but now, she was a little confused by Mrs. Xue's crying, so she glanced at the gourd.

Hulu leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words, she understood, and comforted Xueshi in a gentle voice.

At the end, Meng Fuling changed the topic again, and said with a smile: "Stinky boy, it was not easy for mother to give birth to you. When you grow up, you should be more filial."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out a finger and tapped the child's nose, causing the child's pink mouth to pucker up and his two small brows to wrinkle. This little appearance is not to mention how cute it is.

"The child's name was not taken!" Calabash reminded.

Meng Fuling glanced at him, and said with a smile, "What's the rush? You have to think of a good name. Let's call it Xiaodonggua."

Xue was puzzled and said, "Why is it called Little Winter Melon?"

Hulu also frowned, "It doesn't sound good!"

Meng Fuling won't tell them that she thinks winter melons are round and cute, and she also loves winter melons in modern times.

Anyway, it's just a nickname, as long as Meng Fuling is happy, Hulu and Xue's will follow her.

Meng Fuling was teasing the child, and suddenly remembered Cheng Xiufang, the culprit who caused her premature birth, and her anger surged up, "Where is Cheng Xiufang?"

As soon as Cheng Xiufang was mentioned, Xue could not wait, "Dead! He was caught by the villagers and soaked in ice holes."

When Meng Fuling heard this, her face darkened a little, and now she felt that letting Cheng Xiufang die like this was too cheap for her.

Seeing that Meng Fuling frowned and said nothing, Mrs. Xue said that when she gave birth, Han Hualin sent someone to the city to invite Wen Po, and then helped with some miscellaneous matters. He paid for the medical expenses for the detoxification of the villagers. .

Han Hualin originally wanted to wait for her to wake up, but shopkeeper Feng came to the village to invite him back to the restaurant, presumably it was something urgent.

Although Meng Fuling said that the medical expenses of the villagers would be returned to Han Hualin in return, she knew in her heart that it would be difficult to repay the favor owed to Han Hualin.

Several people were talking, Hulu hugged the child, maybe his posture was wrong, and the child burst into tears as soon as it was in his arms.

Hulu was at a loss for a while, and he was in a hurry, not knowing how to coax the child.

"Hulu, let me do it!" Seeing this, Mrs. Xue felt sorry for the child.

She was about to take the child from the gourd, when the child urinated on the gourd, and the gourd's face darkened instantly.

He looked very funny, Meng Fuling couldn't help laughing when she saw it, "Hahaha..."

Gourd was blushed by Meng Fuling's smile, and he didn't know whether it was annoyed or anxious, but he refused to give the child to Mrs Xue, and said a little angrily, "I'll do it!"

Mrs. Qiao asked Mrs. Qiao to take clean pants and a urine ring and wanted to change them for the child, but he was clumsy and couldn't change them no matter what, which made Meng Fuling laugh out loud, even Xue couldn't help laughing.

Hulu didn't believe that he couldn't even change the urine ring. In the end, it was Xue who felt sorry for the child and didn't want to toss the gourd to the child, so he taught him how to change the gourd.

He studied very seriously, and Meng Fuling couldn't help being moved when he saw it.

******
In a blink of an eye, it was the day of Xisan, and not only the workers working in the workshop came, but even other villagers came to cheer.

Some of them were grateful to Meng Fuling for helping them pay their medical expenses and for apologizing for wronging her.

There are also some who want to come and eat and drink, but as long as the visitors do not behave excessively, there is no reason to drive them away.

Some gave small clothes, some took eggs, brown sugar...

Han Hualin gave an exquisite longevity lock, made of pure gold, which aroused the envy of the villagers as soon as he took it out.

The things for washing and washing have been purchased long ago, and an incense table is placed on the table in the main room, enshrining Bixia Yuanjun, Qiongxiao Niangniang... thirteen god statues.

There is millet in the censer on the table, which is used as incense ash.A pair of "small double bags" are inserted on the wax skewer, and yellow coins, ingots, and thousand pieces of money and food for worshiping the gods are pressed underneath.

On the head of the kang in Meng Fuling's room, there are statues of "Kang Gong and Kang Mother", and three to five bowls of sweet-scented osmanthus or oil cakes are used as offerings.

The ritual of washing the third day hadn't started yet, and Meng Fuling didn't go out because she was confinement.

She listened to the chatter and laughter outside, and worried that Little Winter Melon would be scared when she saw so many strangers for the first time, it was extremely tormented.

After a while, the laughter suddenly stopped, as if someone was coming, Meng Fuling had a bad premonition in his heart, and he wanted to go out to have a look without caring so much.

At this time, Lan Xiang ran in anxiously, "Miss, Zhang Fugui's family is here."

Meng Fuling had heard Lan Xiang report which family in the village had come before, and she was a little happy to hear that no one from the Zhang family had come. Unexpectedly, they still came.

As soon as she thought of their intention to snatch the little wax gourd, Meng Fuling couldn't sit still, "Help me out!"

Lan Xiang came to tell Meng Fuling that it was only Meng Fuling who told me to report back whenever something happened, she didn't want to ask Meng Fuling to go out, "Miss, your body is not yet fully recovered, there is a uncle outside—"

"No need to say more!" Meng Fuling interrupted Lan Xiang, fearing that Zhang's family would come to grab the little winter melon, and was anxious to get out.

Meng Fuling insisted on going out, but Lan Xiang couldn't persuade her anymore.

Fortunately, in order to prevent those women from coming in to see, Meng Fuling had already put on her clothes neatly, and now she can just put on a cotton jacket.

Before going out, Meng Fuling took out a bottle of medicine from the kang cabinet, uncorked the bottle, poured a little medicine powder and hid it under her nails.

******
As soon as Meng Fuling arrived in the living room, he saw Zhang's father and son, as well as several clan elders.

Zhang Tianming was begging bitterly to the gourd holding the small winter melon: "I am the child's own father, please return the child to me!"

Hulu Xu was afraid that today was Xiaodonggua's three-year bathing day, so he didn't beat Zhang's father and son immediately, but his face was very gloomy.

Zhang Tianming saw that Hulu didn't make a move for a long time, but thought that Hulu wouldn't hit him in front of many villagers, so he became more and more courageous, and even stretched out his hand to hug the child from Hulu's arms.

The result can be imagined, Hulu angrily shouted "Get out", and kicked Zhang Tianming away.

Zhang Tianming was kicked until he rolled several times on the ground. As soon as he howled out in pain, he heard the villagers pointing at him, and he felt ashamed and annoyed.

Zhang Fugui helped his son up from the ground, "Tianming, what's the matter with you? If he doesn't return the child, don't snatch it. The clan elders will help us decide."

Just as Zhang Tianming was about to answer his father's words, he saw Meng Fuling standing at the door with a slightly excited expression, "Fuling, you finally came out."

That day they all thought that the child would be lost, but they did not expect that the child would be born safely.

The father and son thought about it for a while, and now Meng Fuling is no longer a bereavement star, he can make money and give birth to a boy.Even if you can't marry her home and rob her son, you can still ask her for money.

"Fuling, why did you come out?" Seeing Meng Fuling coming out, Mrs. Xue gave Lan Xiang a displeased look.

"I heard that there are clowns dancing and singing, so I came out to open my eyes." Meng Fuling said with a sarcasm.

Xue Shi came to her senses, and said with a smile: "What's so interesting? It's just a few songs."

Meng Fuling was surprised that Mrs. Xue would answer like this, "If my mother is tired of listening, I can give some rewards."

No matter how stupid people are, they can hear who Meng Fuling and her daughter are mocking, and even think what they said is funny.

The Zhang family's father and son turned blue with anger, but they couldn't jump out and admit that they were the clowns that Meng Fuling and the others called.

After all, Jiang is still old and hot, and his face is also old and thick. Zhang Fugui coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, "Fu Ling, since you married someone else, uncle will not force you, as long as you return the child to us Zhang Fugui Home, all unpleasant things will be written off."

"Give the child back to the Zhang family? Lizheng, my child has nothing to do with your Zhang family." Meng Fuling sneered, she was disgusted with these shameless top grades.

Zhang Tianming brought up the previous set of arguments again, "Fu Ling, how could you..."

When Zhang's father and son came to the door last time, except for a few clan elders, there were no villagers present. The rumors they heard were all intentionally spread by the Zhang family.

Now let them hear Zhang Tianming's words, just like what the clan elders thought when they first heard it, they all think that Zhang Tianming can't be a bastard voluntarily, and just get himself a green hat to wear.

The smile on Meng Fuling's lips became colder, but she didn't interrupt Zhang Tianming's words. When he finished speaking, he said unhurriedly, "These are all your one-sided claims. It's useless without substantive evidence."

"Substantial evidence? At that time, I couldn't help being tempted by you. How could I think of leaving evidence? Just ask the men present, will you leave evidence after 'acting'?"

Zhang Tianming planned to be a rogue to the end, he thought that he could not produce evidence to prove that the child was his seed, but Meng Fuling also could not produce evidence to prove otherwise.

"Who would be bored and leave evidence for doing that kind of thing?" Someone snorted and said loudly.

This sentence attracted the approval of most of the men present. Meng Fuling's face remained unchanged, and she didn't take these words to heart. She said: "It is not necessary to leave evidence when doing that kind of thing. It is necessary to prove whether the child is Zhang Tianming's. it's actually really easy."

Everyone was choked up and a little shocked. When Meng Fuling said 'do that kind of thing', it was so natural, and she dared to say it more than some men.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that she said that there is a way to prove whether the child belongs to Zhang Tianming.

"How to prove it?" Zhang Tianming had studied for a few years at least. Hearing what Meng Fuling said, he vaguely guessed what she wanted to do.

Zhang Fugui obviously guessed it too, secretly stepped on Zhang Tianming's foot, and shook his head at him.

Someone also guessed what Meng Fuling meant, and said loudly: "It's not easy, you can do a blood test!"

"That's right! You can do a blood test!" Meng Fuling nodded.

These days, she has been worried that Zhang's family will not give up robbing the child, after all Zhang Tianming can no longer have children.

It's best to get rid of their thoughts, otherwise it's tiring to always be on guard against them.

After much deliberation, Meng Fuling found that as long as he can prove that the child is not Zhang Tianming's, he can no longer come to the door under the guise of the child's father.

How to prove it?In ancient times, there was only one way to do a blood test. In fact, she knew that the blood test was inaccurate, but it didn't matter, as long as the result was what she wanted.
Fortunately, just in case, she had asked someone to go to the pharmacy to prepare a medicine powder that can make people's blood not melt.

"The child is mine, so there is no need for a blood test." Zhang Tianming panicked, thinking that the child is not his, how could the blood blend?
There was also a flash of panic in Zhang Fugui's eyes, "I object! To do a blood test casually is an insult to Tianming and the child."

At the same time, both father and son were a little annoyed, they never thought that there would be a blood test.Now it's all right, if they don't test it, if they don't test it, it will make people think they are guilty.

Meng Fuling ignored Zhang Fugui, but looked at the clan elders, "Grandpas, I think it is necessary to do a blood test, and the facts prove it, so everyone has nothing to say."

Grandpa Sun thought for a while, then nodded, and other clan elders also nodded in agreement.

If this matter doesn't come to a conclusion, they will be invited out by Zhang Fugui every few days, which is really annoying.

Zhang Tianming's face gradually turned pale, and he still wanted to do a 'dying struggle', "No way—"

Meng Fuling blocked Zhang Tianming's words, and asked back, "Why not? It's because you have a guilty conscience, so you dare not?"

Zhang Tianming was so blocked that he had nothing to say, and cold sweat broke out on his face. Seeing him like this, everyone became suspicious.

"If you don't dare, get out!" Hulu, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke out.

Hulu looked coldly, and Zhang Tianming's legs couldn't help trembling, because the chill in his eyes was different from before.

Zhang Tianming didn't know the so-called difference, it was a bit more murderous, perhaps to strengthen his courage, he straightened his neck and said loudly: "I am not afraid of the shadow slanting, there is nothing I dare not test! If it proves that the child is mine, you can Give me back the baby."

"Okay! If your blood fuses with the child's blood, I will let you take the child away." Meng Fuling said straightforwardly.

It is because she is so straightforward that people can't help but believe her words. In contrast, Zhang Tianming feels too guilty.

At this time, Zhang Fugui really wanted to strangle Zhang Tianming to death, how could he agree?

He could no longer stop him, and could only watch helplessly as Meng Fuling asked someone to bring out a bowl of water and a dagger.

Meng Fuling asked Hulu to hand over the child to Lan Xiang, and said, "Go and cut off his fingers."

"No, no, I'll do it myself." How dare Zhang Tianming let the gourd be cut?Hastily shook his head.

But the gourd couldn't help him refuse, grabbed his finger, pulled it to the top of the bowl, and cut it open with a dagger, causing him to gasp for several breaths of pain.

After dripping a large drop of blood into the bowl, Hulu let go of Zhang Tianming's fingers.

When it was the child's turn, Meng Fuling refused to let the gourd be cut, and wanted to cut it herself, but the gourd thought she was caring for the child, so she didn't say much.

Meng Fuling held the child's finger, and with the cover of her sleeve, when the blood dripped into the bowl, the powder between her fingernails sprinkled the blood.

This kind of medicine powder has been stained with blood, and no one can see the slightest difference. After she removes her hand, it can be seen that the blood of the two people does not mix at all.

She brought the bowl in front of several clan elders, "Grandpas, please see, here are the facts."

Now the elders of the clan have nothing to say, no matter how thick-skinned the Zhang family father and son are, they can't say sophistry.

Meng Fuling put down the bowl, looked at Zhang's father and son with a smirk, "Facts speak louder than words, Li Zheng, Zhang Tianming, do you have anything to say?"

"I, I—" Zhang Tianming trembled, not knowing how to argue.

It was Zhang Fugui. As soon as his expression changed, he slapped Zhang Tianming on the face, "Bastard, didn't you say that the child is yours? How dare you lie to me? It's just ruined Fuling's reputation."

Meng Fuling smacked her tongue secretly, she didn't expect that Zhang Fugui would push all the matter to Zhang Tianming for the sake of his own face.

Zhang Tianming was stunned by the beating, and he didn't expect his father to change his face when he said he would change his face, and put the whole thing on him.

"What are you looking at? You have to admit that you have done something wrong. Go! Come home with me and think about the past!"

Zhang Fugui grabbed Zhang Tianming's arm and walked away cursing. His posture really seemed to want to take Zhang Tianming home and discipline him.

But everyone present was dumbfounded, Zhang's father and son just left?Nothing?How thick are their skins?
"I said long ago that the child is not his." Hulu said to Meng Fuling.

"Nonsense! I also know that the child cannot be Zhang Tianming's." Meng Fuling laughed.

She told the midwife grandma not to bother the child too much, and went back to her room.

Before leaving, she specially explained a few words to Hulu.

******
After the cleaning was over, the guests dispersed, but the gourd stopped several clan elders.

The clan elders came with Zhang Fugui, and they thought they would all come, so they decided to have a meal before leaving.

Now being stopped by the gourd, they are a little scared, afraid that the gourd will deal with them. They have all seen how the gourd beat Zhang Tianming violently.

Mr. Sun tried his best to put on a majestic attitude, and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Hulu glanced at him lightly, "Fu Ling has something to discuss!"

"Is there something to discuss? What is it?" The clan elders glanced at each other, all of whom were puzzled by the Erzhang monk.

Hulu didn't answer, and didn't give way, but asked someone to ask Meng Fuling to come out.

The clan elders were afraid that the gourd would be violent, so they had to obediently wait for Meng Fuling to come out.

Not long after, Meng Fuling came out with a small wooden box.

"Fu Ling, what else do you need?" Mr. Jiang was impatient and couldn't help asking before the others.

Meng Fuling smiled but said nothing, just pushed the small wooden box in front of them.

The clan elders were very puzzled, staring at the wooden box not much larger than a palm, Mr. Jiang asked, "What's inside?"

"Open it and have a look and you'll know?" Meng Fuling thought it was amused to see their guarded faces.

"Open it, open it, what's there—" Mr. Jiang rushed to open the wooden box again, and when he saw the contents of the box clearly, all the unfinished words stuck in his throat.

A few ingots of silver were stacked neatly in the wooden box, shaking them so much that they couldn't look away, they were all surprised and happy.

Meng Fuling took in all the greed that burst out from their old eyes, and didn't speak first.

Grandpa Sun said excitedly, "Fu Ling, what are you?"

"Several old men, Zhang Fugui indulged Zhang Tianming in destroying my reputation and trying to take my son away. Do you think such a person is worthy to be the leader of our village?"

The clan elders have lived to such a great age, and they are all mature, how can they not understand what Meng Fuling means.

They shook their heads unanimously, "A person who acts unfairly and harbors evil intentions is naturally not worthy of being the leader of this village."

(End of this chapter)