The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is sending off his son to the empress, Daluo Jinxian Amitabha, please bless my old Song family's reborn son, gather nine grandchildren to bring good luck to the old Song family, please!"

An old lady with mixed black and white hair was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, chanting, the moonlight shining through the window sills on her face, she looked extremely creepy.

But she kept chanting, as if possessed by a demon. After some time, she seemed to get her wish in a dream, and laughed again, "Thank you Bodhisattva, thank you Bodhisattva for sending us lucky stars, I will treat the old lady well! "

She woke up with a smile. The old lady opened her eyes and sat up abruptly. She found that she didn't feel lost when she was dreaming, but felt full of confidence.

Excitedly, she turned around and kicked the sleeping old man at the other end.

"Old man, wake up, wake up, I dreamed just now, the Bodhisattva said that the eldest daughter-in-law is going to give birth tonight, and she will give birth to a lucky baby. Get up, we have to prepare for the smooth delivery of the eldest daughter-in-law."

"The fortune teller also said that our family already has eight grandchildren, and adding one more will be the number of the emperor. It is very perfect and very prosperous. Our family can easily turn itself into a landlord, and at the worst, it can be a shelter for three generations, old man !!!”

The old lady started shouting.

Old man Song woke up reluctantly with a frown, and avoided his wife's feet in a daze. Go back, believe in everything, go to sleep, you have to go to the field tomorrow!"

Moreover, the eldest daughter-in-law is only more than eight months pregnant, not full term, and they are all women. Don't you know that it takes ten months to give birth?

I'm so confused every day I want to have a grandson!

"You still don't believe me, you old man..." Mrs. Song swears as she puts on her clothes, she slips off the bed, puts on her shoes, and walks out.

How could what the Bodhisattva said be false?

As soon as the door was opened, a tall black figure rushed over from outside the door. The speed was so fast that Mrs. Song was terrified.

"Mother, mother, it's about to give birth, it's about to give birth, my daughter-in-law is about to give birth, what should I do, what should I do, should I ask for a midwife!" Boss Song was naive, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, hurriedly I was so overwhelmed that I didn't know where to put it.

Hearing this, old man Song also stood up like a carp. Although he didn't stand up, he finally got up rolling and crawling.It's really about to give birth. Could it be that there is really a Bodhisattva blessing to give birth to a lucky baby?

The old lady Song gave him a blank look, "Idiot, your mother is the best midwife in ten miles and eight towns, please, go to the kitchen to boil hot water, the more the better, hurry up!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and picked up a wooden box and went straight to the west wing room. Boss Song was still circling in circles, his mind went blank with anxiety, "Father, why is the water boiling? Where is the boiling water? My wife has a lot of trouble. Blood."

The old man Song was speechless, and he slapped him while pulling his pants, "Stupid thing, how do you boil the water? Use your father's mouth to burn it. Get out of the kitchen. Use firewood and burn it in a pot. How did you give birth to me?" Such a stupid thing!"

After beating his son, the anger in his heart subsided a lot. Old man Song habitually put his hands behind his back and followed him with small steps. Halfway back, he lit the oil lamp and handed it to the old woman at the door. He turned anxiously at the door. To and fro.

Under the faint yellow light, the female voice screamed one after another, which made people's scalp numb, and their hearts were pinched and twisted.

Now in Yinshizhong, half an hour before the rooster crows, the second daughter-in-law knocked on the door with a cloth bag only separated by a mud wall, followed by eight boys of different heights, fat and thin, all excited Anxiously looking in the direction of the west wing.

"Father, sister-in-law is about to give birth. Why don't you call me? It must be difficult for sister-in-law to give birth for the first time. I have already given birth to eight. I have a lot of experience. I will help sister-in-law."

The second daughter-in-law of the Song family squeezed her chubby body through the door, and rushed towards the west wing with twists and turns.

"Grandpa, I, what can I do, I will go and see!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, we're going too!"

"We are waiting in the yard, Grandpa, let us go in!"

……

Eight boys squeezed in one after another, making old man Song dizzy, but he couldn't stop pampering him, and the door of the west wing was closed again, and there were voices of women talking, crying, and shouting... sound anxious.

Old man Song walked around even faster, seeing his eldest son pouring water like an ant on a hot pot, he simply walked into the stove to boil water.

By the way, I also boiled a pot of porridge and warmed up an egg custard, so that my daughter-in-law can nourish her body.

The whole family was busy, and finally, another quarter of an hour later, they fell to the ground with a croaking sound. The whole family laughed and went straight to the door of the West Wing, staring at it eagerly.

"It must be a younger sister from the sound!"

"I also want a younger sister, how nice my sister is, soft, white, babbling, babbling, so cute!"

"What if it's black and hard, that's what Daniu's sister is like."

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