At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

"Oh, Zonggui, you are covered with snowflakes and cold. Don't come in and freeze the lady."

Cuihua was shocked by the cold as soon as she opened the door. She frowned, picked up the backpack in Song Zonggui's hand, and closed the door.

Song Zonggui's face turned cold, and he suppressed his anger and shouted,

"Cuihua, the things in that basket are all for the baby's delivery. I guess she will give birth in the next few days, so please be careful."

"Got it!" Cuihua responded.

"Brother Gui, Cuihua is getting more and more able to make fun of us."

Song Liang added some firewood and walked out with an unconvinced look on his face.

Song Zonggui's eyes flashed slightly and he said with a chuckle, "Let her be proud for a few days."

"Brother Gui is back."

Song Wa walked into the yard carrying a fat chicken with a silly smile on her face.

"Are you going to Li Zheng's house to catch chickens?"

Song Zonggui looked at the fat chicken and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

In the past six months, Li Zheng has been frustrated to death. He can't support him at home.

He didn't dare to raise nothing, for fear that he would go crazy without eating the summer flowers.

Song Wa grinned, "Yes, Miss, you want something to eat, I caught the fattest one."

"Oh, by the way, Brother Gui, when I went there, I saw Old Man Song and his family making a fuss at Li Zheng's house.

They said it was too cold in the temple and they couldn't bear it and wanted to move back. "

Song Zonggui glanced at Xia Hua's room and sneered,

"Let them dream. Miss is at the critical moment of giving birth. How could Li Zheng let them come back to live there."

"Brother Gui's guess is really accurate." Song Wa gave a thumbs up, "Li Zheng sent people to take them back. They even had the temple door sealed."

Song Zonggui raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Isn't this normal?"

After a pause, he pointed to the chicken in Song Wa's hand, "Go and stew the chicken quickly. Remove the hair and make it clean. Add a little more water and wash some dried mushrooms and put them in."

Song Wa nodded and walked into the kitchen carrying the chicken.

As night fell, I felt my contractions getting faster and faster.

Thin pains hit her from time to time, making her extremely irritable.

At this time, the barrier that enveloped Songjia Village had another wave of fluctuations.

Xia Mo frowned and lay on the kang, with a slight smile on his lips.

"The evil Taoist priest came at the right time."

"Immortal please come in quickly."

When Li Zheng went to town a few days ago, he learned from the Taoist priest that Xia Hua would give birth tomorrow.

Xiaowei rubbed his cold-numbed hands and sighed,

"This damn weather almost froze me to death."

"Immortal, I have prepared everything."

Li Zheng pointed to a large bucket of rapeseed oil on the ground, as well as two large frames of rags.

The Taoist priest glanced at her and said, "When she gets up, she will immediately have dry firewood piled around her house."

Li Zheng nodded, "I have already informed you. When the time comes, everyone will carry the firewood and put it away."

The Taoist priest raised his eyelids and said, "Remember, move gently and don't disturb her."

"Don't worry, Immortal, we are looking for young people with nimble hands and feet."

The Taoist priest tapped his chin, "These fragments can also be soaked in kerosene."

Xiaowei saw that it was still early and stamped his numb feet.

"Immortal, let's get on the kang to warm our feet first, and then we can set off again when the time comes."

Li Zheng's wife also quickly advised, "Yes, the immortal should take a rest first."

The Taoist priest didn't refuse. After walking such a long way, his feet were numb from the cold.

Li Zheng's wife looked at the Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the Kang, and quickly ran to the kitchen to add a few more firewood to the stove, and cooked two bowls of gnocchi soup for the Taoist priest to eat.

Li was squatting in the room, carefully pouring rapeseed oil on the rags.

"Miss, the chicken is stewed."

Cuihua walked into the room with a large bowl of chicken soup.

The moment the door opened, a blast of cold wind rushed in.

Xia Mo held her huge belly and frowned.

"Put the bowl down. Go out and close the door."

Cuihua put down the bowl and pinched her ears with her hot and red fingers.

"Hi~~~ It's so hot. Eat it while it's hot, miss. I'm going out first."

"Hmm~~~hiss~~~"

As soon as Xia Mo said a word, his stomach began to cramp again.

Cuihua quickly stepped forward and looked at her.

"Miss, do you have a stomachache or are you about to give birth?"

Xia Mo frowned and held back the pain, "Go and call Po Wen."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Cuihua nodded, turned around and ran out.

"Cuihua, why are you running?"

Song Zonggui saw Cuihua running out and immediately stopped her.

Cuihua said anxiously,

"Miss may be about to give birth, I'll call Po Wen."

Song Zonggui immediately reached out and pinched Cuihua's wrist.

"What did you say? Miss is giving birth?"

"Oh, please let go, don't delay me from calling Wen Po."

Cuihua jumped up and down anxiously and shook Song Zonggui's hand hard.

Song Zonggui squeezed it very tightly and refused to let go.

"Mr. Wen lives in Mrs. Song's house. It's a matter of two steps. What's the rush?"

Xia Hua invited this Wen Po back from town three days ago and arranged for her to live in Mrs. Song's house.

Cuihua pursed her lips and glared at Song Zonggui,

"The lady asked me to shout. What do you want to do by stopping me? Are you betraying the lady?"

Cuihua stared at Song Zonggui's face. She could only vaguely see his shining eyes in the night.

"That's bullshit!" Song Zonggui gritted his teeth and glared at Cuihua, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you to death."

Cuihua shrank her neck and retorted unwillingly,

"You dare, my lady will peel off your skin."

"I'm too lazy to tell you. I'm going to call Wen Po. It will be bad when she falls asleep."

Cuihua timidly pulled Song Zonggui's hand away, then turned around and walked to Mrs. Song's room with a vague thought.

She was a little afraid that Song Zonggui would beat the young lady while she was giving birth.

After Song Zonggui watched Cuihua turn around, the anger flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand and slashed the back of Cuihua's neck with a knife. He took a step forward and hugged the fainted Cuihua with his hands.

Song Zonggui took a deep breath and dragged Cuihua into the kitchen.

Song Wa and Song Liang, who were nestling at the door of the kitchen to keep warm, were shocked when they saw this scene.

The half peanut that Song Wa was biting in her mouth fell out.

"Gui---Brother Gui, did you kill Cuihua?"

Song Liang swallowed nervously, "It doesn't matter if you kill this girl, she always likes to boss us around."

Song Zonggui rolled his eyes at them, "Kill whatever you want, the living ones. You two guard her."

Song Wa looked at Cuihua, who was thrown in front of them by Song Zonggui, and tried her breathing with trembling hands.

"Hey~~~ I'm still angry. I'm not dead."

When Song Liang heard this, he felt relieved.

Scared to death.