The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

In this way, time quickly came to the beginning of 1995. On this day, Xiaodang was basking in the sun at the door with her thin body and a big belly. She was more than nine months pregnant.

Yes, I don’t know if Yan Jiefang is good at other things, but his accuracy in shooting is quite good. Three months after the marriage, Xiaodang was pregnant.

After getting pregnant, Xiaodang was quite happy. Although Yan Jiefang was a little old, he was still very good to her. Apart from not letting her do heavy work, he even seldom asked her to cook. This was probably what they called an old husband spoiling his wife!

After almost half a year of nourishing his body, Xiaodang was still very thin, with no sign of gaining weight. Instead, his belly was getting bigger and bigger. His small body with such a big belly looked uncoordinated no matter how you looked at it.

That night, after Yan Jiefang came back and put down the garbage, he started to cook for Xiaodang. Since they had limited money, they ate separately. Xiaodang and the child ate better, with almost every meal having some meat, while Yan Jiefang and Yan Fugui were happy just to be full. However, both of them were willing to do so because they placed the Yan family's hopes on the child Xiaodang was currently carrying, and they all prayed for a son.

After cooking the meal, Yan Jiefang carefully placed it in front of Xiaodang, "Wife, yours is ready. You eat first. I'll go get mine and dad's." Yan Jiefang said with a smile.

"Brother Jiefang, I feel like I might give birth soon. My belly is so big that it's a bit difficult for me to walk now. And I think the time is almost up." Xiaodang said happily. Yan Fugui promised her that as long as she gave birth to a son, he would give her all his money, even the house, so Xiaodang was looking forward to the child. She felt that she would definitely give birth to a son.

"I know. I just told Dad that I will try not to go out to collect supplies these days and just stay with you. Dad said that he will make up for my income during this period until the baby is born." Yan Jiefang said.

"Okay, I thought so too. I'm just afraid of something happening. After all, my health is not good and I'm old. The doctor said I'm an elderly pregnant woman and I need to pay special attention." Xiao Dang said.

"Of course. You are now our Yan family's national treasure. You are very precious. Whether our Yan family can continue to carry on its legacy depends on you."

"Don't worry. People in my Jia family know nothing but giving birth to sons. I am definitely pregnant with a son. I'm just afraid that your father will change his mind and not give me the child he promised." Xiao Dang said worriedly. In her eyes, Yan Fugui was the ancestor of stinginess.

"Don't worry. My father won't live for long. His age is there for us to see! Who else should we give his money to if not the eldest grandson of the Yan family?" Yan Jiefang said affirmatively.

"That's good, go and cook!" Xiaodang said.

So, soon, Yan Jiefang went to cook, and Xiaodang started to eat at her own stove. She was very satisfied with the recent days. She felt like she was being worshipped like a Buddha. This was the feeling she had been looking forward to for many years.

After a while, Xiaodang was full. After eating, she touched her belly as usual. After touching it twice, she suddenly felt her stomach churning, as if the baby was moving.

"Little guy, he moved, he moved. He is really a son. Girls are not so naughty." Xiaodang said to himself with a smile.

As soon as she finished laughing, the noise became louder. After rolling around for a while, she felt very painful, so she shouted, "Free me, free me, come quickly, I might orgasm! My stomach hurts so much, so much."

In the kitchen, Yan Jiefang ran out quickly after hearing Xiaodang's cry, and asked anxiously, "Is the baby about to be born?"

"Well, my stomach hurts so much. Hurry, take me to the hospital. I can feel that I'm about to give birth." Xiaodang shouted.

“Okay, okay, right away.”

As he said this, Yan Jiefang walked over with his limping leg and tried to pick up Xiaodang.

"Jiefang, are you stupid? Did you hold me in your arms? If you carry me to the hospital, you won't be able to get there tomorrow. Go call an ambulance!" Xiaodang shouted.

"Hey, you're so anxious. I'm going to go outside and make a phone call. You wait." Yan Jiefang said.

So, soon, Yan Jiefang dragged his lame leg to the outside store and made a phone call.

In the room, Xiao Dang was in so much pain that he was almost dying. Yan Fugui, who heard the noise, also ran in and turned around anxiously. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so he put his hands together and prayed to the sky, "Merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, please protect my grandson of the Yan family and keep him safe..."

After a while, with a shrill scream, the ambulance arrived and Xiaodang was soon carried up.

Fifteen minutes later, at the door of the hospital delivery room, Yan Jiefang and his son both had anxious looks on their faces, especially Yan Jiefang, who had a circle of blisters on his mouth. He was so eager to have a son, and he really didn't want to lose his son again this time.

Because just now, Xiaodang fainted from the pain when he was carried in.

"Jiefang, don't be anxious. Your mother will bless her grandson. Look at your mouth. Hey! Why isn't it coming out yet?" Yan Fugui said anxiously while comforting.

"Dad, do you think the child will be okay?" Yan Jiefang asked.

"No, how could that be? It definitely won't happen."

"Dad, I have a bad feeling. I feel like I am a disaster star, a disaster star that brings bad luck to my wife and children. Do you think this is true?"

"Bah, bah, bah, nonsense, how is it possible, isn't your brother's child fine?" Yan Fugui said angrily.

"Dad, my brother is having a daughter." Yan Jiefang said, "But maybe Xiaodang is having a son."

"It's okay, don't talk nonsense." Yan Fugui also became nervous.

Just when the father and son were worried, a nurse came out of the delivery room and said, "Family members, please come and sign. The mother is having a difficult delivery and has lost a lot of blood. We need surgery. Please sign quickly."

"Ah? Nurse, is everything okay?" Yan Jiefang said anxiously.

"Sign quickly! It will be dangerous if you don't sign! Hurry up!" the nurse shouted.

"Okay, okay, I'll sign it right away."

As he spoke, Yan Jiecheng took the paper and pen and quickly wrote his name on it.

"What kind of blood is that?" the nurse asked.

"What blood?" Yan Jiefang asked in confusion.

"Oh, it's the blood type, ABO." the nurse said anxiously.

"I don't know, I haven't tested it." Yan Jiefang said.

"Ah, you don't even know this. What should we do? Your wife is bleeding heavily now and needs a blood transfusion," said the nurse.

"What blood type do you want?" Yan Fugui asked.

“Type O.”

"I just happened to be, take my pick." Yan Fugui said.

"Ah! Uncle, don't joke with me. You can't do that. You are so old. I can't be held responsible if anything happens." The nurse said speechlessly.