love you hell

"Hey, why is it so many days in advance, and the bridge looks like that now!" An elderly aunt hurried over with the help, and was taken aback when she saw Xia Qing standing at the door, "Who are you?"

"Just passing by." Xia Qing replied simply, getting out of the way.

There were two lives hanging in the house, big and small, and the aunt didn't have time to say more, so she rushed into the house.

The house belonged to the "fourth" daughter-in-law, and I don't know if she was frightened. When she came out of the village chief's house, she felt a dull pain in her stomach.

By the time Xia Qing arrived, she had been in pain for almost an hour.

"Difficult labor, go, go and bring over the old chicken soup stewed in our house, and give her a few mouthfuls." The voice of the old woman came from the house.

After a while, a middle-aged woman came out of the house. Seeing that Xia Qing was still outside, she was stunned, but she still hurried towards the house on the diagonal.

Xia Qing looked up at the roof of this room. An old woman in khaki clothes was squatting lightly there. Her hands and feet looked weirdly short. She was burying her head on the roof and facing down, as if she was looking at the house. The situation here.

The old woman held a ball of red thread in her hand, and one end of the ball of red thread went into the roof.

Suddenly, with a smile on her face, the old woman lifted up the ball of red thread suddenly, and there was a much more tragic cry from the room, but at the end of the cry, it was obvious that she was exhausted.

This cry of pain seemed to please the old woman, she covered her mouth and laughed a few times, and continued to look at the situation inside.

Xia Qing's eyes were fixed, and she was sure that in the room she couldn't see, the red thread had already penetrated into the mother's mouth.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded, Xia Qing looked over there, and unexpectedly saw Zheng Jing and several people rushing over here.

Seeing Xia Qing, Zheng Jing paused, and then speeded up to Xia Qing's side, but was interrupted by a cry of pain in the room just as she was about to speak.Zheng Jing turned to look at the room: "This is...?"

"Have a baby." Xia Qing replied lightly, without giving Zheng Jing a chance to express her feelings, "Officer Zheng also came to have a baby?"

"..." Zheng Jing's eyes twitched, and she took a deep breath before shaking her head, "It's related to the case, is the person who gave birth in the morning?"

"Probably." Xia Qing shrugged, watching the person who brought the chicken soup before carefully bring the soup over, and was startled by the extra people in front of the room.

At this time, the village chief who was watched by Xiao Zhang also rushed over, and when he heard the movement in the house, his anxious expression was palpable: "Officer, this, this is..."

"Village chief, she gave birth prematurely, and my fourth aunt said it was a dystocia." The woman serving the soup replied, hurried into the house, and closed the door.

The village chief trembled, a complicated look flashed across his face, and finally he slapped his leg: "Ah, what a crime!"

"Officer Zheng, the equipment here is so simple, and there is a possibility of two dead bodies inside. If I have a way to make the people inside give birth smoothly, I just need you to do something, will you do it?" Xia Qing seemed to be in a good mood suddenly Got up, and said a long paragraph to Zheng Jing with a half-smile.

Zheng Jing was taken aback, feeling that this was not a good thing.

But before Zheng Jing could speak, the village head who heard what Xia Qing said clearly rushed over: "What should I do?!"

Xia Qing didn't answer, she just took a step back and distanced herself from the village head, and glanced at Zheng Jing who was aside, happy to see her tangled expression.

The village head noticed this, and hurriedly turned to Zheng Jing, and grabbed her arm: "Officer Zheng, please save her, she is the last blood of the fourth family!"

Just a while ago, the son and grandson of the fourth child drowned in an accident near the bridge, leaving only the pregnant daughter-in-law.

"As long as the mother and child are safe, I will say anything!" The village head almost regarded Zheng Jing as the last straw, "The retribution for that incident should be retribution on us, and it has nothing to do with the children!"

Hearing what the village chief said, Zheng Jing knew that her guess was close.But now saving people is the most important thing, she looked at Xia Qing, and had a rough guess of what Xia Qing would say in her heart: "What do I need to do?"

Xia Qing evoked a smile, and her eyes fell on the room: "Find a sharp knife, cut a knife in the void above the parturient's head, and immediately put an umbrella on top of the parturient's head."

Zheng Jing felt that she was almost getting used to Xia Qing's superstitious talk from time to time.

The problem is, although this statement is superstitious, it is clear that the village head has already believed it.Facing the village chief who was about to kneel down and beg, Zheng Jing suddenly felt like breaking a jar.

"Well, I'll go."

Watching Zheng Jing knock on the door, accompanied by the village chief, explain the situation and walk in, Xia Qing's eyes fell on the old woman on the roof again.

I saw that the old woman was smiling proudly and raised the red thread in her hand again, but almost accidentally fell from the roof, her smile froze instantly, and she grabbed it with a sullen face, the rope on the red thread was obviously short .

She jumped twice angrily, and patiently put down the thread again, but the woman below was tightly covered by an umbrella, and the old woman became more and more irritable.

After a few hops, the old woman finally raised her head and looked around for something small, such as a cat, that would allow her to bring the ends of red thread into the house.

However, before the old woman could find something that could be used, the first thing she saw was Xia Qing, a human girl.

The human girl was not scary, but the old woman felt a sense of crisis rushing into the back of her head, and realized that this human girl could actually see her.

This unexpected feeling forced the old woman to stop, almost only the whites of her eyes were looking at Xia Qing.

A baby's cry came from the house.

The old woman's complexion changed, knowing that she had failed this time, she gave Xia Qing an annoyed look, and finally she honestly jumped out of the back of the house with a ball of red thread and left.

Before Xia Qing could look away, Zheng Jing pushed the door out of the room, she didn't know if she was scared by the birth of a child or something else, her face turned pale.

"Officer Zheng..." Scared just like that?Xia Qing originally wanted to say that.

But a sudden sense of crisis came from behind, and Xia Qing urged herself to get out of the way, but her body couldn't react as quickly as her mind.

She only had time to forcefully shift the center of gravity of her body to the front side, and at the same time saw Zheng Jing who had just come out opened her eyes wide and ran towards her suddenly.

"Be careful!" Xiao Zhang, who was not far from Xia Qing, shouted and pushed Xia Qing aside.

The force was not small, and Xia Qing was pushed to the ground immediately, but she did avoid the shovel that fell suddenly from behind.

The shovel failed to reach Xia Qing, and hit the ground so hard that it sank two or three centimeters into it. Before anyone could lift the shovel up again, Xiao Zhang had already rushed towards him, and Zheng Jing also arrived in two or three steps. He grabbed the wrist holding the shovel and twisted it back, raised his leg and pressed his knee on the leg of the person passing by, and the shiny handcuffs handcuffed the person.

After this series of movements, Xia Qing just stood up from the ground and patted the dust off her clothes.

"Thank you just now, Comrade Xiao Zhang." Xia Qing said calmly, as if she wasn't the one who was almost chopped up before.