1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 966 Da Bao pushed his aunt, and his aunt said her stomach hurt.

They had informed the other party in advance, thinking that if Xia Qiu started her illness, they could ask them to give her a ride. They never expected their in-laws to come today.

Before her father could give any instructions, Qiu Shaomei, the youngest daughter, ran out and said, "I'll go get someone right now."

Luckily, the tractor had just finished work and was still running in the garage when it arrived quickly. Qiu's father, Xiao's father, Qiu Shaomei, and Chunxiao all got on the vehicle.

Qiu Shaocheng was about to get on the bus when An Xiaojing stopped him: "So many people have already gone, you don't need to join in the fun. You won't be of any help anyway, and besides, I can't be left alone here."

Qiu Shaocheng looked troubled. His wife was right, but he still felt bad about going.

While he hesitated, the tractor had already sputtered forward.

Qiu Shaocheng glanced at the tractor that had driven a short distance away, then at his heavily pregnant wife, and finally nodded, saying, "Alright, then we'll wait at home."

At this moment, An Xiaojing whispered, "There's still chicken soup simmering in the kitchen. Go and keep an eye on it, and when you're done, get me a bowl."

Qiu Shaocheng frowned: "Isn't this a bad idea?"

An Xiaojing rolled her eyes at him: "Today, Brother gave the chicken to Shaomei, which means it's for everyone to eat. I'm heavily pregnant now, so I'm bound to be craving something. I'll just have one bowl, and you can keep the rest for your sister-in-law."

Qiu Shaocheng didn't want to argue with his wife: "I'll send the rest over later, maybe they'll come in handy."

Actually, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to keep the chicken soup. Not only was his pregnant wife, who had a sweet tooth, in the courtyard, but he also had to send a bowl to his sick great-grandmother. If he didn't send the chicken soup away, he was afraid that the older generation from the eldest branch of the family would come over sooner or later.

An Xiaojing didn't say anything more.

Qiu Shaocheng escorted his wife back to the house and then went to the kitchen to keep watch.

As the aroma of chicken soup wafted out, just as he had expected, several of the younger members of the eldest son's family gathered at the kitchen door.

A little while later, his wife also came over. An Xiaojing saw the little ones at the kitchen door and said, "Pan'er, it's very cold today. Quickly take your younger siblings back inside and don't let them get cold."

Before Qiu Pan'er, the eldest granddaughter of the first wife, could speak, Qiu Dabao from the second wife shouted, "I'm not going back, I want to eat chicken."

Seeing that they weren't leaving, An Xiaojing said, "Your Aunt Xiaqiu is about to give birth, and this chicken soup is for her. I'm afraid we can't share it with you today. Listen to me, don't wait anymore, go back quickly."

After saying that, she tried to go into the kitchen and close the door.

As a result, Qiu Shaohu's four-year-old son, Qiu Dabao, from the second wife's family, pushed An Xiaojing. Logically speaking, such a small child should not be able to push an adult, but An Xiaojing was in a hurry to enter the kitchen and stepped on a piece of firewood, while lifting her other foot.

Just then, Qiu Dabao pushed her hard again, and she lost her balance. With a cry of "Ah!", she fell towards the firewood in front of her.

Just then, Qiu Shaocheng turned around and looked over. Startled, he dropped the firewood he was holding and barely managed to catch her. Although she didn't fall, she hurt her waist and stomach. In an instant, she felt something was wrong down there. "Ah, my stomach! Shaocheng, take me to the clinic quickly, my stomach hurts."

The children were terrified when they realized they had caused trouble, and the eldest son's youngest grandson burst into tears.

The parents in each family naturally couldn't sit still any longer and rushed out, asking, "What happened?"

Qiu Pan'er was a few years older: "Da Bao pushed his aunt, and his aunt said her stomach hurt."

Qiu Shaocheng had already stood up straight and hugged her: "Xiao Jing, bear with it, I'll take you to the clinic right away."

Seeing that his wife's forehead was covered in sweat, he knew she wasn't faking it, so he shouted towards the kitchen entrance, "Quick, find a car! My wife is having a miscarriage!"

Qiu Shaohu, who had just come out of the house stretching, immediately perked up. He had just heard his niece say that the person had been pushed by his own son.

Although he didn't believe his son could push an adult like An Xiaojing, now was not the time to talk about that. He ran out of the hospital and said, "I'm going out to find a car."

(End of this chapter)