Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

Zhang Dabiao's words make no mistake!

What he said was irrefutable. He stuffed the pregnant woman into the sidecar and made her sit there. With that posture, and then a little shudder—well, she gave birth right there in the sidecar.

After thinking for a moment, everyone understood and quickly got to work. There was no time to laugh at Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi.

"Liu Guangqi, go borrow a cart from the neighboring courtyard." Zhang Dabiao ignored Jia Zhangshi and Yi Zhonghai and shouted into the courtyard.

"Jingru, Sister Hongjuan, Yushui, you guys lend a hand and help Qin Huairu out. Also, prepare the bedding, the baby's maternity bag, and baby clothes."

"What are you all standing there for? Get moving!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Guangqi immediately turned around to find a cart. Everyone else also got busy. Zhang Dabiao's clear and decisive instructions brought order to the previously chaotic scene.

He didn't directly offer assistance, but calmly issued instructions. Helping Qin Huairu was problematic; it would be too naive. Not helping was also problematic; it would be too cold-blooded. Besides, Qin Mancang was still helping him manage "Mixue Ice Cream" in Hong Kong; out of respect for him, he had to lend a hand.

Well, what if both mother and child die? How will we explain this to Qin Mancang and Qin Jingru? Will we just watch his sister die?

One thing at a time, let's get the person rescued first.

Moreover, Zhang Dabiao is now a "prospective" cadre. It didn't matter before he didn't have this status, but now he has to be more mindful of the impact.

Enraged by Zhang Dabiao's words, Jia Zhangshi trembled with rage, pointing her finger at him and cursing, "You heartless bastard! Who's brainless? You, Zhang Dabiao, are just watching people die by refusing to lend them the motorcycle! You'll get your retribution!"

Zhang Dabiao merely glanced at her indifferently and remained silent. The matter of whether to use a motorcycle or a handcart was pointless to argue with this old hag, and he was too lazy to waste his breath.

Just as the cart was being pushed into the central courtyard and everyone was preparing to help lift Qin Huairu up, Sha Zhu suddenly came out.

The fool Zhu, who had said, "He's a dog if he interferes in the Jia family's affairs again," still stepped forward.

Zhang Dabiao was supposed to bite the bullet and go forward to help, but he stopped.

Then they made way.

Everyone made way for Sha Zhu.

The ultimate pure love simp king, Sha Zhu—he's here!

Sha Zhu, his eyes bloodshot, walked to Qin Huairu's side, picked her up, and helped her onto the cart. Qin Huairu's body was so light that it pained him; he carefully placed her on the cart, afraid that she might suffer even the slightest harm.

Qin Huairu looked at Sha Zhu, who was busy taking care of her, and tears welled up in her eyes. She knew that this man was ultimately being dragged down by her and their family. She knew he hated her and the Jia family, but when she was truly in danger, the first person to rush to her aid was still this man she had hurt time and time again. Her heart was filled with gratitude, but also with guilt and helplessness. Perhaps this ill-fated relationship between them was truly destined to be difficult to sever.

Sha Zhu draped the cart's belt over his shoulder, kept his head down, and without saying a word, steadily pulled the cart out of the yard.

Qin Jingru went along; that was her older sister, the cousin who used to carry her around in the fields when they were little. Xiao Dang was left with You Hongjuan, who lived next door to the Jia family; Liu Xiaoqing and Xiao Dang were happily eating.

He Yushui also went, because her mentally challenged older brother was there, and she had to keep an eye on things.

Yi Zhonghai naturally had to go along, because Qin Huairu was carrying his godson. The old man was ruined, but if the younger one was properly educated from a young age, there was still hope.

Everyone else went about their business.

Surely the whole hospital has to come out and help when someone has a baby.

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The banquet in the east courtyard was not interrupted by the unexpected situation in the central courtyard. Sha Zhu left on the cart, but the food and wine on the table remained plentiful, and the laughter continued. Zhang Dabiao showed no sign of distress, as if everything that had just happened in the central courtyard was merely an insignificant interlude.

The three assistants admired Zhang Dabiao's calmness and decisiveness. They knew about Zhang Dabiao's messy affairs with the Jia family, and that he had already done more than enough. Liu Guangqi and Yan Jiecheng were also happy to have some peace and quiet and not have to get involved in those messy affairs.

You Hongjuan, Lou Xiao'e, Yu Limu, Wanqing, and others were playing with two children—Liu Xiaoqing and Xiao Dang. Xiao Dang was naturally very worried when his mother was suddenly dragged away in the cart, and he started crying.

Xu Damao, a chatterbox, raised his wine glass and joked, "Da Biao, don't worry about the Jia family. With Sha Zhu there, the mother and child will be safe."

"But what do you think Qin Huairu will give birth to this time?"

He meant to ask whether he wanted a boy or a girl, because these days most people still have a strong attachment to having a son.

Xu Damao had a gossipy smile on his face, clearly curious about the Jia family's affairs. In fact, everyone was curious. The Jia family had already been boasting about their son, and if they had another boy, the Jia family would be incredibly proud!

But Liu is the third son, and Yan is also the third son. They don't seem to be anything special, do they?

Zhang Dabiao picked up a piece of braised pork with his chopsticks and was chewing it when he casually said without thinking, "Daughter, name her Huaihua."

Upon hearing this, everyone at the table, including Mu Wanqing, was stunned.

"Daughter? Huaihua?" Xu Damao's eyes widened, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

Zhang Dabiao spoke casually, as if reciting a menu, yet it froze everyone at the table.

Xu Damao nearly spat out his drink. His eyes widened, and he sobered up a bit: "Da Biao, you...you're kidding, right? You can guess whether it's a boy or a girl, but you actually named it?"

Liu Guangqi was also somewhat bewildered. He could be a bit naive if he said it was a boy or a girl. But Zhang Dabiao even gave the name—who would believe that?

Mu Wanqing tightened her grip on her chopsticks. She knew Zhang Dabiao's personality and knew he wouldn't say such things easily, but this was too unbelievable. Did Zhang Dabiao really have the ability to predict the future?

You Hongjuan and Lou Xiao'e exchanged a glance. They had heard many of his "miraculous" claims, but hearing such a precise prediction down to the name still made them a little scared. In those days, feudal superstitions, shamans, and so on were still considered quite mysterious and sinister.

Zhang Dabiao then realized he had spoken too quickly and blurted something out. He didn't want to be labeled a "fortune teller," as that would only bring more trouble.

He put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass, and waved his hand dismissively: "Hey, what's the big deal? My dad's known as Zhang the Fortune Teller, he can even change my fate against all odds, what's wrong with predicting a man's gender and a name?" A hint of helplessness appeared on his face: "Well, it's something he predicted before, I remembered it, and then I just said it offhand."

Zhang Dabiao spoke calmly, as if it were just an ordinary matter, and added, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, it was my dad who calculated it, not me."

【Why don't you go down there and ask him?】

The people inside the courtyard were merely surprised, but outside the courtyard, Jia Zhangshi in the central courtyard couldn't stand hearing this!

"Zhang Dabiao! You heartless bastard! You depraved creature!"

"How dare you curse my Huairu to have a daughter?"