Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

"Why go to the hospital? Just stay home and lie down." Grandma Gao pulled Yan Fangfang off the bed.

He half-carried, half-lifted Yan Lanlan to the bed. "When we get back with the money, we'll have him stand up for you. These two jinxes can't escape. I'll get you a bowl of talisman water to drink. You must be capable enough to protect my eldest grandson."

Make sure Yan Lanlan is settled.

Grandma Gao turned around and glared fiercely at Yan Fangfang, who was moving towards the door.

She grabbed a broom from behind the door and yelled, "You hurt my precious grandson in Lanlan's belly! I'm going to beat you to death today, you barren hen!"

The broom hadn't even landed yet.

Gao Xiaoying rushed over like a cannonball, grabbed her mother's leg tightly, and bit her mother's thigh.

"Ah...you brat!" Old Mrs. Gao gasped in pain, then grabbed the broom handle and lashed it hard across Gao Xiaoying's back.

Gao Xiaoying was trembling all over from the pain, but she refused to give a word.

"Mom, go!" Gao Xiaoying cried out incoherently. "If you don't leave, you'll really die. When I grow up, I'll bring my sister to find you. Go!"

"I'm a girl from the Gao family. They won't really kill me."

"You'll die if you stay. Your sister and I want you to live well."

Lying on the small bed, Yan Lanlan clutched her stomach, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

She felt her thighs were a little wet.

"Sister, eldest sister, don't go." Yan Lanlan's voice softened, trembling with tears. "I'm bleeding. I'm afraid I've miscarried. Eldest sister, please have mercy and take me to the hospital. You can't just leave me to die."

Gao Xiaoying, dizzy from the beating, screamed hysterically upon hearing this:

"Mom, be selfish for once. Live for yourself this time. Dad will take her to the hospital when he gets back. If you stay, they'll beat you to death."

Yan Fangfang felt her heart breaking as she looked at her crying eldest daughter.

"Xiao Ying... I'm sorry."

Yan Fangfang bit her lip until it bled, then scrambled out of the main room.

Instead of running directly to the gate, she turned and went into the kitchen.

I was so hungry that my stomach was practically sticking to my back, and I would faint before I could even reach the village entrance.

She yanked the lid off the iron pot on the stove.

Inside is sweet potato porridge that Grandma Gao cooked this morning.

Yan Fangfang scooped up some sweet potato porridge with a spoon and stuffed it into her mouth with all her might.

It was so hot that it made her esophagus ache.

She swallowed it whole without even chewing it.

I drank two large spoonfuls.

She turned around, grabbed a ladle, scooped up a ladle of cold water from the water tank, and gulped down half of it.

The cold water mixed with the scalding hot porridge fell into my stomach, a sensation of both ice and fire.

I feel relieved now.

Yan Fangfang wiped her mouth and staggered out of the kitchen.

Inside the main room, Gao's mother was stopped by Gao Xiaoying, who refused to let her out.

Yan Fangfang forced herself not to look at it or listen to it.

She stumbled and rushed out of the Gao family's gate, running desperately along the dirt road overgrown with weeds behind the village.

After finally managing to kick Gao Xiaoying away, Gao's mother ran outside and found that Yan Fangfang was nowhere to be seen.

She was determined to teach Gao Xiaoying, her treacherous granddaughter, a lesson.

Yan Lanlan was pleading with someone to take her to the hospital.

Grandma Gao shouted in a shrill voice, "Stop crying! You've scared my precious grandson!"

She went and got some incense ash.

A short while later.

Grandma Gao was holding a half-broken bowl, the dark water inside emitting a burnt smell.

"Drink it." Old Mrs. Gao shoved the bowl toward Yan Lanlan's mouth. "This is incense ash from the Great Immortal of Xishan. It's most effective for protecting the fetus when mixed with water."

Yan Lanlan was in so much pain that her face turned deathly pale, and her clothes were soaked with sweat and clung to her body.

She shook her head frantically and tried to push the broken bowl away.

"Take me to the hospital... Mom, my stomach hurts so much it feels like it's going to tear open, I'm going to die here."

"fart."

Old Mrs. Gao grabbed her cheeks and forced the liquid down her throat.

"Don't you know how strict family planning is these days? You're a young woman who's not even married yet, and you're showing up at the clinic with such a big belly. Do you want to drag our whole family down with you and make a fool of ourselves? Drink this incense ash water, and you'll be fine."

"Cough cough..." Yan Lanlan coughed repeatedly, the black liquid running down her chin onto the pillow.

She looked at Gao Xiaoying, who was huddled in the corner, in despair. "Xiaoying...go, go and call your father back..."

Gao Xiaoying stood close to the wall, trembling with fear.

She was afraid...

She hit Yan Lanlan; her unborn son is in serious trouble.

Will her father beat her to death?

Just then, heavy footsteps came from the courtyard.

Gao Youqian, with a sullen face, lifted the curtain and entered the room.

"What happened? The yard is a mess, where did Fangfang go?"

"I have money." Yan Lanlan cried out as if she'd found a lifeline. "Help me, take me to the hospital..."

Old Mrs. Gao chimed in sarcastically from the side:

"That ungrateful wretch Xiaoying is biased towards her mother and even headbutted Lanlan's stomach. It caused Lanlan to bleed, and she might not be able to keep the baby. That girl is useless; she can't even keep the baby after just one headbutt."

Gao Youqian's cold gaze fell on Gao Xiaoying.

He swung his arm in a wide arc.

"Smack."

A crisp sound.

Gao Xiaoying was slapped so hard she flipped over and crashed heavily onto the muddy ground.

The little girl couldn't get up for a long time.

All I could see were swirling stars, my cheeks were burning and numb, and a metallic taste filled my mouth.

Gao Youqian put on a completely different face when facing Yan Lanlan on the bed, his voice as soft as water.

"Why aren't you more careful?"

Yan Lanlan wiped away her tears as she complained:

"I kindly asked the older woman if she wanted something to eat. She immediately cursed my unborn child, saying it would be born without a cow and that I was destined to be childless. She said, 'You have money, I'm in pain… please take me to the hospital!'"

Yan Lanlan gripped the bedsheet tightly, "This child is too unlucky to keep. I can still give you a big, healthy son when I'm younger."

Upon hearing that the child could not be saved, Gao Youqian's brows furrowed instantly.

Old Mrs. Gao immediately interjected and reprimanded her son:

"You can't go to the health center. Her name isn't legitimate. If you go, and the hospital calls the police and arrests you for indecent assault, what if? We can't let you get involved in a stillborn baby that we can't save."

Gao Youqian is essentially an extremely selfish scoundrel.

Upon hearing that he might be implicated and go to jail.

The pity I felt just now vanished instantly.

He pried Yan Lanlan's hands away. "Lanlan, be good. My mom has delivered babies for several people; she's an experienced midwife. Just stay home and wait, and listen to my mom in everything."

Old Mrs. Gao's expression was sinister.

I went to the main room and got a rolling pin. "I'll get rid of this little unlucky thing."

Yan Lanlan shook her head in fright.

"don't want."

"The pain will pass in a while. Press a rolling pin on your stomach, and it will come out along your intestines."

No matter how desperately Yan Lanlan wailed, Gao Youqian ignored her.

Gao Xiaoying was terrified.

She never expected her father to be so cruel; she thought he treated her aunt differently.

Gao Youqian grabbed Gao Xiaoying by the collar and dragged her out of the yard like a chick.

With a "bang".

They threw the person on the ground.

"You've grown some guts, huh?" Gao Youqian pointed at Gao Xiaoying's nose and cursed, "How old are you to dare help your mother? You eat my food and drink my water, and you dare disobey me? Do you really think I wouldn't dare beat you to death?"

Gao Xiaoying was trembling all over, blood was gushing from her nose, but she stubbornly shouted:

"I don't want to watch my mother be beaten to death by you."

Gao Youqian sneered and reached out to touch Gao Xiaoying's hair, his gesture extremely casual.

"Xiaoying, your father loves your mother so much, how could he bear to beat her to death? What nonsense are you talking about?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a head peered into the courtyard.

"You have money? What's going on? Er Ying just ran to my house crying and making a scene, saying you were going to kill someone?" The village chief walked in with his hands behind his back.

The sinister look on Gao Youqian's face vanished instantly.

He put on a helpless, bitter smile.

"Village chief, don't listen to the children's nonsense. Fangfang had a quarrel with her sister and hit her a few times. She ran away in a fit of anger. Erying was frightened."