The child was born!

Lin Miao held the baby's neck and head with one hand, and grabbed her feet with the other, the baby who had just left the mother's body was red and wrinkled, because the amniotic fluid mixed with her feces made her whole body dirty.

At this time, the most excited was Zhao Yang, but when she saw the baby's gender clearly, she was stunned, her happy expression froze on her face, and her lips trembled slightly.

Lin Miao knew that she was uncomfortable, but there was really no way to do it, and the gender couldn't be changed.

After handing the baby to Wen Po, Lin Miao silently cleaned her hands.

Although Zhao Fengshi didn't ask, he already knew, and tears quickly emerged from his eyes and then rolled down into the hair on both sides.

The baby finally cried out after Wen Po slapped his buttocks twice, and Zhao Yang muttered two words as if he was awakened: "Drowned."

Wen Po's hand moved, and then looked at the baby and whispered: "It's a pity that such a good-looking child."

"Wait a minute."

Just when Wen Po really put the child into the water, Lin Miao spoke up, it wasn't that she couldn't understand, but she didn't feel that she had to kill the child.

The four people in the room all looked at Lin Miao, Zhao Feng's lips moved, and his voice did not come out.

Zhao Yang touched his tears and took a step towards Lin Miao: "The family really can't afford to raise it."

Lin Miao approached Wen Po and took the child over to help clean it, Wen Po turned her eyes, she also encountered a lot of this situation, so she didn't panic, and she stood up from squatting and moved to see the situation of the mother.

Zhao Yang looked at the baby, the little child's eyes had not yet opened, judging from her previous experience, this must be a good-looking child like the other girls of the Zhao family.

A little reluctant in her heart, she reached out and touched the baby's head, and tears poured out again: "Our Zhao family has never done anything immoral, why should we let our Zhao family cut off children and grandchildren?"

The voice was pathetic, and Lin Miao's eyes turned red when he heard it.

This is not only ancient, but also modern, and there are many patriarchs.

In order to ask for a son, how many couples with good feelings finally parted ways.

How many baby girls have been wiped out before they have landed, which is really countless.

"Grandma, if you're just afraid that you can't afford it, then you can rest assured, I'll give you money to raise you, and I'm rich now." Lin Miao said softly.

"You..."

Zhao Yang said and sighed, she knew that her granddaughter was soft-hearted, why didn't she bear it, just raise it, so many of them have been raised, not worse than this one.

There are no baby clothes, Zhao Yang took a very old cloth to wrap the baby and then tied it with a rope, there are traces of needle and thread on the cloth, saying that the cloth is a little reluctant, and it should be cut from old clothes that cannot be worn.

With his back to Wen Po and Zhao Feng's, Lin Miao took out a silver ticket and gave it to Zhao Yang's, and whispered: "Grandma, this is a silver ticket of one hundred taels, your powerful flowers, not enough to find me again."

Zhao Yang's shock can be imagined, the child in his hand almost couldn't hold it, but Lin Miao quickly took it: "Grandma, are you okay?"

"Say, say, 'Where did this money come from?' Found the silver given by the Feng family? Zhao Yang asked excitedly.

Lin Miao shook her head: "It's still from selling medicine, don't worry about flowers."

The silver ticket was still in Lin Miao's hand, and it looked no different from ordinary paper, and it was folded because of holding the child.

Zhao Yang swallowed his saliva and asked softly, "How many medicines have you sold?" How did you get so much silver? ”

"It's not much, it's enough for you to raise multiple children." Lin Miao responded.

"Can that turtle insect you mentioned also sell for silver?"

Zhao Yang's heart planned to get up, if it could be exchanged for silver, she would grab a little more, anyway, there were many things.

"Definitely, there are still some herbs, I tell you, you write them down, pick them when you meet them, and sell them when you have a little more."

Zhao Yang nodded again and again when he heard this, and the oppressive atmosphere just now finally dissipated.

When they went out to the door, the little girls of the Zhao family were silent, and the eldest Sanya's eyes were red, and it seemed that they had cried.

Zhao Xiaochun squatted on the ground, looking at his feet fixedly, what was his mood at this time Lin Miao didn't know, inexplicably she took two steps towards him, and then stopped, she didn't know what to say.

When Lin Zhuangzhuang saw his sister coming out, he hurriedly jumped down from the bench and ran over to pull the corner of her clothes and asked, "Is my brother coming out?"

Lin Miao saw Zhao Xiaochun hanging his head and burying his head between his legs, and hurriedly bowed his head and said to Lin Zhuangzhuang: "Are Zhuang Zhuang hungry?" I don't know what Grandma's family has to eat. ”

Lin Zhuangzhuang immediately stopped asking his younger brother, covered his stomach with his hands, and said, "I'm a little hungry."

Zhang Damu is not married yet, so having a son and a daughter doesn't feel anything for him, seeing Lin Miao walking towards the kitchen, he wonders if he wants to follow.

Lin Zhuangzhuang took a taro for Zhang Damu and ate one himself, Lin Miao didn't eat it, drank some water and walked out.

The three sisters of the Zhao family were still at the door, with a dazed and overwhelmed expression on their faces, and Zhao Xiaochun was no longer squatting at the door.

Lin Miao walked over and heard a somewhat hoarse male voice: "Big girl, we will have a son, I, Zhao Xiaochun, don't believe that I can't give birth to a son if I give birth to ten or eight of him."

Although the door was open, there was still a curtain blocking it, so Lin Miao couldn't see the expressions of the people inside, she only frowned unhappily.

She doesn't like this uncle, and she uses women as fertility tools.

Zhao Yang sent Wen Po back, and seeing that Lin Miao was unhappy, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"How can my uncle do this? Not to mention that sons and daughters are the same, I can understand that he wants a son, but has he asked his aunt what he means? Maybe my aunt doesn't want to have another life? It's not good for a woman's body to give birth..."

Lin Miao was still talking and was pulled aside by Zhao Yang's family, she touched Lin Miao's head and said bitterly: "Yue'er, this woman has no children, no son, and she won't even stutter when she gets old in the future..."

"Grandma, your idea is not right, doesn't my uncle support you, will my aunt watch it?"

Zhao Yang sighed and said leisurely: "I will be laughed at, and if I don't have a son, who will carry it on the road?"

"What's on the road?"

Zhao Yang didn't explain, and reached out to touch Lin Miao's face: "When you get married, you will naturally understand, women can't help themselves."

Lin Miao was unconvinced and wanted to refute, but Zhao Yang didn't give her a chance, and after she finished speaking, she was called into the house by Zhao Xiaochun.

The return trip was faster than when he went, maybe Zhang Damu was in a hurry to go back.

Lin Miao didn't speak along the way, Lin Zhuangzhuang didn't speak, he felt that his sister was unhappy, but at a young age, he didn't know what to say to make his sister happy.

The anticipating Lin Zhao didn't wait for Lin Miao to walk in and asked, "How is it, your cousin..."

"I didn't have a cousin, but I gave birth to another cousin." Lin Miao replied sullenly and went back to the room.