This instant, Song Qiu Yu recalled what she’d learned about expectant mothers from her past research—once the amniotic fluid breaks, lie flat immediately!
Without hesitation, she tucked her chin, lifted her legs, and prepared to lie flat on the sofa, a little afraid that the baby might just drop out like that.
That image was too terrifying!
She quickly said, “Jiang Xiao, Mom, Grandma, I think my water broke!”
As soon as the words left her mouth, everyone in the living room froze and stared at her in shock.
Before her sentence even fully finished, Song Qiu Yu’s expression shifted. She felt a pain starting in her abdomen, growing sharper and sharper, more and more intense…
“Ah!”
Her eyes squeezed shut from the agony.
She felt as if she had become a pitiful young woman being mercilessly pierced through the body by countless Pear Blossom Needles wielded by a wicked thug, pinned to the floor.
That thug was utterly ruthless. Then he formed hand seals, slapped a summoning scroll, and summoned a massive Demon Elephant.
He mounted it, rode toward her, and trampled her over and over again.
Her hands clutched her ten-month pregnant belly.
Sweat beaded on her fair forehead. Her lips pressed into a thin line. In a daze, she had the illusion that life was slipping away and she was about to die.
After becoming a girl, she had suffered through dysmenorrhea countless times, but this was still a small witch compared to a great one.
How could it hurt this… much!
The pain instantly shattered her endurance. She curled up, trembling, more and more tears spilling from the corners of her eyes, whimpering as she tried to hold back her sobs.
Even taking the lightest breath seemed to amplify the pain, forcing her to take only short, shallow breaths.
Within moments, she wanted to roll on the ground from the torment.
“Her water broke?” Mother Jiang snapped back to reality, repeating the crucial point.
Suddenly, the living room erupted into chaos.
“Hurry, what are you standing around for? Get her to the hospital!”
Grandma Jiang was the first to calm down, commanding everyone like a battle-hardened general.
No one dared to delay; they immediately followed orders.
As Jiang Xiao helped her out of the house, Song Qiu Yu’s loose black hair was blown by the cold wind outside.
The biting wind, mixed with snowflakes, slapped against her face, conveniently distracting her a little.
Her moist, reddened eyes slowly lifted to look at the sky. Gazing at the snowflakes swirling in the air, she was somewhat moved.
A child born on a snowy day.
Not bad.
Then Jiang Xiao helped her into the car.
She lay flat on the back seat, eyes tightly shut, still enduring the pain. Her face had already turned even paler.
“Xi’er…”
Jiang Xiao kept wiping the sweat from her cheeks and forehead with a paper napkin. Then he saw her clench her hands and force a weak smile from her cheeks. In her tear-reddened eyes, her gaze was incredibly firm.
“Don’t worry, I… I’m fine. I’m just a little bit in pain!”
Jiang Xiao didn’t know what to say.
“Oh my, don’t look at me like that. I’m your wife!”
Song Qiu Yu seemed to frown with some difficulty, then turned around to comfort him and encourage him. She said, “I told you I’d give you five children. This is only…”
“Ah!”
The pain intensified a bit. Song Qiu Yu grunted softly, suppressing the pain. But even so, the agony left her mind blank and unable to think.
Still, she didn’t want Jiang Xiao to worry about her. She wanted to perform even better than an ordinary girl and earn more approval.
Unable to think of what to say, she simply gave Jiang Xiao a silly grin for now.
Looking at his wife forcing a smile, Jiang Xiao couldn’t help but smile back. He didn’t try to expose her lie.
He respected the dignity she wanted to hold onto.
Over these four months, because of the pregnancy, she—always so thin-skinned—had started to be unable to hold her urine in public, almost getting caught several times, nearly suffering social death. She seemed to be gradually becoming a helpless, useless person.
Also because of the pregnancy, her figure had started to change. Although she herself always said it was fine, when his mother took her to pregnancy yoga, she threw herself into it with real enthusiasm.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiao felt a mix of laughter and tears. Xi’er had started to care about her looks.
Because of his affection, because she loved him, Xi’er had really given up so much, even pausing her pursuit of her dreams.
What’s more, Xi’er had laughingly said that now she had two more dreams—to be a good wife and a good mother.
So it was just two more side quests in life.
At this thought, Jiang Xiao’s eyes grew moist. The look he gave his wife showed a pain that anyone could see.
If he could, he really wished he could bear all the torment that pregnancy required her to endure.
Even if the price of transferring it to himself was ten times the pain she felt.
But of course, he knew Xi’er would never agree to something like that. She would go all out to take on everything that could prove herself.
To prove to everyone that she could be a wonderful girl, a wonderful mother.
Jiang Xiao was moved. He thought that what he should do most now was to stay by her side and let her do everything she wanted to do.
Then, Song Qiu Yu grinned at him and raised one finger.
“This is only the first! This is nowhere near the end!”
“Mm, four more to go.”
Jiang Xiao smiled at her and said.
No one else in the car spoke. In truth, under this atmosphere, they didn’t dare say a word. Even a cough felt like it would disturb the couple.
Jiang Ba looked at the young girl in the back seat, pregnant, suffering so much herself yet still comforting her husband, and his eyes were full of approval.
Truly rare.
For the Jiang family to have a daughter-in-law like this seemed to be the family’s blessing.
Jiang Ma and Grandma Jiang, both women who had been through it themselves, had quite complex expressions.
The men present might not know, but they had experienced it firsthand. They knew exactly how much pain Song Qiu Yu was in right now.
Back in their day, just enduring the pain had been exhausting enough. They had only enjoyed others’ care and hadn’t been able to tend to anyone else’s feelings.
This Song Qiu Yu was truly remarkable.
“She lives up to being our Jiang family’s granddaughter-in-law!”
Grandma Jiang looked at Song Qiu Yu and said with deep emotion.
Hearing this, Song Qiu Yu’s eyes immediately brightened.
She stared blankly, then looked at everyone in the car. They were all looking at her with approval and admiration. She was taken aback.
Actually, she didn’t think she had done anything particularly impressive.
She just simply wanted to do better.
Under their approving gazes, she suddenly felt the pain in her body rapidly subside, as if she had become fine, almost able to get out of the car and walk to the hospital on her own.
Powerful pregnant lady, JPG!
Just then, Jiang Xiao’s phone received a call.
While still attending to his wife’s mood, Jiang Xiao pulled out his phone to check.
“Lao Lin?”
Seeing the caller’s name, Jiang Xiao was startled.
Song Qiu Yu glanced at the phone screen, took a few breaths to suppress the pain, and said, “Could it be that Lao Xia also…?”
Hearing his wife’s words, Jiang Xiao thought it was quite possible. The due dates for the two of them had originally been close!
He answered the call.
Sure enough, Lin An was calling to say that Xia Qi’s due date had come early, but it was slightly different from what they had thought.
Lin An was directly telling them that Xia Qi had successfully given birth to a son.
Jiang Xiao immediately offered his congratulations.
He completely understood this slight deviation.
After all, when your wife is giving birth, such a huge event, the husband is always on edge.
Only once he’s sure everything is fine does he have the mind to call friends with the good news.
If it were him, he would have done the same.
Then he told his wife about it.
After that.
Song Qiu Yu, not sure what she was thinking, smiled and also offered Lin An her blessings.
Then she frowned, and in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, a spark of fighting spirit seemed to ignite.