After Transmigration, Her Whole Family Are Villains - Chapter 232

“Ugh!”

The sound of violent vomiting filled the air.

She had already filled an entire basin.

The problem was that when Jiang Yu saw what she had thrown up, it made her want to vomit even more.

…

Meng Shaoxia was carrying some packed food when he heard little Yu’er ask in surprise, “Didn’t you already pack food for me?”

Meng Shaoxia was suddenly alarmed.

He was very nervous.

But he didn’t panic.

He tried to stay calm, though his hands were already shaking.

He said, “Yu’er, stop eating for now. Think back to when you first got pregnant. Remember how that pickled vegetable smelled so bad it made you want to throw up?”

Jiang Yu thought about that smell for a moment, and then realized the meatballs she had just eaten didn’t taste good. She finally couldn’t hold back and retched.

Meng Shaoxia hurriedly asked someone to call for Aunt Yin.

Aunt Yin was in the next room and had already come out after hearing the commotion.

Meng Shaoxia explained as quickly as he could, “Great-aunt, I’m afraid Yu’er has been poisoned.”

Aunt Yin looked at the table, then at the food Meng Shaoxia was holding, and understood.

She approached, told the young lady to open her mouth, and used chopsticks to poke the back of Yu’er’s throat. This immediately triggered Yu’er’s gag reflex, and she started vomiting violently.

Aunt Yin quickly had someone remove the half-bowl of meatballs from the table.

Then everyone was alerted to the situation.

When Jiang Mianmian heard what had happened, she was shocked. It was just like those phone scams – you say you’re going to transfer money to a friend, and the next moment you receive an account number. You transfer the money, and only then does your friend’s real account number arrive.

Although most people would carefully double-check, there’s always one or two careless individuals who might accidentally send it to the wrong place.

But when she entered the room, she found her brother-in-law’s face had turned pale, and his hands and feet were trembling. She thought he was the one who had been poisoned.

Her sister, despite being forced to vomit, had a rosy complexion and didn’t seem to be in any trouble.

Jiang Mianmian thought about how her sister had once eaten a bunch of poisonous mushrooms by herself. She had used the bowl she ate from to mix chicken feed, and all the chickens died, yet her sister was still bouncing around full of energy.

If her sister wasn’t pregnant, she wouldn’t be worried at all. For her sister, things were either delicious or not delicious.

Even if it were arsenic, she’d be tempted to taste a little bit. She had quite the spirit of Shennong, the legendary Chinese ruler who tested hundreds of herbs.

Great-aunt and Mother were worried about the baby in her belly.

Although Mother was usually fierce and always played the “bad cop” at home, when something really happened, she didn’t immediately vent her emotions. Instead, she actively worked to solve the problem, inducing vomiting, comforting her son-in-law, and checking her daughter’s condition.

Jiang Changtian had also rushed over to take his daughter’s pulse. He had a background in traditional Chinese medicine and felt that her pulse was strong. But seeing his daughter start to sweat as she continued vomiting, Jiang Changtian said nervously, “It looks like she’s going into labor.”

Meng Shaoxia was so shocked his legs went weak.

His throat went dry.

Fortunately, Aunt Yin had been prepared all along. Because the belly was so big, they suspected it might be twins, and premature birth was quite likely with twins. It was good that they were in an inn – giving birth in the wilderness would have been much more troublesome, even just to boil water.

When his sister got into trouble, Jiang Feng immediately took charge of the inn.

He rounded up everyone.

Then he had people prepare boiling water.

Although Jiang Mianmian was just a young girl, she had managed to reattach someone’s severed finger before, and her drawings looked like she had dissected many corpses. She stayed to help as well.

Jiang Yu was in pain and covered in sweat, but when she looked up and saw her mother, sister, and great-aunt all around her, she felt very reassured.

How many girls giving birth had all their female relatives from their maiden home present? She was truly blessed.

Outside the room, Meng Shaoxia’s face was ashen.

He waited outside.

At that moment, coincidentally, a messenger from the Meng family in the Capital City arrived.

They had first gone to Jingzhou, but just missed the family. After receiving word there that everyone had already left for the capital, they set out in pursuit. They were two days behind, but by chance, they caught up in Dwarf Horse Town.

After inquiring about a group traveling with a pregnant woman staying at an inn, they finally found them.

Meng Shaoxia was already in a state of panic.

Seeing the letter from home saying his mother had fallen into a coma, he was shocked. In his memory, his mother was the kind of person who could swing a big stick and hit his father sixty times without stopping to rest. How could she be in a coma?

And then there was that female fortune-teller saying the Meng family line would end – it felt like a curse on Yu’er.

At this moment, with Yu’er in the room, he couldn’t bear to think about what would happen if something went wrong with her. He truly didn’t want to live if that happened.

He couldn’t go on without her.

Their first meeting had been love at first sight, and after days and days of living together, she had become a habit, a part of his life – the main part of his life.

It was like a big tree with vines wrapped around it, growing upward together. If one day the vines withered, the tree’s heart would be empty, and it would soon die.

There had been no grand declarations of love, just the chaos of daily life, and the anticipation of a new life.

Every day when he thought about the birth of the child that belonged to him and Yu’er, Meng Shaoxia’s heart would race with excitement, his eyes would fill with tears, and happiness would overflow.

He had become braver, more mature, and more steady.

But all of this was based on Yu’er being well, healthy and alive, and their child being fine.

Looking at the letter, Meng Shaoxia at that moment wished he could fly to the capital and hack that so-called immortal to death with a sword.

Meng Shaoxia rarely felt such strong hatred towards others, but at this moment, he did.

Impotent rage was the most useless thing.

Hearing the muffled cries from inside the room,

Meng Shaoxia showed the letter to his father and brother-in-law Jiang Feng.

The messenger was also afraid. He had heard that they had been poisoned on the way here, and now with the premature birth, could the fortune-teller’s words be coming true?

The messenger had left early and didn’t know that the Meng family’s old madam had gone to dump excrement at Jiang Wan’s residence.

Because it was so crude for a noble lady of the first rank to do such a thing, the news quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys.

It even reached the imperial palace.

The emperor, who had been planning to summon the legendary Immortal Liu, hesitated and decided to postpone the audience.

The old lady from the Meng family was also quite troublesome. If he summoned her, and she came to the palace wearing her noble robes to dump excrement… it wasn’t impossible.

…

Inside the room.

Aunt Yin checked the cervix and found it was already two fingers dilated.

She told the young lady to conserve her strength. It was okay to cry out in pain, but she shouldn’t push yet.

Jiang Mianmian was also very nervous.

Indeed, doctors can’t treat themselves or operate on their own relatives – it was too frightening.

It was easy to be influenced by emotions.

When operating on other patients, you anesthetize them, cover them with a white cloth exposing only the affected area, and proceed as if you’re doing homework or taking an exam.

But when operating on your own family, you can’t help but let your imagination run wild.

Jiang Mianmian tried her best to stay calm, seeing how professional Aunt Yin seemed.

In hospitals, the most skilled midwives are often quite old, but they’re incredibly capable. They encourage the mother to eat when needed, drink when needed, and push when needed, often achieving twice the result with half the effort, making the birth much easier.

Jiang Mianmian assisted Aunt Yin.

Qin Luoxia encouraged her eldest daughter, letting her grip her hand.

The maids went to boil water and prepare other necessities.

The cervix was now five fingers dilated.

Without an epidural, the pain was truly intense.

But Jiang Yu seemed to have a high pain tolerance. When she was little, she wore the small shoes Jiang Wan had given her even when they made her feet bleed. She could endure a lot.

Hearing Aunt Yin say not to shout and waste energy, she held back, only letting out a few groans when the pain became unbearable.

Outside the room, she could hear her father, brother, and husband, all talking to her loudly.

Jiang Yu thought about this scene and felt happy, feeling that her whole family was with her, and that she was truly blessed.

In pain yet joyful, her eyes were bloodshot and tearful, her hand tightly gripping her mother’s.

Seeing her sister helping Aunt Yin pass things, she couldn’t help but say, “Mianmian, do you want to wait outside? Seeing this might scare you so much you won’t dare to have children in the future.”

It was indeed frightening.

But it wasn’t too bad.

It’s said that women naturally secrete hormones that help them forget the pain of childbirth. Even if they feel like they’re dying during labor, once it’s over, they quickly forget the pain and just think about how cute the baby is. After a while, they might even want to have another one…

For the sake of human reproduction, hormones really work overtime, increasing and decreasing as needed.

“Seven fingers, eight fingers, very good.”

Mianmian saw Aunt Yin rubbing her fingers and realized for the first time how small Aunt Yin’s hands were. Her entire palm was tiny and delicate, but very nimble.

And she kept wiping her hands, as if she had learned the skill of catching babies barehanded.

Small hands were incredibly advantageous for delivering babies.

At this moment, Aunt Yin looked exactly like a master gynecologist in a hospital, seemingly very experienced and steady.

Jiang Mianmian’s heart gradually calmed down. Everything would surely be fine.

Her sister had also drunk from the Spirit Spring, after all.

“It’s fully dilated. Push hard, young lady. Use all your strength.”

“Cry out, it’s okay to scream loudly.”

“The head is crowning.”

“Push hard.”

…

The blood-red, naked baby taken from her body was placed in Mianmian’s hands. She quickly examined and patted it, hearing a faint cry. It was small but healthy.

Mianmian fed it a drop from the Spirit Spring, and at that moment, she briefly wondered if she should have boiled it first.

“Push harder, there’s more.”

“Aaaargh, why is there more?!”

“The head’s showing, that’s good.”

Jiang Yu’s cries grew softer.

She was still stretching her legs and pushing.

Her mother tightly gripped her daughter’s hand, which was turning red from Jiang Yu’s squeezing.

A second baby’s cry rang out.

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

Much louder this time.

Jiang Mianmian also routinely took the baby, quietly feeding it water from the Spirit Spring.

There was no time to check if they were boys or girls.

Only now could they attend to that.

Picking them up, both were boys.

Jiang Yu looked at the two children in disbelief. She hadn’t known it was twins; they hadn’t told her for fear of worrying her.

At this time, the mortality rate for mother and twins was very high.

Seeing her two sons, her face lit up with joy: “What a bargain! One labor, two babies. It’s so worth it!”

Qin Luoxia, seeing her daughter still able to joke, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Mianmian helped with the aftercare.

Placenta removal, cord clamping.

Some bleeding, but nothing serious.

Having twins was extremely taxing. Jiang Yu drank the warm water her sister handed her, and fell asleep right after.

Outside the room.

After hearing cries, shouts, and a long period of waiting,

Meng Shaoxia was nearly going mad.

When he heard his little Yu’s cries from inside, he paced back and forth nervously, surely taking over ten thousand steps.

Now, seeing the door open and two babies being carried out, Meng Shaoxia was stunned.

“Is little Yu alright?”

“She’s fine, just asleep.”

“Congratulations, son-in-law. Two young masters.”

Meng Shaoxia looked at the two infants, momentarily at a loss. His chest felt completely full, countless emotions welling up, finally transforming into bittersweet yet full tears that rolled down his cheeks.

His Meng family line would not end.

He and his little Yu had children now.

In the future, these children would have children of their own.

Life would continue, endlessly.