Host, let's go! The midwife and the family will be here soon.
Su Qiao took a last look at the woman who died with her eyes wide open. No, she was only eighteen years old, her life had just begun, so she should still be considered a girl.
After taking a final look, Su Qiao tightly grasped the small cloth bag in his hand, turned around and quickly left the room.
“Are these people really so lawless?”
It would be a lie to say that Su Qiao was not angry.
But she knew there was nothing she could do now.
She also had to help Xiaolian notify her family and deal with her body.
Alas, this village is really not a place for people to stay.
Even 444 felt that such a place should no longer exist in this world.
The sun seems unable to shine into this remote corner, and the law seems non-existent.
Although it was not a place for people to stay, Su Qiao decided to stay and make the whole place miserable before leaving.
She did not leave, but hid behind the earth wall, wanting to hear what the family had to say.
After entering the room, a tall and strong woman in her fifties took a look at the woman on the bed and spat with disgust on her face: "She is so useless. She gave birth to a girl and made herself like this."
An old woman in her sixties, with blood on her hands, reminded the Wu family: "Damei, we need to send the patient to the town health center. Otherwise, the patient will be dead."
The tall and strong woman, Zhang Damei, glanced out the window and said unwillingly, "It's already dark now, how can we send you off?"
The thin man in his thirties who followed the woman in squatted in the corner as soon as he entered the room. He looked at the baby in the cradle, curled his lips, and turned his head away.
"It's so dark outside, and there are wolves on the mountain. I'm not going anyway. If you want to go, go by yourselves."
Zhang Damei also disagreed with her husband and son going to town at this time, and quickly agreed: "Yes, it's dark and the road is narrow. Even if you pull a cart, it's easy to get into the ditch. Then more than one person will be killed."
Her man, a tall and thin man with a handsome look but a pair of eyes that were naturally a little cold, held a cigarette between his fingers and looked hesitant.
"What should we do? The first one is just a girl. We can't just waste our money like this, right?"
"Let's ask the village chief to take a look!" The midwife saw that the Wu family didn't want to send the babies to the town clinic, so she didn't interfere. She just suggested that the village chief, who knew medical skills, come and take a look.
As she was talking, she suddenly noticed that the woman on the bed looked strange. She went over and touched her neck and chest. "Okay, don't think about it anymore. She's already passed away."
"What a pity. She's so young. If she could have survived, she might have given birth to a son."
When they heard that the woman was dead, several people in the Wu family breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Zhang Damei just felt unlucky. She glanced at the baby in the cradle and felt unhappy again. "It's really unlucky. I spent so much money on a girl, and now I have to spend money to buy a new woman."
Her man, Wu Yougen, took two puffs of his cigarette and interrupted her impatiently: "Okay, okay, the person is dead, stop talking."
He turned around and told his son who was squatting in the corner: "Hurry up, get the pickaxe and shovel, go to the back mountain and dig a hole, bury the body, and don't let him stay overnight."
There is a rule in the village that women who die during childbirth cannot stay overnight and must be buried overnight to avoid bringing bad luck to the family.
Su Qiao heard the conversation coming from the room and felt that his knowledge was still not enough.
She had never seen such a family, nor had she seen such evil people.