Dressed as a little fool: marry and have children

Chapter 108 Qin Huairu was frightened

Qin Huairu happily carried the meat back home, with a smile on her face like a spring flower. However, when she walked into the empty house, her joy instantly froze on her face. She called out, "Mom, Banggeng, Xiaodang, are you home?" But the only response she got was silence.

Qin Huairu thought that they might have gone to visit Auntie's house. So she put down the meat in her hand and hurried to Auntie's house. Before she reached the house, she heard Banggeng and Xiaodang crying, and the sound hurt her heart like a needle. Qin Huairu's heart tightened, and she didn't bother to knock on the door, but pushed it open and walked in.

The door creaked open, and Qin Huairu saw Banggeng and Xiaodang lying on the bed crying. She felt distressed. She walked quickly to the bed, gently picked up Banggeng, and coaxed him softly, "Banggeng, don't cry. Mom is back. Mom bought you some meat. We'll have braised pork tonight." After that, she turned to look at Xiaodang and said in the same gentle voice, "Don't cry, Xiaodang. Mom is here."

However, at this moment, the aunt looked at Qin Huairu with an expression of disbelief on her face. She frowned and said angrily: "Qin Huairu, why are you still thinking about eating meat? Your husband Dongxu is in critical condition in the hospital! How can you only think about eating meat at this time?"

Qin Huairu was stunned when she heard the news. Her face turned pale instantly, like a flower hit by frost, bloodless. Her eyes were wide open, and her pupils were filled with fear and disbelief, as if she had heard a terrible news.

Her body trembled involuntarily, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms, but the pain was far less intense than the shock in her heart.

She stammered, "Dong...Dongxu? How come he's in danger of dying? Isn't he taking the exam?" Her voice was tearful, and every word revealed her inner panic and worry.

Auntie looked at Qin Huairu's reaction and sighed in her heart. She knew that Qin Huairu had deep feelings for Dongxu, and this news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for her.

The aunt patted Qin Huairu's shoulder gently, trying to comfort her. Her eyes were full of sympathy and concern, and she whispered, "Dongxu...something happened when he was taking the exam."

When Qin Huairu heard the news, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She stood there, unable to move. Her face turned even paler, tears flashed in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

She asked in a trembling voice, "What happened? Is...is this true?" There was a hint of pleading in her voice, hoping that this was just a misunderstanding, a terrible rumor.

Seeing Qin Huairu's painful appearance, the aunt felt endless sympathy in her heart. She knew the deep feelings between Qin Huairu and Dongxu, and knew that this news was a heavy blow to Qin Huairu.

The aunt patted Qin Huairu's shoulder gently and said in a caring voice: "Qin Huairu, you have to be strong. Your family needs you now. What happened to Dongxu is true. Someone from the steel mill has already notified us. You should go to the hospital now. Your mother-in-law has passed away."

When Qin Huairu heard the news, tears welled up in her eyes. She covered her mouth and tried to hold back her tears, but she couldn't hide her sadness. Her shoulders trembled, revealing her inner pain and anxiety. Seeing this, Auntie couldn't help but feel sad.

Suddenly, Qin Huairu felt a severe stomachache. Her face turned pale instantly, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead. She tightly grasped the hand of the auntie and cried, "Auntie, my stomach hurts..." Her eyes were full of fear and anxiety, as if she had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

At this moment, Banggeng and Xiaodang saw the blood flowing from Qin Huairu's body. They were so scared that they burst into tears, and their helpless cries echoed in the house. They had just heard the news that their father had an accident, and now they saw their mother bleeding, and their hearts were filled with fear and anxiety.

The mournful cry quickly spread throughout the courtyard, like a sharp knife cutting through the brief silence. Other neighbors poked their heads out, curious if there was any bad news from the hospital. Upon hearing the news, the second and third aunts dropped their work and rushed over as if struck by thunder.

When they saw Qin Huairu holding her stomach in pain and her face as pale as paper, they couldn't help but feel panic. The second aunt glanced at the blood on the ground and her face turned pale instantly. She hurriedly shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Send her to the hospital quickly!"

Auntie One was also awakened by Auntie Two's shouting. She nodded quickly and agreed, "Yes, yes, send her to the hospital." Her voice was trembling, but she was very firm. She turned to Auntie Two and said, "Go and borrow a car. We have to send Qin Huairu to the hospital as soon as possible."

The second aunt did not hesitate for a moment, and rushed out of the house. Her steps were firm and fast, as if there was an invisible force pushing her. She knew that every minute was crucial at this moment, and the safety of Qin Huairu and the children hung on this line.

As the second aunt rushed out of the house, the third aunt quickly walked towards Banggeng and Xiaodang. She bent down and gently held their hands, her eyes full of love and comfort. She whispered to them, "Don't be afraid, children, your mother is fine. Let's go to the deaf old lady's house, she will take care of you."

The words of the third aunt made Banggeng and Xiaodang feel a little relieved. Although they still had tears on their faces, they followed the third aunt to the deaf old lady's house.

With the help of the second and first aunts, Qin Huairu was carefully lifted into the car. Although her face was pale, she bit her lower lip tightly, as if trying to hold back the pain. Her hands tightly grasped the quilt under her, as if looking for a trace of support and strength.

The second aunt pushed the cart and rushed to the hospital quickly. She looked back from time to time to check on Qin Huairu's condition, her eyes full of concern and worry. She comforted her, "Qin Huairu, take a deep breath, it's okay, we will always be with you, we will be at the hospital soon."

An old lady followed beside him, her hands clenched tightly together, her heart filled with fear and anxiety. Jia Dongxu's life or death was uncertain in the hospital, and Qin Huairu had given birth prematurely at home. What would she do if something happened?