"Wake up, Si Chen, wake up quickly, I, I'm about to give birth..."

Across the long river of distant memories, a soft voice penetrated into Si Chen's ears vaguely.

This voice... Yan Lixia?

impossible!

His wife Yan Lixia died of dystocia as early as June 1988. It couldn't be her!

One corpse and four lives.

His two daughters and one son whom he has never met...

His wife and four children have become Si Chen’s eternal regrets and regrets!

"Si Chen, please wake up quickly, my stomach hurts..."

Yan Lixia's voice became increasingly clear, right next to his ears.

The cold little hand holding his arm was shaking with difficulty.

In his confused thoughts, Si Chen recalled with difficulty that he had died of stomach cancer?

How could it be possible to hear Yan Lixia's voice!

Oh, maybe he heard the hallucinations because he went to hell after death and was too embarrassed to see the wife and children he had let down back then!

"Si Chen! I, I'm bleeding, I'm afraid I'm going to give birth."

Yan Lixia's voice was obviously trembling, and she was holding back severe pain.

Si Chen was pinched hard and woke up suddenly from the pain.

He sat up suddenly, a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body, breathing heavily, and his head was buzzing.

A splitting headache from a hangover made his temples throb.

Outside the house, a muffled thunder exploded in the sky!

Si Chen was suddenly shaken awake for a moment.

What you can see is a huge belly, and he is wearing an ill-fitting, white-washed men's coarse cloth shirt. The skirt is frayed and the buttons are tight.

There was a roar in Si Chen's head!

Isn't this his old shirt? Yan Lixia was wearing it when he died!

Because she was pregnant with triplets, Yan Lixia's belly was too big in her late pregnancy and she could only wear his clothes.

Si Chen suddenly turned around, and what he faced was Yan Lixia's pale and swollen face. His forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, his lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood, and strands of black hair were stuck to his face.

Her arms, hands, and feet were all visibly swollen, caused by pregnancy.

"You finally woke up! Hurry, go and fetch Aunt Huang, I can't hold on any longer."

The Aunt Huang mentioned by Yan Lixia was a famous midwife in Sijia Village.

In the 1980s and 1990s, Aunt Huang delivered all the children from all over the country.

In those days, most people in the village gave birth at home, and very few people went to the hospital because they were poor!

Outside the window, another thunder exploded, and the rain poured down with a huffing sound——

Si Chen's consciousness came back bit by bit:

Yan Lixia. Child. Midwife. Stormy night.

What year is this...?

He subconsciously looked at everything around him: an adobe house, yellow mud walls, and a 1.5-meter single bed under him.

I smelled bad of alcohol and had a hangover.

There is a red Dongfang calendar hanging on the wall, with the big red year on it, which is extremely conspicuous:

June 1988!

Damn it!

I am reborn!

The first thought that came to Si Chen's mind was this.

In an instant, huge ecstasy and disbelief overwhelmed him like a tide...

etc!

Give birth?

Si Chen suddenly understood something, and jumped out of bed:

"Lixia, I'll take you to the hospital. You have more than one baby in your belly. You can't give birth at home. It's too dangerous!"

With that said, Si Chen strode towards the door and put on the tattered black rain boots.

In this day and age, there are muddy roads everywhere. On a rainy day, if you don’t have a pair of rain boots, you will definitely fall down when you go out.

Even if it is a pair of leaking rain boots, the soles of the shoes are much stronger than cloth shoes.

In this way, when he carried Yan Lixia to the county hospital, the chance of slipping was much smaller.

"If you don't want to go, why don't you go to some hospital? You'll spend that wasted money. Just call Aunt Huang to come..."

Yan Lixia's upper and lower teeth were chattering in pain, and she was out of breath when speaking.

Si Chen knew that it was the pain of prepartum contractions that was tormenting her.

In the previous life, the death of Yan Lixia's mother and son became a knot that troubled Si Chen his whole life.

He has studied prenatal and postnatal information countless times, always thinking that if he had understood it at that time, maybe...

Si Chen took the only old raincoat at home and walked over quickly, carefully helped Yan Lixia get up and put it on for her.

"The county hospital is not far away, only two miles away. You put on your raincoat and I will carry you there."

There was no room for rejection in his tone, as well as sincere concern.

Yan Lixia was stunned. After a year of marriage, this was the first time that her so-called husband looked like a human being.

In the past, he didn't care about him at all. He only knew how to go out and hang out with a group of bad friends. He was a famous bullshit in Sijia Village.

She was alone at home, and even if she was pregnant, she would not receive his care. She would often have one meal but not another. She was completely disappointed with him!

A year ago, Si Chen was indeed a 'rich young master' from a family worth ten thousand yuan.

However, since his father passed away unexpectedly, his stepmother has made the final decision on the Si family's money, giving priority to repaying debts.

Even so, I still owe 3,000 yuan and have not paid it off.

Si Chen has no sense of responsibility, loves to eat, is lazy, and spends money lavishly. How can he pay his father's debt to his son? That's impossible!

He happened to be getting married at that time, so he used this as an excuse to quickly separate the family from the Si family. The debts were all transferred to the widowed stepmother.

The whole village poked his spine and cursed him for being heartless!

"Take the flashlight and let's go!" Si Chen handed a silver flashlight with two batteries to Yan Lixia and asked her to hold it to illuminate the two of them.

He himself put on a straw hat, tied the hat string tightly, bent down and picked up Yan Lixia who was wearing a raincoat.

Even though she was pregnant with a child, her weight was still light.

Si Chen, who is over 1.8 meters tall, can easily carry Yan Lixia, who is 1.65 meters tall.

He weighed her current weight, which was estimated to be only 110 pounds.

Si Chen's heart ached in waves!

Throughout the pregnancy, she couldn't eat well or sleep well, and she had to endure his bad temper and drunkenness.

He is really not human!

As soon as he opened the door, a violent storm hit him, drenching Si Chen.

Yan Lixia was wrapped in a large raincoat, but her calf pants and socks were soaked.

Her feet were so swollen that she couldn't even put on shoes. She only had a pair of old socks with lots of patches.

After the strong wind passed, Si Chen turned his back to the door and walked out backwards.

Suddenly, he felt a damp heat in his thigh, and a large amount of warm liquid flowed down.

In this cold night rain, the heat is particularly obvious——

Oops!

My wife’s water broke!

Once the amniotic water breaks, the fetus in the abdomen will begin to lack oxygen.

Si Chen doesn't dare to delay any longer, let's go quickly!

Bang, close the door.

There is no need to link a house with nothing at all.
To be continued...