Chapter 808: Baoda still protects children?

A rather delicate little manor, in a room with curtains, a maid looked anxiously at the pale woman on the bed: "Mrs, you have something to eat, the maternity said that you may be in these two days." It will be born, but you haven’t eaten for so many days, so you can’t.

Miranda was lying on the bed, her belly was high and up, it seemed to be produced at any time, but her somewhat swollen face was extremely pale. She opened her eyes and looked at the porridge in the hands of the maid. The throat moved. The belly has already started to rush, retching twice, closing his eyes again, shaking his head slightly: "I can't eat, take it."
She didn't know that even if she had to eat something for her children, she couldn't do it.
No matter what, as long as the entrance begins to vomit, spit into the stomach nothing, only the acid water, still can not drink a porridge.
Even when Angus was born that year, there was no such situation.
She remembered that when she died of Angus in her life, her mother-in-law had a profound meaning and she said that she could not regenerate her child in this life, otherwise she would be terrible, and her face showed a bitter smile.
She did not tell Jerge that she only wanted to have a daughter for him, even if she had to change her life.
"But..." The woman still wants to talk.
At this moment, Miranda’s stomach suddenly moved, and Miranda’s face suddenly showed a painful expression. The body was like a shrimp, and one hand grasped the bed and kept it from moving. The amplitude was too large, and the pale face was covered with cold sweat, and the pain whispered.
"Mrs!" The maid quickly put the porridge bowl in her hand aside, some of them rushed forward, but looked at Miranda who was twisting her body. She was helpless and screamed: "Come on! Man wants to be born." It!"
After a while, the door of the room was pushed in from the outside. The two old women wrapped in a headscarf and walked into the door. One of them walked quickly to the bed and grabbed Miranda’s hand in one hand. One hand gently calmed on her stomach.
Miranda's belly gradually disappeared, and the painful color on Miranda's face weakened a lot. Only after this wave of tossing, her face was paler, lying weakly on the bed, and even breathing was a little weak.
The two mothers looked at Miranda on the bed and looked at each other again. They all sighed softly and got up and went out again.
There are many people waiting outside the door. Pabor holds Palmer's hand tightly. Angus is held in his arms by a maid. The servants at home will stand quietly not far away. Pray for the hostess who treats others with kindness.
Jergi’s father, Williams, was a little heavy. Some of the important members of the Williams were also present. When the birth attendant came out, he quickly asked with some concerns:
Is the child born?

"Master, there is no birth, it is a contraction, but it also means that the child is about to be born, just..." The maternity wants to stop.
"What is it?" asked Old Williams.
The midwife hesitated for a while: "Mrs.'s stomach is much bigger than ordinary people. This child is probably bigger than the average child, but the wife is extremely weak now. This is the fourth production. I am afraid it is difficult to support her. Bring the child out..."
Everyone in the yard heard a change in face and face. Everyone knows that the condition of Miranda’s birth is not very good. When I was born in Angus, I almost stopped at the gate of the ghost. I didn’t expect this time. It is even worse.
"What do you mean by this?" The old Williams' face was also changed, and the voice could not help but improve.
Another maternity woman said with a dignified face: "Master, I can only tell you directly about the situation. It is impossible to give birth to the child in the current situation of the wife. But now the child is already out, you must be in the next time. Make a choice before the contraction, keep the adult or keep the child?"
All the eyes in the yard fell on the old Williams. This choice is a cruel thing no matter who is on the body, and the expression on the face is somewhat unbearable.
"Mother!" Palmer's eyes were red.
"Brother, mother wants to give us a little sister?" Pabor looked up and looked at Palmer and asked, the little face was full of expectations.
Palmer looked down at Pabor, his throat rolled a little, and he nodded hard. "Yes, the mother wants to give us a life... give birth to a little sister..."
"Great, I like the little sister!" Pabor's face showed a smile, but the smile on his face faded away. He looked at Palmer and asked: "But... brother. Why are you crying?"
Old Williams’s footsteps stunned. He reached out and held the tree next to him. He took a look at the direction of the room. His face was full of pain and entanglement. He looked around and angered:
What about Jergji? Where did he go?"
"Young Master... The young master said that he went out for a trip, did not say where to go..." The housekeeper responded.
The midwife was a little anxious: "Master, now must decide, if you drag it down, my wife is afraid..."
"This...this...if I made a decision, Jerge had to hate me for a lifetime..." Old Williams slammed into the big tree next to him and sighed heavily.
There are already young maids in the yard soaking them up. Miranda is such a kind person, treating them like treating their loved ones.
Sad emotions spread in the yard, and even Angus seemed to be infected, and burst into tears.
Old Williams was downcast, but he was slow to make up his mind.
And no one in the yard dared to say anything, but only stood by and sighed silently.
The two midwifes are anxiously jumping on the sidelines. They have been the mothers of the past few decades. This situation has not been seen before, but what can they do? In this case, adults and children can only protect one. As a close relative, they must Make a choice, once the time is delayed, the last two may not be able to keep.
"Protect... protect the child! Father... please be sure to keep the child... I can feel this is a daughter, Jergi always wants a daughter..."
Just as the silence in the yard, Miranda's weak and determined voice came from the room, but there was still a hint of relief in the intermittent voice.
The women in the yard could no longer control themselves, and they burst into tears, and even the men couldn’t help but wipe their tears.
"Mother! Don't leave us, mother! Mother..." Palmer let go of Pabor's hand and ran in the direction of the room, and fell to the door, screaming.
"Oh..." Old Williams sighed heavily, clenching his fist on the rough bark and smashing his skin, looking up at the midwife, and squeezing a few words from his throat: " Bao children..."
"Even if you want to protect, you can only protect adults!"
A voice rang out from the door like a thunder, and the sweaty Jergi's fat body rushed in from the doorway, holding a large clay pot in his hand and striding toward the room, saying: "Parmer, open the door!"
"Father!" Palmer's face showed a surprise color. He stood up and pushed the door open.
Jergi entered the door with a clay pot and looked at Miranda, who was almost in a coma on the bed, and said with deep affection: "Miranda, I am back!"