Xie Weiping nodded and said to Luo Wenbo, "Brother Wenbo wants to exchange chickens with tickets. You go back to the team and ask who is willing to exchange."
Luo Wenbo agreed happily, "Okay, I'll go back and ask. If possible, I'll bring it over tomorrow."
The man smiled and couldn't help but hold Luo Wenbo's hand excitedly, "Thank you so much, brother. I'll bring all the tickets over tomorrow."
The woman in the bed next to her also laughed at this time. No matter what, it's always a good thing to drink chicken soup. She didn't think about anything else but raising the child well, preferably to make him plump and white.
Luo Xiaomei helplessly took the soup and drank it. Her mother's loving soup was really enough. However, no matter how delicious the soup is, it's still very sour to fill your stomach with it every day.
I just finished the soup like I was drinking wine, and suddenly I felt a little groggy in my stomach, and then something seemed to flow out, and then I started to feel pain.
Xie Weiping immediately noticed that his wife was not feeling well, "Little sister, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
The woman in the next bed saw this and immediately shouted, "She's about to give birth. Hurry up and call the doctor. She needs to be pushed to the delivery room."
Xie Weiping, who always remained calm, changed color and said in a panic, "Don't be afraid, little sister. I'll call the doctor right away."
It was a chaotic situation here, and it was not peaceful for Mr. Xie either. He felt a little panicked when he got up early in the morning. He had never felt this panicked when he was fighting in the army before. He suddenly felt panicked, so something must have happened.
"Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye, call me."
Xiao Ye ran out in a hurry, "Old Chief, who are you going to call?"
"Who? Who else can I call? Of course, it's that brat Wei Ping. It's been so long, and there's no news at all. I don't know if my little great-grandson is born? Last time, you knew you had a child, but you just waited until so long before telling me."
Grandpa Xie almost blew his beard and glared. Xiao Ye is usually very smart, why is he so stupid now?
Xiao Ye had a bitter face. He was not blind and could see the disgust on the old leader's face. "Old leader, Brother Xie didn't leave a contact number. I couldn't find it even if I wanted to."
"What? Wei Ping, this brat, is so unreliable. How can I know if my little great-grandson has come out?"
Grandpa Xie was very distressed. He felt even more panicked when he couldn't contact his eldest grandson.
Seeing that the old leader did not unreasonably ask him to contact Brother Xie, Xiao Ye heaved a sigh of relief, "Old leader, I remember that Brother Xie seemed to go to the same place as Brother Zhu, do you want to ask Brother Zhu to help ask?"
As the saying goes, a friend dies but a friend dies. Xiao Ye feels that his greatest role is to help the old leader solve problems. As long as the old leader does not force him, his little brain is still very smart.
Old Master Xie was really surprised, "Xiao Ye is good. If the little great-grandson comes out, I will give you a credit."
Before Xiao Ye had time to be happy, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The old leader's little great-grandson came out, and the ones who should be credited the most were Brother Xie and his wife, and he had nothing to do with it.
Luo Xiaomei didn't know that her husband was worried about her. She was pushed into the delivery room and her stomach ached so much that she couldn't think. It was still coming and going, like a blunt knife cutting her flesh.
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Divination in the 1970s
RomanceAuthor: Amateur Xieyi Type: Time Travel and Rebirth Status: Completed Introduction: The master always said that she was the most talented of all the disciples, but she was a sickly person. The only time she was kind enough to help her junior sister...