Wealthy Beauty in the 60s-Chapter 547 - 549: Miscarriage

Watching all this, Xia Xiao felt it was pointless and didn’t plan to stay long, so she immediately slipped into her space.

Meanwhile, Old Xia and He Fang decided after consideration to keep the child.

He Fang stood up to cut some watermelon, serving a slice to Xia Yong first. The Xia Family was still quite well-off at this moment.

The family was eating watermelon, and He Fang kept talking to Old Xia about having a second child, as she didn’t have a job now and considered hiding out in her old family home to give birth.

Old Xia kept nodding, thinking that life had improved, and they could afford another son now.

Xia Yong, raised strong and healthy by Old Xia and He Fang at the age of six, was listening to his parents while eating watermelon, and a look of dissatisfaction appeared on his face.

Although Xia Yong was young, the pampering had made his personality quite domineering. The thought of having a little brother filled him with rejection and dislike from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, Xia Yong threw down the two leftover slices of watermelon rind, and yelled at He Fang and Old Xia, "I don’t want a brother, I don’t want a brother."

He Fang was startled and quickly soothed her chest, saying, "Xia Yong, you scared Mommy."

Old Xia gently said to Xia Yong, "Xia Yong, when Mommy has a little brother, he can play with you."

"I don’t want a brother, not a brother!" Xia Yong’s expression turned somewhat fierce.

Xia Yong was already in preschool and would start first grade next year. He knew that once schoolmates had little brothers, their parents only doted on the little brothers and not the schoolmates. So, the little Xia Yong felt a sense of crisis upon hearing that his parents wanted to have another son.

Old Xia quickly stopped Xia Yong, while He Fang stepped back and accidentally stepped on the watermelon rind, slipping instantly.

Ah, He Fang screamed.

Old Xia hurried to help He Fang, while Xia Yong was startled and stumbled backward, not expecting to bump into the knife on the table used for cutting watermelon, cutting his arm.

Wailing loudly, Xia Yong cried out, the knife on the table teetering as if about to fall.

And Xia Yong, focused only on his pain, stood there waiting for his parents to comfort him, unaware of the danger nearby.

"Xia Yong!" Old Xia and He Fang cried out in panic and rushed to save their son.

Clang—the knife immediately fell, and Old Xia dodged to the side with Xia Yong, knocking over He Fang unintentionally.

Another sharp scream ensued, and soon there was blood beneath He Fang.

Xia Xiao had just come out of her space and reached the Xia Family’s house, thinking about the real estate in City A and considering buying a property in the new development area.

She was quite familiar with the area and was about to take a walk when she saw Old Xia carrying He Fang out, followed by a weeping Xia Yong with a bleeding arm.

And there was blood under He Fang, bleeding along the path, catching Xia Xiao’s gaze with a sharp focus.

What happened, why are He Fang and Xia Yong like this, and it looks like He Fang is having a miscarriage.

Xia Xiao quickly followed them to the hospital, where He Fang lost the child. Old Xia returned with Xia Yong, whose wounds were bandaged. Upon hearing the news, he was momentarily stunned.

Xia Yong, however, was pleased. Hearing that he wouldn’t have a little brother, the young boy couldn’t hide the smile on his face.

Old Xia couldn’t help but slap Xia Yong on the face. This was the first time Xia Xiao had seen Xia Yong being hit, and it took her by surprise.

Immediately, Xia Yong ran away. Seeing Xia Yong bolt from the hospital, Old Xia chased after him without a second thought for He Fang.

And with He Fang having had a miscarriage and undergoing a procedure to remove the remains, she lay unconscious in the hospital.

When He Fang woke up, Old Xia had returned with Xia Yong. They didn’t blame him. Xia Yong was still unhappy, but Old Xia had bought him popsicles and spicy sticks to placate him.

He Fang was somewhat suffering from the loss of the child. Although she also blamed her son, he was their only child, and He Fang couldn’t bring herself to scold him or express her dissatisfaction. Instead, she cared about the injuries on Xia Yong.

A nurse came in, saw Xia Yong holding popsicles in one hand and spicy sticks in the other, and immediately advised, "Your child has a wound on his arm, it’s best not to eat popsicles and spicy sticks."

"I don’t want to, I want to eat them." Xia Yong had a possessive look, stuffing the spicy sticks into his mouth as if afraid they’d be taken away.

This spiced him up, and he also started eating the popsicle.

Seeing Xia Yong like this, Old Xia said, "Don’t eat anymore, you have a wound on your arm, Daddy will buy you cookies and candies, and more popsicles and spicy sticks when you’re better."

"I don’t want to, I don’t want to." Xia Yong jumped off the stool and ran outside.

He Fang weakly said to the nurse, "Nurse, my son’s injury isn’t serious, just a minor one, it’s alright if he eats a bit, right?"

Seeing the parents protecting him like this, the nurse said no more since she had already warned them.

Xia Xiao had always envied Xia Yong in the past..getChildhood Whatever Xia Yong wanted to eat, his parents would buy it, and even if they bought a lot, she wouldn’t get any.

And Xia Yong was protective of his food. Even if he got tired of it or didn’t want to eat it anymore, he would rather let it go to waste than think of his sister.

But now, Xia Xiao watched this family with the detachment of a bystander. She was no longer the same Xia Xiao she used to be, so she also saw it all indifferently now.

Xia Yong caused He Fang to have a miscarriage, but Old Xia and He Fang had not a word of complaint or reprimand, nor did they educate him—they even consoled him gently.

Xia Xiao had lost interest in watching any longer. This family had nothing to do with her anymore.

Returning to her space, Xia Xiao gently soothed the stone, "gege, gege, stone, stone, can you hear me speaking? Have you reincarnated or are you still asleep?"

The stone did not respond to Xia Xiao at all and couldn’t change its size like before. Every time Xia Xiao entered the space, she would call "Shitou" several times and then sprinkle spring water on it, hoping to nourish it.

Now, Xia Xiao simply placed the stone in the spring water. As for the other large stone, she didn’t know if it still had energy.

After leaving the space, Xia Xiao called Gao Jiaxing to let him know she was almost home.

Gao Jiaxing said on the other side, "Wait for me at home, I’ll be back soon."

Xia Xiao acknowledged with a sound and headed home. It was empty at this moment since Zheng Xianghong and Gao Guoqiang had gone traveling, and the children were all busy with their own things.

As soon as Xia Xiao returned home, she started cleaning, thinking Gao Jiaxing would be home soon. She checked the fridge, found hardly any food, only some dry goods left.

She considered going to the market to buy groceries, but when she opened the door, she saw Gao Jiaxing’s car driving into the yard.