Ming Mei went into labor on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year.
The whole family accompanied her at the hospital, and even the extended Ming family had come over.
A large group of people from both families crowded the hallway, drawing curious glances from some patients who hadn't been discharged yet. The commotion was simply too much.
Of course, the main reason was that Ming Xiangdong didn't look like a particularly friendly person. He was tall, burly, and intimidating, with a scar on his face that made him seem anything but gentle. To make matters worse, he was yelling at his son-in-law, Zhuang Zhixi, at the top of his lungs, berating him relentlessly.
"Look at you, you good-for-nothing! If it weren't for you, my daughter wouldn't be suffering like this! Do you think giving birth is easy? You little brat, couldn't you have waited a couple more years? My daughter is still so young! Look at what she's going through! You…"
