1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1193 If nothing unexpected happens, you're probably going to be a father.

As soon as the first snow fell, I leaned against the pear tree in the yard and vomited.

As Fu's mother chased after them, she patted his back. Not wanting to ask directly, she tentatively inquired, "Why are you feeling unwell all of a sudden?"

Jiao Xiaorong, standing at the door of the side room, clapped her hands: "He threw up, he threw up, he's stuffed."

Startled, Wang Shuhui, who was cooking by the stove near the door, quickly pulled the person back: "Sister, you can't talk nonsense."

Jiao Xiaorong tilted her head and looked at her sister-in-law: "I'm not talking nonsense. My cousin Hong vomited after she stole some fried dough twists from the bowl last time."

Upon hearing this, Wang Shuhui recalled what had happened at home before they came to Beijing: "You mean the fried dough twists at Aunt Hong's house were eaten by Aunt Hong's cousin?"

Jiao Xiaorong nodded emphatically, saying that she vomited because she was too full. She also told me not to tell anyone, or she would let her dog, Dahuang, bite me.

After saying that, he lowered his head unhappily.

Wang Shuhui's face was full of anger. Thinking of what her sister-in-law had just done, she quickly apologized to the Fu family on the other side: "I'm sorry, my sister-in-law isn't very bright."

The women of the Fu family didn't care what she was saying at the moment, but Fu's mother still waved her hand and said, "It's alright."

She had just finished speaking when she saw Chuxue straighten up: "Are you feeling better?"

Chu Xue patted her chest: "Much better. I don't know what happened just now, but as soon as I smelled..."

She wasn't some naive little girl; she'd seen this scene far too many times in her past life, whether in TV dramas or novels: "I... I can't be."

Mrs. Fu laughed and asked in a low voice, "When did your last period come?"

After a moment's thought, Chu Xue slapped her forehead: "I was so busy I completely forgot about this." Feeling a little embarrassed by all the eyes on her, she realized it had only been a little over a month since their marriage. If she were really pregnant, everyone would assume they'd been doing "that" a lot the past few days. She coughed lightly to cover it up, saying, "But it's not certain. Maybe she's just tired and her period is delayed. It's best to go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow, just to avoid any misunderstandings."

Hearing the commotion outside, Fu Yancheng came out and saw everyone gathered around his wife: "Mom, why are you all surrounding my wife?"

He walked a few steps closer and asked, "Wife, what's wrong?"

Fu's mother's eyes were full of smiles: "If nothing unexpected happens, you're going to be a father."

As he said this, a hint of pride flashed across his face.

Fu's father and Fu Yanming, who came out with him, naturally heard these words and immediately smiled.

Mr. Fu chimed in, “You must be exhausted from a month-long business trip. Alright, take your wife to the living room to rest. Have your sister-in-law and third sister-in-law help your mother out. After dinner, take your wife home to rest as soon as possible.”

Mother Fu, realizing the situation, hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, you two should go to the hospital tomorrow morning to confirm. If it really is, then I'll have to be careful."

Fu Yancheng was stunned by this sudden surprise, and his hand holding Chu Xue's arm trembled slightly: "She's pregnant, I'm going to be a father?"

Seeing him like this, Chu Xue gently patted him: "Calm down, it's not certain yet."

Mother Fu also felt that it was safer to have an examination to confirm the diagnosis, in case it was a misunderstanding and her daughter-in-law would feel uncomfortable: "Yes, yes, it's too late today, it's better to have the examination done first thing tomorrow morning before we talk about it."

Fu Yancheng was about to help Chuxue into the living room when he looked up and saw his third brother, Fu Yanhong, looking at them with a complicated expression: "Third brother, what kind of look is that?"

(End of this chapter)