The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

It got dark before six o'clock.

Liu Lanxiang stewed an old hen, stir-fried four side dishes, and arranged the cold braised dishes she bought from the market on a plate. A table full of fragrant dishes was then served.

There are only four people in total, so we can't possibly finish all this food.

Unable to refuse Gao Qinghe's hospitality, she ate half a bowl more rice than usual.

Huang Yanqiu had a good appetite and ate three bowls in a row. She even wanted a fourth bowl, but Liu Lanxiang took away her chopsticks.

The old lady said specifically, "This time it's not that I don't want to give you some, it's for your own good and the baby's sake."

She gave birth to five sons and one daughter who didn't survive. She had a total of six births, and the first five were all easy deliveries.

Because people were poor back then and couldn't even afford to eat well, it was especially easy to give birth to young children.

When she gave birth to her fifth child, the family was finally able to eat their fill, and she couldn't resist indulging in a gluttonous feast.

As a result, the baby was too big when it was born, and the fifth child had to be delivered by an episiotomy at the health center.

The doctor said that it's important to control weight gain during late pregnancy, otherwise the baby might be too big and cause difficult labor.

But back then, we didn't know any of that; we only knew that we had to eat more so that the children would grow up well.

Gao Qinghe said so, and her mother-in-law said so too, so Huang Yanqiu dared not refute them and could only pick up her bowl and drink the soup.

Once you're full, you won't crave anything anymore. Huang Yanqiu comforted herself.

She wants to eat but can't.

The person next door, however, insisted on eating even though they didn't want to.

Ouyang Yan experienced severe morning sickness; she felt nauseous at the smell of greasy and meaty foods and didn't want to eat any meat at all.

She eats boiled cabbage in plain water every day.

If you're tired of boiled vegetables and tofu, try cooking them in a sour soup base.

I couldn't eat rice either; chewing a couple of bites made my stomach feel extremely uncomfortable. I could only eat potatoes and sweet potatoes to fill my stomach.

She had just gotten pregnant, and she had already lost five pounds.

My mother felt sorry for me; eating like this wouldn't provide any nutrition, and neither the adults nor the children could handle it.

So she asked someone to help her get some large red shrimp and crucian carp, and only then was Ouyang Yan able to eat a little meat.

When Zhong arrived and saw these big red shrimp and crucian carp, he realized that white meat was not as nourishing as red meat.
I immediately stewed a big pig's trotter, eagerly waiting for Ouyang Yan to come home from get off work so I could eat more.

As soon as the pig's trotters were served, Ouyang Yan, who had just sat down, felt as if there were needles on the stool. She jumped up, rushed to the backyard, and dry heaved for three minutes.

She waved her hand, her eyes blurry with tears, and said to take the pig's trotters away.

Mrs. Zhong's face immediately darkened. "It's been stewing all afternoon. The neighbors are drooling with envy. This pig's trotter is so fragrant. Shall we try some? Just a small bite, let's have a small bite to try."

His tone was one of negotiation, but he had already picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of plump meat, and held it to Ouyang Yan's mouth.

Mrs. Zhong: "Come on, open your mouth and try it. Maybe it will help."

Ouyang Yan frowned tightly, her neck shrank back, resisting but not daring to refuse directly.

Because this person is her mother-in-law, her husband's biological mother.

For her sake, someone limped to the market early in the morning to buy pig's trotters and stewed them for the entire afternoon.

If you say no, she'll be ungrateful.

Ouyang Yan swallowed the sour water rising in her throat, opened her mouth, and tried to take a bite.

She tried her best to endure it, barely daring to chew, and managed to swallow a mouthful.

"Mom, that's enough, I really can't eat anymore," Ouyang Yan said with difficulty.

When Zhong saw her take a bite, her eyes lit up, and she excitedly pushed the meat forward a little.

"Eat, eat quickly, have a couple more bites, finish this piece."

Mrs. Zhong said, "You're not just looking after yourself anymore; you need to eat more so the baby can get the nutrition."

Every "I'm doing this for your own good" is actually for the child's benefit.

Ouyang Yan suddenly felt that she was not a person, but a vessel for nurturing children for others.

Overwhelmed by emotions, Ouyang Yan pushed aside the meat that Zhong Shi was offering, stood up, and rushed out of the room!

She bent over and leaned against the wall, vomiting until tears streamed down her face, until bile almost came out, until it felt like her soul was being ripped out, and her stomach felt like it had been doused with sulfuric acid, the pain was suffocating.

"Are you alright?" Gao Qinghe and Huang Yanqiu, who had just finished eating and were out for a walk, stood behind Ouyang Yan and asked with concern as they looked at her contorted in pain.

After a long pause, Ouyang Yan raised her hand and waved it weakly, saying:
".I'm fine."

Seeing her hair, soaked with sweat and clinging to her neck, Gao Qinghe and Huang Yanqiu exchanged a glance.

The two asked in unison, "Should we take you to the hospital?"

Ouyang Yan swayed and was about to fall to the ground, but she managed to hold herself up.

Gao Qinghe and Huang Yanqiu stopped in their tracks, looking at her nervously.

"what happened again?!"

Mrs. Zhong walked out unhurriedly, her tone reproachful.

"If you don't want to eat, then don't. Why did you run out of the house? It's so dark and cold. What if something happens to the child?"

It was dark, and Zhong was short, so she didn't see that the person standing next to Huang Yanqiu was Gao Qinghe.

By the time she helped Ouyang Yan up, Gao Qinghe and the other woman had already gone home.

It was too dark, so Huang Yanqiu wouldn't let Gao Qinghe ride her bike back. Instead, she gave her the bike keys and told her to drive away.

I'll bring the car back tomorrow and ride her bicycle away.

"Remember to cheer me on!" Huang Yanqiu jokingly reminded him.

Gao Qinghe glared at her, started the car, and drove back to Zhao Village.

Before leaving, Gao Qinghe heard Zhong Shi rambling on and on.

There was also the sound of Ouyang Yan retching as if she was about to faint.

She seemed to empathize, also feeling nauseous, wanting to vomit but not wanting to.

Despite feeling unwell all the way home, Gao Qinghe felt dizzy as soon as she got out of the car.

Jiang's mother had just closed the door when she turned around and saw her swaying. She quickly took two steps at a time and helped her up.

"Xiao He, are you alright?"

Jiang's mother looked at her face and touched her hand. Her hand was warm and her face was normal. She didn't know what was wrong, so she helped her to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

"I'll get you a glass of hot water so you can calm down."

Jiang's mother took out an enamel mug, poured half a cup of hot water from the thermos, and handed it to Gao Qinghe.

Gao Qinghe held the warm cup in both hands, took a sip of water, and the dizziness slowly disappeared.

She was done in less than two minutes.

Gao Qinghe smiled nonchalantly at Jiang's mother, "It's nothing."

"I guess it's one of those incurable and undetectable minor ailments again."

Gao Qinghe spoke in a relaxed tone, and Jiang's mother was relieved to see that she was really alright.

It was getting late, and Jiang's mother asked, "Have you eaten? Would you like me to fry two more pumpkin cakes?"

Gao Qinghe patted her belly, "I'm so full. I took a walk, and I still feel a little undigested."

"Mom, don't worry about me, you go and rest. I'm going to take a shower and then go to sleep."

Seeing her mother-in-law close the bedroom door, Gao Qinghe's smile faded, and she got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Hot water flowed out, and the bathroom temperature rose rapidly; it didn't feel cold even without a bathroom heater.

As Gao Qinghe washed, she asked herself:
"Little System, is there something wrong with my body?"

System: [There is no immediate danger to your life, but we recommend that you go to the hospital in person.]

Gao Qinghe: "To the hospital?"

System: [Haven't you noticed your period is late this month?]

Gao Qinghe asked in a serious tone, "What day was my last visit? What's today?"

Before she could figure it out, the system roared in exasperation:

[You're pregnant, you idiot host!] (End of Chapter)