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

No one knows a daughter better than her mother. As soon as Gao Qinghe returned, Huang Ying knew that she had discovered the shop's little secret.

Gao Qinghe smiled and said, "They're all the same age, the woman is pretty and the man is also good-looking, it's normal for feelings to develop over time."

The perspectives of an older sister and a mother are completely different.

In front of her daughter, Huang Ying had no reservations and said that she had already inquired about Mo Xiaohong's family situation.

Huang Ying shook her head: "Her family situation is similar to Huang Yanqiu's."

Their situation was even more complicated than Huang Yanqiu's.

Because Mo Xiaohong is the eldest child in her family, with four younger sisters and a two-year-old younger brother who was born in violation of the one-child policy.

“Her grades are much better than your brother’s. The school came to our home to talk to the parents, hoping that we could continue to support her education. They said there is a good chance that she can go to high school or even go to university.”

"I heard she got into high school and the acceptance letter was even sent out, but her parents hid it."

Because there were too many children in the family, the parents, along with their newborn son, abandoned their five daughters at home to avoid the one-child policy and hid outside for half a year before returning.

For the past six months, Mo Xiaohong has been taking care of all four younger sisters by herself.

Even as an outsider, Huang Ying felt heartbroken when she thought about it. "I don't know how the five sisters survived those six months. It's amazing that none of them starved to death."

Preferring sons to daughters is not uncommon in rural areas, and people like Mo Xiaohong and Huang Yanqiu are typical examples.

In most cases, they would give their daughter away and then ask a relative for a boy to raise.

Raising three children is difficult enough, let alone five or six.

Ten years ago, there were cases of women being drowned or thrown into pigsties immediately after giving birth to daughters.

"frenzied."

Gao Qinghe despises these kinds of parents the most; they're like they've lost their souls, no different from beasts who only know how to breed.

That being said, given Mo Xiaohong's family situation, I'm afraid Gao Qingmiao and Mo Xiaohong's relationship won't last long.

“I just went back to the bathroom and overheard Miaomiao planning to invite Mo Xiaohong to our house for the New Year. I guess she’s planning to go public with their relationship,” Gao Qinghe said.

Huang Ying immediately tensed up. Could the two of them have caused someone's death?
Hearing Gao Qinghe say that Mo Xiaohong had refused, Huang Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Looks like I'll have to have your dad give this kid a good beating later!" Huang Ying said through gritted teeth.

When Gao Qinghe saw that her mother intended to break up the young couple, she quickly advised her:
“I think Mo Xiaohong is more mature and sensible than Miaomiao. She refused to let Miaomiao come home for the New Year, probably because she was worried that our family would not agree.”

"But don't you know Miaomiao's personality, Mom? He seems carefree and easygoing, but he's actually very serious about relationships. He's deeply in love right now. If you try to break him up, you'll not only fail to do so, but it will backfire."

So, just let it be.

She would occasionally wind Gao Qingmiao up, tightening his skin to ensure his thoughts wouldn't slip.

"Besides, how old are they? They'll only be nineteen after the New Year. They're still children and haven't reached the legal marriage age yet. Don't rush them."

At Gao Qinghe's urging, Huang Ying temporarily abandoned the idea of ​​intervening.

But after thinking about it, I still need to talk to the child's father about this.

There are some things that mothers can't say; they need to be discussed by fathers, a conversation that's just between men.

Thinking this way, Huang Ying relaxed and said while picking out clothes for her daughter:

"Huang Yanqiu has already given birth, you know that, right?"

Gao Qinghe looked up in surprise, "I didn't know, she gave birth?"

She hadn't gone out since it snowed, and hadn't received any news from Huang Yanqiu for a long time.

All I know is that my estimated due date is at the end of December.

Huang Ying smiled and said, "Yes, she gave birth to a big, healthy girl. She was born at home on the day it snowed. We called a nurse from the health center to come over, and both mother and daughter are safe and sound."

"Zheng Laowu's mother asked someone to go back to the village and said that the baby's one-month celebration would be held on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month."

"I don't have much to do these past few days, so as the aunt, I still need to go and check on things."

She decided to buy a set of children's clothes at the department store to take with her. Gao Qinghe was genuinely happy, and looking at her own belly, which wasn't showing yet, she marveled at the wonder of the world.

A child quietly came into this world.

Huang Ying asked her daughter, who was laughing blankly, "Want to come along?"

Gao Qinghe shook her head, "Mom, you go first. I'll take Jiang Baohai with me when he has some free time."

Huang Ying nodded. That's fine too.

They're all relatives, so the son-in-law should also visit them.

She took her daughter to the children's clothing counter, intending to pick out clothes for Huang Yanqiu's child.

But as he picked and chose, he couldn't help but compare his belly to Gao Qinghe's.

When it came time to settle the bill, they bought one set for Huang Yanqiu's child, one set for Gao Qinghe, and two sets for Gao Qinghe's unborn child.

Gao Qinghe didn't want to spoil her mother's mood by returning the gift, so she smiled and accepted it, saying playfully, "Then I'll thank Grandma on behalf of the child~"

Huang Ying chuckled, bent down and gently touched her daughter's belly, giving a warning that was half serious and half joking:

"Sweetie, don't mess with my daughter, or Grandma will spank you when you come out."

In her mother's eyes, her daughter will always be the most important.

After buying clothes, the mother and daughter went out for a delicious meal together, enjoying a rare moment of time together.

Of course, Gao Qinghe still remembered her foolish younger brother.

On the way back, they packed a large portion of fried skewers, which Gao Qingmiao and Mo Xiaohong ate until they were stuffed.

A few days later, Jiang Baohai finally had half a day of free time.

Gao Qinghe brought the prepared gifts and red envelopes, and the couple went to visit Huang Yanqiu together.

Zheng Xiaopeng and Huang Yanqiu have few relatives in the city; only Huang Ying has visited them recently, making it quieter than living in the village.

Huang Yanqiu was able to get out of bed and move around on the day she gave birth naturally. She has been resting and recovering very well these past few days without being disturbed by guests.

When Gao Qinghe and his wife arrived, Huang Yanqiu came out to greet them.

After being glared at by Gao Qinghe, he quickly went back to his bedroom and lay down.

Zheng Xiaopeng and his mother were both surprised and flattered that Jiang Baohai would come.

As soon as he entered the door, Zheng Xiaopeng started calling him "brother-in-law" affectionately.

Liu Lanxiang brought out all the delicious food in the house to thank her brother-in-law for his concern, showering him with compliments.

Jiang Baohai, however, was used to it and dealt with it calmly.

Having money is great these days; you're especially popular.

Gao Qinghe secretly found it amusing, put down the tonics she had brought, and went to the bedroom to check on Huang Yanqiu and the child.

Perhaps they were used to Huang Yanqiu's fierce demeanor.

Seeing her dressed in a red thermal underwear set, with a headscarf wrapped around her head, and a gentle, motherly expression, Gao Qinghe felt a little uncomfortable.

However, Huang Yanqiu, being a rough woman, gave herself away as soon as she opened her mouth.

She said excitedly, "Do you know that giving birth is like taking a dump? That day, I just felt a lot of pain in my stomach and really needed to poop, so I went to the toilet and squatted there for ages. If my mom hadn't yelled at me, I wouldn't have even known I was going into labor. I almost gave birth to my baby in the latrine!"

Gao Qinghe listened to Huang Yanqiu's description with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, and then went to the bedside.

In the blankets lay a little one, wrapped up like a dumpling, with a rosy face and a few strands of hair, fast asleep with his eyes closed and fists clenched.

Gao Qinghe gently tapped the little guy's cheek. It wrinkled its little face uncomfortably, its toothless mouth twitching, and then it fell asleep again.

Soft and tiny, it melts your heart. (End of Chapter)