Hard work after winning the lottery

I couldn't vomit anything, but it was that feeling of wanting to churn out my internal organs, and it was so uncomfortable that tears streamed down my face.

The millet porridge I drank this morning was churning in my stomach, and my throat was burning.

"Yunyun?"

Footsteps sounded behind me.

Li Guifen followed us without us even noticing.

She didn't rush forward, but stood two or three steps away, her eyes blazing as she stared intently at her daughter's back.

As a seasoned mother who has given birth to two children and raised three grandchildren, Li Guifen's eyes now held less anxiety and more a meaningful inquiry.

Hua Yun took a long time to straighten up, her eyes still glistening with tears, and turned around.

"Mom...this Sichuan peppercorn flavor is too strong, it's irritating my throat..." Hua Yun's voice was a little hoarse as she tried to use yesterday's excuse.

Li Guifen remained silent.

She stepped forward, stretched out her large, rough hands from years of hard work, and gently patted Hua Yun's back to help her catch her breath.

The movements were light and gentle, but the eyes were sharp.

"Sore throat?" Li Guifen snorted, her tone tinged with doubt. "Yesterday the sheep pen smelled strong because you caught a chill, today the Sichuan peppercorn smell is strong because it's irritating your throat. Yunyun, tell Mom the truth, this month..."

Li Guifen's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Hua Yun's lower abdomen, which was covered by her down jacket.

That look in her eyes says, "I've been through this myself, don't try to fool me."

Hua Yun felt guilty under that gaze and was about to open her mouth to explain when she was interrupted by a series of loud noises.

"Sis! Sis, what's wrong?!"

Hua An, carrying a large bundle of firewood, charged over from the front yard like a big bear.

The boy must have heard the noise; he looked anxious and rushed over without even putting down the firewood. "Are you cold? I told you the heating in that room wasn't warm enough! Should I go and light a brazier for you?"

The kid's eyes were clear yet foolish; he completely failed to grasp the subtle atmosphere in the air.

The rest of Li Guifen's words, which were about to come out, were abruptly cut off by her foolish son.

She glared at Hua An, annoyed. "Why are you lighting a brazier! Can't you see your sister is feeling unwell? Hurry up and bring the firewood inside, don't make things worse!"

"Oh...oh!" Hua An shrank back, looking at his mother and then his older sister with a blank expression. "Then...then I'll go start the fire. Sis, drink more hot water!"

After saying that, the boy grabbed the firewood and ran off again in a flurry of activity.

This is my younger brother.

Aside from telling you to drink more hot water, there's basically nothing else you can expect.

The interruption eased the awkward interrogation atmosphere considerably.

Taking advantage of the moment, Hua Yun adjusted her breathing and turned to look at Li Guifen.

The mother and daughter exchanged a glance.

Li Guifen didn't ask any further questions, but she patted her shoulder a little harder.

"Alright, stop pushing yourself. If you're not feeling well, then don't touch the meat."

After Li Guifen finished speaking, she turned around and walked back. After taking two steps, she stopped and said without turning her head, "There are some tamarind cakes in the cupboard. If you want some, go and get them yourself."

Hua Yun stood there, stunned.

Tamarind cake...

That was the sour taste Li Guifen usually kept to appease the children; it was so sour it made your teeth ache. But upon hearing those three words, Hua Yun unconsciously swallowed.

have to.

Hua Yun was restless all morning.

I dare not go to the pickled meat shop; the smell makes me nauseous. I also have no interest in comforting the children; looking at these three mischievous monkeys, all I can think of is the terrifying image of "they'll turn into four mischievous monkeys someday."

No.

We need to get a definite answer about this.

Even if it's the death penalty, shouldn't people die knowing why?

After lunch, everyone stayed indoors, feeling sleepy.

Hua Yun changed into a thick down jacket, put on a hat and scarf, and was fully armed.

"Mom, I'm going to town!"

She shouted into the house, "I'm going to buy some... some red paper, we're running out of paper for Spring Festival couplets!"

That excuse was utterly lame. But Li Guifen inside simply responded with a curt "The road is slippery, drive carefully."

Hua Yun blushed, grabbed her car keys, and ran away.

The younger brother was playing chess with his grandfather when he saw her bustling around and looked up to ask, "Do you want me to join you?"

"No need! No need! I'm just buying a few things, I'll be right back!"

Hua Yun refused decisively.

The road from Baixi Village to the county seat is not easy to travel.

Especially since it had just snowed, the roads were still a bit slippery even though the snow had been shoveled.

Hua Yun was driving the SUV, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, her palms sweaty.

Outside the car window stretched an endless snowfield, a vast expanse of white. The poplar trees along the roadside were bare, their branches adorned with icicles.

Hua Yun usually loves this kind of scenery, finding it both cool and beautiful.

But today, her mind was completely blank.

"No way... really no way..."

"Am I really that fertile? Last time it was a third-year high school student, and this time..."

"What if there were twins too..."

"hiss--"

Hua Yun gasped, nearly pressing the accelerator too hard.

If two more come, that'll be five children!

This guy is missing a father figure!

Will there even be room to walk in the house anymore? Won't CEO Zhou be working himself to death on the road to earning money for baby formula?

Although the Zhou family is not short of money, this is not a matter of money! This is a matter of life and death!

The car stopped in front of the county hospital.

Because it was almost Chinese New Year and the weather was cold, there weren't many people in the hospital, making it seem rather deserted.

The heating in the lobby was on full blast, and as soon as you entered, you could smell the distinctive aroma of soda water and disinfectant.

This smell usually just seems clean, but today it made Hua Yun's stomach churn again.

Despite her discomfort, she skillfully registered for an appointment at the obstetrics and gynecology department.

The corridor was quiet.

Hua Yun sat on the cold blue bench, clutching the thin registration slip in her hand.

Opposite her, on the wall, was a huge advertisement for maternal and infant products.

The painting depicts a smiling, kind-looking mother cradling a chubby-cheeked baby in her arms. The baby has big, watery eyes and is grinning with its toothless little mouth.

Hua Yun stared at the painting.

As she looked at it, the baby in the painting seemed to transform into a miniature version of Zhou Yanjin, grinning mischievously at her.

"Please have patient Hua Yun (number 16) come to clinic room 2 for her appointment."

A cold, mechanical female voice suddenly came from the radio.

Hua Yun shuddered, like a primary school student who had been daydreaming in class and had been called on by the teacher, and suddenly stood up.

"call……"

She took a deep breath, but all she inhaled was the smell of disinfectant.

"So be it, I'll just die!"

Hua Yun gritted her teeth, stuffed the registration slip into her pocket, and strode into the consultation room.

Even if it really is a "four-legged money-devouring beast", it's still our own product, so why would we throw it away?

only……

Zhou Yanjin's handsome face flashed through her mind.

If it really is true, wouldn't this be considered a... big surprise gift for him?