I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

"Stop spinning, I'm dizzy!" Su Qing blushed and patted his shoulder.

Jiang Chen quickly slowed down.

He gently placed Su Qing on the mahogany recliner worth over ten thousand yuan.

The movements were so gentle, as if afraid of breaking a piece of exquisite white jade.

"Honey, it's my fault for being rough."

Jiang Chen squatted down in front of her.

His large hands, which had signed contracts worth billions, were now carefully resting on her flat stomach.

Su Qing tidied the stray hairs by her ears.

"Look how happy you are."

Anyone who didn't know better would think you'd won five million.

"Five hundred billion cannot buy my Jiang Chen's offspring."

Jiang Chen took her hand and kissed it.

"We need to tell Great-Grandpa about this right away."

"The old man is so eager for a great-grandson that his eyes are practically green with envy."

Su Qing rolled her eyes at him.

"You're still all up in the air, don't go around making a fuss."

Just as the two were talking.

A head suddenly appeared outside the courtyard wall.

It was Zhang Guifang, who happened to be passing by delivering pickled vegetables.

She was holding a large white porcelain basin.

Its two ears stood up very high.

"Ouch!"

"Brother Chen! Is your wife pregnant?"

Zhang Guifang's voice cracked from screaming.

Jiang Chen stood up.

"Sister-in-law Guifang."

"The results just came back; it's a positive pregnancy test."

"God has intervened!"

Zhang Guifang didn't even bother to pick up the bowl of pickled vegetables in her hand.

She placed the basin on the ground at the entrance of the courtyard.

He shouted at the top of his lungs and ran towards the loudspeaker at the village entrance.

He ran while frantically slapping his thighs and shouting.

"Breaking news!"

"What a joyous occasion!"

"The clan chief's wife is pregnant!"

"Our Jiangjia Village is going to have a little prince!"

In less than ten minutes.

The intelligence network of the aunties in Jiangjia Village has been fully activated.

Gossip in the village always spreads faster than the speed of light.

Jiang Mancang straightened up as he weeded in the super greenhouse.

"daughter in law."

"Did you hear that?"

His wife, Qian Zhaodi, slapped her thigh.

"Oh my God!"

"Brother Chen is going to be a father!"

"Stop pulling the weeds!"

"What are you still doing doing this lousy work for!"

"Hurry up and wash your hands, go back to the village and soak up the festive atmosphere!"

Jiang Huixin, who was preparing lessons at the Hope Primary School, trembled.

They even broke the chalk in their hands.

"Very good."

"Sister Su Qing is finally pregnant."

Inside the village committee office.

Li Qiang, who was checking the accounts, threw down the computer in his hand.

"Holy crap!"

"Brother Chen is pregnant!"

"Big Gou! Wake up!"

"Quickly call for reinforcements!"

Under the century-old locust tree at the entrance of the village.

Grandpa Jiang Wanshan was leaning back in his rocking chair.

He was holding an old purple clay teapot in his hand.

Sitting next to me was Jiang Baichuan, who was always telling old stories.

"Brother, look at the hexagrams in the Book of Changes..."

Jiang Baichuan hadn't finished speaking.

Wang Dagou's wife came running over, panting.

"Grandpa!"

"What a joyous occasion!"

Jiang Wanshan raised his eyelids slightly.

"What's the rush?"

"What kind of behavior is this?"

"Chen's wife is pregnant!"

Da Gou's wife slammed her hand on the stone table.

"The old Chinese medicine doctor just took my pulse in the courtyard!"

"They say it's a slippery pulse!"

"A sure thing, a joyous occasion!"

Jiang Wanshan's hand holding the teapot trembled violently.

The scalding hot tea from the purple clay teapot spilled all over his faded Zhongshan suit.

The old man was stunned for a full five seconds.

His withered lips trembled.

His eyes immediately turned red.

A few murky tears rolled down the lines on his face.

"OK……"

"OK!"

Jiang Wanshan's voice trembled.

He picked up the mahogany cane that he had been using for over ten years.

With a forceful flick.

He tossed the valuable cane into the nearby ditch.

"Big brother!"

"How will you walk if you throw away your cane?"

Jiang Wanhai quickly stood up to help him.

"Why would I need a cane!"

"My old bones can climb a tree today!"

The old man shoved Jiang Wanhai's arm away.

He wasn't even out of breath.

He ran swiftly towards the ancestral hall.

Even a twenty-year-old would be ashamed of his vigorous strides.

May our ancestors bless us!

Jiang Wanshan rushed into the magnificent ancestral hall.

He knelt down on the prayer mat in front of the ancestral tablets with a thud.

He personally lit three incense sticks as thick as an adult's arm.

"Our Jiang family has an heir!"

"Jiang Chen is really promising!"

"The incense in Jiangjia Village will never go out!"

The old man kowtowed three times heavily on the prayer mat.

On the large square outside the ancestral hall.

The entire village, young and old, gathered together with their families.

People stopped even working in the fields.

Even the workers on the assembly line were given a holiday.

Someone went to the warehouse and dug out that dusty, broken bronze gong.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Jiang Shitou, shirtless, was frantically banging on the gong in front of him.

"Today is a good day!"

At the village entrance, Jiang Haoran, known as the "God of War," led a group of young men with dyed yellow hair.

They put on all the lion dance costumes that they had only taken out for the Chinese New Year.

Two large red lions with gold stripes were leaping and bounding around the square.

"Cheer up, all of you!"

Jiang Haoran shouted at the top of his lungs.

"This is to welcome the young master of our Jiangjia Village!"

"Bring firecrackers!"

Wang Dagou drove a forklift and delivered boxes of red firecrackers.

"Hang up all 100,000 firearms in the warehouse!"

Dozens of large red lanterns were also hung up.

The crackling explosions shook the ground.

The air was filled with a festive yet pungent smell of gunpowder.

The scene was more than ten times more lively than a wedding during the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Chen held Su Qing's hand.

Surrounded by a dozen or so security guards in black, the two walked to the center of the square.

Su Qing looked at the exaggerated scene before her.

She tugged at Jiang Chen's sleeve somewhat awkwardly.

"Jiang Chen".

"Everyone is so enthusiastic!"

"I'm just pregnant."

"Why are you making it sound like some kind of national event?"

Jiang Chen looked down at her.

That stern face revealed an irrepressible doting affection.

"In our Jiangjia Village."

"This is a matter of utmost importance."

"Don't be afraid."

"I'll support you."

Jiang Chen stepped onto the high platform.

The sounds of gongs and drums in the main square automatically stopped.

Thousands of eyes were fixed on him.

Jiang Chen waved his hand.

He spoke with great confidence.

"Today is a good day!"

"Listen up, everyone!"

My wife is pregnant.

"Our Jiang family is about to welcome a new member!"

"To bring good fortune to the child in my wife's belly."

"A grand celebration for the whole village!"

A thunderous roar of cheers erupted from below.

"Brother Chen is awesome!"

"Wishing you a healthy baby boy, sister-in-law!"

"Our Jiangjia Village has a worthy successor!"

Jiang Youfu, the "Jiang the Big Spoon," happily squeezed out of the crowd.

He had a faded white apron tied around his round belly.

He was also holding a long-handled iron ladle used for stir-frying large pots of vegetables.

"Brother Chen!"

Jiang Youfu's fat face was all squeezed together.

She was laughing so hard her eyes were almost closed.

"Since we're going to have a grand celebration."

"How will we celebrate?"

"You speak!"

"I, Old Jiang, guarantee I'll handle it perfectly for you!"

Jiang Chen pointed to the spacious village square.

"A lavish banquet was held for three consecutive days!"

Jiang Youfu.

"Go to the storeroom and pick out the best ingredients."

"The premium black pork from our farm."

"Knife fish raised in the reservoir."

"And then there's the Jiang family's special rice and Lingquan vegetables, which sell for exorbitant prices."

"Move everything out!"

Jiang Chen's voice resounded throughout the venue through the loudspeaker.

"All accounts are handled through official accounts!"

"I'll personally reimburse the entire village for their expenses!"

"The whole village."

Eat as much as you want!

This caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Brother Chen is so generous!"

Hu La Hua clapped her hands with joy.

Her powerful, booming voice drowned out the noise of the entire venue.

"My sister-in-law is too delicate!"

"I'm not going anywhere for the next few days."

"I'll bring a few knowledgeable women with me."

"I specially made old hen soup for my younger brother and sister-in-law!"

Hu Lahua patted her chest and loudly guaranteed.

"Add the best wild ginseng from our back mountain."

"I guarantee I'll raise our future young master to be chubby and healthy!"

Wu Xiulian, who was next to her, also squeezed in.

She didn't complain, which was unusual for her.

His face was full of smiles.

"I've taken out my aged tangerine peel, which I've treasured for ten years!"

"To stimulate my younger siblings' appetite and stop their nausea!"

Su Qing listened to those repeated calls of "sister-in-law".

A blush rose to her cheeks.

She took Jiang Chen's strong arm.

"My sisters-in-law are too kind."

"How could I possibly eat that much?"

"You have to eat it even if you can't."

Jiang Chen put his arm around her waist.

"This is everyone's heartfelt sentiment."

"That's the rule."

Just do it.

The banquet was set up that very afternoon.

Hundreds of red-lacquered eight-immortal tables were set up in the village square.

The sounds of pots and pans clattering together blended together.

Braised pork was simmering in a large iron pot.

So fat it's dripping with oil.

The fragrance was carried by a gentle breeze.

It drifted for ten miles straight.

Even the neighboring villages like Zhaojialing, which were recently merged into the Super Farm.

They all benefited immensely from this.

Wang Dagou arranged for large trucks to transport tables of prepared banquet dishes to that location.

Men, women, young and old all sat around the table.

Eat large chunks of meat.

Drinking from large bowls.

Laughter and cheers echoed through the sky.

Night falls.

Hundreds of red lanterns were lit in the square.

It was brightly lit.

Jiang Chen sat with Su Qing at the main table.

Old Master Jiang Wanshan sat at the head of the table.

He was so happy today that he drank two extra glasses.

Her cheeks were rosy.

"Brother Chen."

Jiang Shitou, carrying a large, rough porcelain bowl, approached with a simple smile.

He's usually bad at talking.

But today he's flushed and radiant from drinking.

Even his speech has become much more fluent.

"I'd like to propose a toast to you!"

"This glass of wine."

Wishing my sister-in-law a safe and peaceful life!

Jiang Shitou drank the white wine in the bowl in one gulp.

Jiang Chen smiled and picked up the teacup in front of him.

"I won't drink."

"Su Qing can't stand the smell of alcohol now."

"I will drink tea instead of wine."

"Done."

He tilted his head back and drank the tea in one gulp.

Put down the cup.

Jiang Chen looked at Jiang Shitou's simple and honest appearance.

He couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

"Stone."

"You should hurry up too."

"I'll arrange a marriage between your child and mine later!"