The Immortal Clan was established starting with the entry on the Dao of the Gou.

Time flies.

Three years later.

The fifteenth day of the first month of the fourth year of the Tianqi reign.

Today is Jiang Dexian's seventh birthday.

The house was very lively during the Lantern Festival.

Jiang Yun's family of four, plus Meng Chunmei and her son Fang Yu.

The small kitchen felt somewhat cramped.

That is precisely the case.

In the cold winter, it is only when the whole family squeezes together in a small house that it feels cozy.

"Dexian, look what this is?"

Meng Chunmei brought two jin of pork knuckles to celebrate her grandson's birthday.

"Pork knuckle, thank you, Grandma."

Jiang Dexian is seven years old.

He politely accepted his favorite braised pork knuckle and then handed it to Jiang Yun.

"Deyue, come here, let Grandma hold you."

While doting on her grandson, Meng Chunmei also shows affection to her granddaughter.

"Grandma."

Jiang Deyue obediently walked up to Meng Chunmei and let Meng Chunmei hug her.

She is a little over three years old and extremely cute.

Meng Chunmei loved it so much that she fed it glutinous rice balls.

"My dear granddaughter, have a sweet dumpling."

Jiang Yun and Ling'er were cooking, while Fang Yu was in charge of tending the fire.

Today is the Lantern Festival, which also happens to be Jiang Dexian's birthday.

They must be eating a hundred times better than usual.

Soon, the room was filled with the aroma of meat.

Jiang Dexian couldn't wait to feast.

He stood by the stove, tiptoeing to look into the pot.

"You glutton, look at you!"

Seeing Jiang Dexian's impatient manner, Ling'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Mother, why isn't it ready yet? I'm starving," Jiang Dexian said weakly.

"I'm hungry, let's go eat some glutinous rice balls first."

Ling'er was cutting a white radish.

We'll use this radish to make meat soup later.

"I don't like eating glutinous rice balls."

That's what Jiang Dexian said.

His eyes, however, were fixed on his younger sister.

The little sister was nestled in her grandmother's arms, happily eating her glutinous rice balls.

"Grandma, I want to eat too."

He glanced into the pot and figured the pork knuckle wouldn't be cooked for a while, so he went to his grandmother's side and begged for some glutinous rice balls.

Much later.

This sumptuous dinner is just ready.

The whole family squeezed around the table, enjoying each other's company.

"Mother, pork knuckle..."

Jiang Dexian swallowed hard as she looked at the fragrant pork knuckle.

"Eat."

Ling'er picked up a piece of pork knuckle and put it into Jiang Dexian's bowl.

Jiang Dexian ate heartily.

"My father's braised pork knuckle is the best."

As he ate, his mouth was covered in grease, but he didn't forget to praise Jiang Yun's braised pork knuckle for being delicious.

"Your father's cooking skills are far superior to your mother's."

Ling'er smiled at Jiang Yun and praised her as well.

Besides learning to read from Jiang Yun, she also frequently sought his advice on cooking.

Since marrying Jiang Yun.

She felt that Jiang Yun was omnipotent.

There's even a feeling—

My husband seems to be unpredictable.

"You should learn more about cooking from now on. As a wife, how can you let your husband cook?"

Meng Chunmei said to Ling'er.

She had eaten Jiang Yun's cooking many times.

I do think Jiang Yun's cooking skills are top-notch.

I just subconsciously believe that cooking is a woman's job and men shouldn't get involved.

So sometimes she would blame Ling'er for not serving Jiang Yun well.

She failed to fulfill her responsibilities as a wife.

"Yes, Mother."

Ling'er glanced helplessly at Jiang Yun.

In reality, she still does the cooking and laundry every year.

Jiang Yun only cooks occasionally, during holidays or special occasions.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yun served Meng Chunmei a bowl of meat soup and explained, "I only cook occasionally. Besides, Ling'er works very hard taking care of the children, and sometimes I can't help out."

"Ling'er is truly blessed to have married you."

Meng Chunmei was overjoyed and couldn't stop smiling.

Hearing Jiang Yun say this, Ling'er felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

"Something feels off to me."

Fang Yu glanced at his sister's appearance and suddenly spoke up.

He sensed a sour smell in the air.

"Eat your food!"

Meng Chunmei scolded.

"oh."

Fang Yu shut up and ate in silence.

He glanced at Jiang Dexian and Jiang Deyue.

I always felt like my uncle was an outsider.

Jiang Yun said, "De Xian, pick up a pork knuckle for your uncle."

"Uncle, have some pork knuckle."

At Jiang Yun's instruction.

Jiang Dexian generously used her chopsticks to cut a piece of pork knuckle for Fang Yu.

"Good nephew, your uncle has not spoiled you for nothing."

Fang Yu laughed heartily.

He is one year younger than his older sister, Fang Ling.

24 years old this year.

He hasn't found a wife yet.

His mother, Meng Chunmei, was extremely worried.

But that's not surprising.

His family, like Jiang Yun's, were tenant farmers.

After Ling'er married Jiang Yun, the mother and son depended on each other for survival.

The family didn't have much savings to begin with.

Unless a tenant farmer's family has a daughter of suitable age, they will not consider marrying their daughter to Fang Yu.

Otherwise, other families wouldn't even notice Fang Yu.

There was no other way; my family was too poor.

Jiang Yun was able to marry Ling'er.

Half of it was because his parents had left him some money.

The other half is because Ling'er has liked him since she was a child and will not marry anyone else.

At the dinner table, the family chatted about this and that.

As the lowest-ranking tenant farmer.

They were not from a wealthy family, but rather from a scholarly background.

They do not adhere to the rules of not speaking while eating or sleeping.

While eating...

Ling'er suddenly started to vomit.

"Ling'er, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yun looked at Ling'er and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little cold," Ling'er replied. "And I feel a bit nauseous."

"Let's get some rest soon, it's a bit chilly."

Jiang Yun didn't take it seriously.

After dinner, Meng Chunmei and Fang Yu went home.

"Ling'er, you go to sleep first, I'll take care of it."

Jiang Yun noticed that Ling'er was not feeling well.

So he told Ling'er to go to sleep early.

He washes the dishes himself.

"Um."

Ling'er nodded in agreement.

Go back to your room to rest.

a few days later.

Ling'er still often feels nauseous and feels cold for no reason.

"Could she be pregnant again?"

Jiang Yun suddenly realized.

This reaction suggests that Ling'er might be pregnant!

"Ling'er, you seem to be pregnant."

Jiang Yun helped Ling'er up and told her his guess.

"Ah?" Ling'er asked nervously, "You're pregnant again? Didn't you say that... that wouldn't happen...?"

"It's hard to say, there are always unexpected things, it's like a tadpole."

Jiang Yun said with some difficulty.

He did take some precautions when he had sex with Ling'er.

But it's inevitable that she'll get pregnant.

Now that things have come to this, I have no choice but to give birth.

If it's a third child, then it's a third child.

This is a good thing.

"tadpole?"

Ling'er didn't understand what Jiang Yun was saying.

What is the connection between pregnancy and tadpoles?

"It's alright, I'll go see Dr. Fang in a couple of days."

Two days later.

Jiang Yun brought Ling'er to Fang Bingchu's house again.

This time, Fang Bingchu went to another village to practice medicine.

His eldest son was the one who received the patient.

"Congratulations, it's a positive pregnancy test; you are indeed pregnant."

[Congratulations, host, your wife is pregnant with your third child!]

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Name: Jiang Yun

Age: 28

[Talent: Immortal Bones]

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