Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

Ding Wanru watched his figure disappear around the corner of the snow-covered village road, though she had many words left unspoken.

But she knew that another woman was also looking forward to his return.

Chen Yongqiang walked home through the snow. As he passed the Qin family's low bamboo house, he noticed that the roof and walls were covered with thick layers of dry straw for warmth.

Such conditions are far too rudimentary; it will likely be difficult to survive this harsh winter.

Walking into his yard, Chen Yongqiang saw the kitchen light was still on. A thought crossed his mind, and he took out a wild boar weighing over 100 pounds from his spatial storage before calling out into the house:

"Xiulian, I'm back."

Almost the instant the words were spoken, a series of hurried footsteps came from inside the room.

Lin Xiulian appeared in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe. She was wearing a thick cotton coat, but her face was flushed with excitement.

She looked at the tall figure covered in snow in the courtyard, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Her voice trembled, as if a heart that had been hanging in suspense for a long time had finally settled down, "Yongqiang, you're finally back."

After a while, Chen Yongqiang's kitchen became lively.

In the small kitchen, a large iron pot sits on the stove, bubbling with milky white bone broth, its rich aroma mingling with the mellow flavor of wild game and the fresh fragrance of mountain mushrooms.

Large chunks of wild boar meat, tender rabbit meat, and some dried vegetables and potato slices that are rarely seen in winter filled the makeshift wooden table next to it.

Chen Yongqiang not only called Qin Shan, but also his wife and twin daughters.

In this cold winter, a steaming hot pot is undoubtedly the most comforting thing and the best way to bring people closer.

Qin Shan greeted Chen Yongqiang: "Yongqiang, how was your hunting trip in the mountains this time?"

"Not bad, I've gained something." Chen Yongqiang said casually, but he had gained quite a lot from this trip.

The twin sisters, on the other hand, vividly embody two distinct personalities.

As soon as Qin Liping, the younger sister, entered the door, she sniffed and stared at the bubbling hot pot: "Wow, it smells so good! Yongqiang, you're amazing, you brought back so much meat!"

She walked around the table lively, and when she saw Lin Xiulian was busy, she took the initiative to help set out the dishes.

He kept talking, asking curious questions about hunting in the mountains, his outgoing personality like a small flame.

In contrast, her older sister, Qin Lijuan, is much quieter and more reserved.

She followed behind her mother, only quietly greeting Chen Yongqiang and Lin Xiulian when her mother gestured to her.

She found a seat near a corner and sat down, placing her hands neatly on her knees.

Occasionally, she would steal a glance at the lively scene, but when her gaze fell on Chen Yongqiang, she would quickly look away, a barely perceptible blush rising on her face.

He invited everyone to sit down, poured Qin Shan a glass of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), and after a few sips of hot soup, the atmosphere quickly became lively.

Chen Yongqiang picked up his bowl and clinked it against Qin Shan's: "Uncle Qin, how's the progress on the reservoir project going these past few days while I've been in the mountains?"

Qin Shanqian took a sip of wine and put down his bowl: "I dare not delay the task you assigned. After you left, I took the men and continued working on it. The foundation was deepened and compacted as you instructed."

He looked at the snow outside the window with some difficulty: "It's just that it's so cold and the ground is frozen solid. Even when you use a pickaxe, sparks fly. It's really hard to make progress quickly."

"Moreover, with the snow getting thicker and thicker, everyone is afraid of getting frostbite, so we've temporarily stopped work for the past two days and will continue once this extreme cold passes."

Chen Yongqiang listened and nodded. This situation was within his expectations; it was the way things were, and there was no way to force it.

"Safety first, we can catch up on the progress after the ice thaws in the spring. Thank you for your hard work."

Qin Liping, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but interject, "Brother Yongqiang, besides wild boar and rabbits, what other good prey did you catch this time you went into the mountains?"

Chen Yongqiang put down his chopsticks, got up and took out two processed furs from the corner where items were piled up.

The fur was dark brown. "We happened to get two otter pelts, tanned, perfect for this cold winter. Xiaoping, you and your sister take them back and sew a hat or gloves to keep out the cold."

Qin Liping was both surprised and delighted, almost jumping for joy as she took the fur. She stroked the soft, warm fur with obvious delight: "This is wonderful! Thank you, Brother Yongqiang! This fur is so soft; my ears and hands almost froze off these past few days!"

Seeing this, Qin Shan habitually scolded, "Xiao Ping! You're so ignorant! How could you accept something so valuable? Give it back to Yongqiang! This hide can be exchanged for a lot of money and grain in town."

Upon hearing her father's words, Qin Liping's excited expression faded. She was torn between handing it over and not handing it over. Her lips pursed slightly, and her eyes showed obvious reluctance, yet she couldn't find a suitable reason to refute her father.

Chen Yongqiang spoke first: "Uncle Qin, let her take it. Winter is still long, and it would be more troublesome if it got frozen. Besides, your family helped take care of Xiulian a lot while I was away, so this little thing is nothing. It's just two hides, we can find more in the mountains."

His words both reassured Qin Shan and gave Qin Liping a reason to accept the money without feeling guilty.

Qin Liping immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her face breaking into a smile again. She secretly glanced at her father, and seeing that he no longer insisted, she quickly hugged the leather tightly to her chest, as if afraid it would be snatched away.

Qin Lijuan, who had been sitting quietly, also quietly glanced at the glossy fur. A hint of envy and joy flashed in her eyes, but due to her personality, she did not show it like her sister.

After dinner, and after seeing off Qin Shan's family, the courtyard became quiet again.

Chen Yongqiang went back to his house first and lay down on the warm earthen bed, relaxing after days of running around.

A short while later, Lin Xiulian finished tidying up the kitchen and returned to the house. After taking off her coat, she lay down next to Chen Yongqiang.

Lin Xiulian turned to face him: "Did you not find much this time in the mountains because of the heavy snow?"

She recalled what he had brought back; aside from what they had eaten that night, there didn't seem to be many other prey on the surface.

Chen Yongqiang pulled the soft body beside him closer into his arms: "Nonsense. The gains this time far exceed your imagination."

In his space, there were dozens of wild boars lying around, especially the wild boar king that was as big as a small mountain, which was estimated to weigh at least five or six hundred pounds. Such a harvest was so good that no one would believe it if they told others.

Hearing his resolute tone, which didn't seem like a consolation, Lin Xiulian felt relieved and didn't press him for details.

She then turned to household matters: "With the weather getting colder and the stove burning more frequently, I'm afraid the firewood in the house won't last for more than a few days."

Chen Yongqiang agreed, already having made arrangements: "Okay, I understand. I'll go to town tomorrow to take care of some things. When I get back, I'll go chop some firewood in the back mountain; I'll have enough time."

Lin Xiulian softly hummed in agreement, then fell silent, leaning comfortably against his firm chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and sleepiness gradually crept in.

Outside the window, it was a bitterly cold winter, but inside, it was warm and cozy.