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

He turned around, picked up the wood-chopping knife from behind the door, and walked outside.

"Where are you going in this weather?" Lin Xiulian asked hurriedly.

"I'm going to the back mountain to cut two bamboo stalks." Chen Yongqiang didn't stop walking, and his figure quickly disappeared into the sparse snow.

Liang Meie and Lin Xiulian exchanged a glance, both somewhat puzzled. Why cut bamboo in this freezing weather?

Chen Yongqiang had his own plans. His ice fishing success showed him the way forward, but the weather was the biggest constraint.

He figured he needed to make a tent that could block out the wind and snow. He would use bamboo for the frame and then cover it with old canvas.

If you place a charcoal brazier near the ice hole, you might be able to light a small charcoal brazier inside, so you won't be afraid of even the coldest weather.

When he returned to the yard carrying two long bamboo poles, a thin layer of white had accumulated on his head and shoulders.

Liang Meie and Lin Xiulian were still waiting in the main room. When he returned, Lin Xiulian hurriedly went forward to help him brush the snow off his clothes.

"Come inside and warm up. What are you going to do with this bamboo?" Lin Xiulian couldn't help but ask again.

Chen Yongqiang leaned the bamboo against the eaves before saying, "Let's build a shelter that can protect us from the wind and snow. Then we won't have to worry about the weather when ice fishing."

Upon hearing this, Liang Meie's eyes lit up.

Lin Xiulian looked at the two green bamboo stalks: "That would be too much trouble. Would it even work?"

"We'll know once we try." Chen Yongqiang knew it was feasible, but the conditions were currently limited.

He turned to find an axe and a saw, preparing to split the bamboo and trim it.

Liang Meie walked over and asked, "Brother Yongqiang, is there anything I can help with?"

Chen Yongqiang turned to Liang Meie and asked, "Do you have any plastic sheeting or anything like that at home? Something that can keep out rain and snow and is not drafty will do."

Liang Meie thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes! I bought a pretty big piece of plastic sheeting at the market a while ago, intending to use it to cover the chicken coop after spring."

Later, he followed Chen Yongqiang in dealing in mountain products and made a lot of money. He then put aside his chicken farming business and just kept the cloth untouched.

"Perfect timing, go get it," Chen Yongqiang said.

Liang Meie responded and jogged home to retrieve it. It was a thick piece of blue plastic sheeting, quite large when unfolded.

Next, the three of them got busy in the courtyard where light snow was falling.

Chen Yongqiang was the backbone; he took measurements, split bamboo strips, and built the frame.

Liang Meie was skillful and cut the plastic sheeting according to his requirements, then threaded the rope and tied knots.

Lin Xiulian was unable to do heavy work, so she handed over tools and occasionally offered suggestions.

Chen Yongqiang had already made plans in his mind. He was thinking about making a mobile tent that was about one meter wide and two meters long.

As dusk fell, a simple yet sturdy blue tent was finally erected in the courtyard.

It was about a meter high, and people had to bend over to get in and out. Chen Yongqiang crawled inside and tried it out. The space was big enough to accommodate two or three people and some simple tools.

He emerged and said calmly, "It's done. It'll come in handy once the snow stops."

Lin Xiulian came out of the kitchen: "You've been busy all day, come inside and have some dinner."

But this wait lasted for several days.

The snow fell intermittently without stopping, so Chen Yongqiang couldn't go out and simply stayed home to hibernate.

News spread throughout the village that He Jun was getting married.

This incident sparked considerable discussion in the otherwise quiet winter village.

"Have you heard? He Jun is getting married!"

"Which family's daughter is she?"

"Who else could it be? It's Old Huang's daughter from the neighboring village, the one who's a bit unsteady on her feet, named Xiao Cui."

"Tsk, no wonder... I knew it."

"Which girl is blind?"

"His eyes aren't blind, but his leg is a little lame. Sigh, he's a person with a hard life."

Discussions were rife, ranging from curiosity and disdain to a mix of inexplicable emotions.

He Jun wasn't well-liked in the village, but getting married and starting a family was ultimately a serious matter.

After a while, the gossip subsided, and more mundane comments emerged, such as "at least settle down and start a family."

That noon, the village chief Yang Dahai's voice came through the loudspeaker hanging on an old tree at the entrance of the village:

"Just letting everyone know, Comrade He Jun from our village is getting married on the sixth day of next month. Everyone who's free, young and old, aunties and grandmas, please come and help out, join in the fun, and have a drink. Just to reiterate, it's the sixth day of next month, He Jun is getting married..."

This marriage proposal was thus formally presented to the entire village.

Chen Yongqiang was eating in the kitchen when the sound of the radio could be faintly heard coming into the room.

He couldn't help but look at Lin Xiulian across the table.

Lin Xiulian held her bowl, head down, slowly chewing her rice, seemingly unaware of the broadcast, or perhaps she heard it but pretended not to.

But Chen Yongqiang knew what she was thinking.

They simply started living together as a couple; there was no wedding banquet, no ceremony, and they didn't even get a marriage certificate.

Everyone in the village tacitly agreed that the brother-in-law and sister-in-law would make do and continue their marriage.

It wasn't that we didn't want to do it before, it was that we couldn't.

Firstly, this is an awkward situation; a brother-in-law marrying his sister-in-law would be the subject of endless gossip.

Secondly, the family really had nothing to offer, which would only make them a laughing stock.

"When spring comes and the weather warms up, we'll have a wedding ceremony. We'll get everything we need."

Lin Xiulian raised her head, looked at him, somewhat stunned, her lips moved but no sound came out.

Chen Yongqiang continued, "The conditions weren't good before, but things are different now."

Under the eaves outside the door, there was a Phoenix brand bicycle; the family had enough money to buy a television.

The three turns and the sound were almost complete. This was all he had worked hard for in the short time since his rebirth.

"What others have, you will also have, openly and honestly."

Lin Xiulian's eyes slowly reddened. She lowered her head and unconsciously poked at the few remaining noodles in her bowl with her chopsticks.

After a long while, Lin Xiulian responded softly, "It's better...it's better not to waste that money. By spring, my belly will be showing, and nothing will look good on me. People will laugh at me. Let's just forget about it."

"What's wrong with being pregnant? It's precisely because you're pregnant that we need to take care of you. Listen to me, it's settled then." He didn't want her to carry this regret in her heart forever.

"When the time comes, invite your parents over too, so they can be proper witnesses. Once the ceremony is over, there will be less gossip." He knew that the biggest obstacle might not be in the village, but in the Lin family.

It won't be easy to get past Lin's father. He had already reluctantly agreed to the two of them being together, and now he wants to hold a proper wedding ceremony. The old man will probably lose face and feel ashamed.

But Chen Yongqiang was confident. If he couldn't persuade them, he would use money to pave the way.

Prepare plenty of betrothal gifts, including real grain, cloth, or even cash.

Often, even if you disagree, you eventually have to agree. He now has the ability and the determination to handle this matter perfectly.

"Alright then, I'll do as you say." Lin Xiulian tacitly agreed. Every girl wants to have a grand and glamorous wedding.