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

Chen Yongqiang lit the stove first: "What's the point of comparing these things?"

"How can you be so wooden? You have no sense of romance at all." Liang Meie rolled her eyes at Chen Yongqiang.

"Then let's have the competition. What's the stake?" Chen Yongqiang knew exactly what Liang Meie was thinking, but he didn't like to show it.

Liang Meie smiled and said, "The bet is simple. If you catch the fish first, I'll agree to your terms. If I catch the fish first, you have to agree to mine."

"Aren't they all the same? Why compare them?" Chen Yongqiang put the lid on the stove.

"It's different..." Liang Meie smiled charmingly.

Chen Yongqiang didn't know what she was planning, but since she didn't seem to be at a disadvantage, he said, "Let's have a competition then."

He usually fished alone, and the tent was always quiet. But today, with the presence of the pretty widow Liang Meie, it became much livelier.

"Half an hour, whoever catches the biggest fish wins," Liang Meie added a new rule. She knew that if it was a contest of who caught the most fish, she definitely couldn't beat Chen Yongqiang, but she had a better chance of winning if it was a contest of fish size.

"Okay." Chen Yongqiang didn't mind, baited his hook and cast his line, preparing to catch another carp as live bait.

Time passed slowly. Chen Yongqiang's float moved first, bobbing gently twice. He immediately lifted the rod, and a crucian carp the size of his palm was pulled out of the water.

"You're only temporarily in the lead," Liang Meie smiled at Chen Yongqiang.

A while later, there was movement on Liang Meie's end. This time, the fish bit with considerable force. She gasped and gripped the fishing rod tightly: "This...this one seems bigger!"

She struggled a bit to control the fish, but her voice was filled with excitement.

Chen Yongqiang put down his fishing rod: "Do you need any help?"

"No need." Liang Meie had already pulled the fish up; it was a grass carp weighing nearly four or five pounds.

"Looks like I'm really lucky today, this one's bigger than yours." Liang Meie's cheeks flushed, whether from exertion or excitement, it was hard to tell. She pointed to the grass carp, then looked at the small crucian carp at Chen Yongqiang's feet.

The stove inside the tent was burning brightly, and the two had already taken off their heavy coats. Liang Meie tied her hair back up, unable to hide the smile on her lips: "Yongqiang, you'd better step up your game, time... is running out."

"It's not time yet," Chen Yongqiang said calmly. He was having a bit of bad luck today; the fish that bit his hook were mostly crucian carp, far more than Liang Meie, but there wasn't a single big one that could hold his own.

Time passed by, and the agreed-upon half hour was over in the blink of an eye.

"Time's up!" Liang Meie announced excitedly. She picked up her grass carp and waved it in front of Chen Yongqiang: "We agreed on a competition to see who had the biggest fish, and I won!"

Chen Yongqiang looked at the grass carp still thrashing its tail in Liang Meie's hand: "Fine, you win."

Liang Meie put down the fish, leaned close to Chen Yongqiang's ear and whispered, "Then... shouldn't the loser listen to the winner?"

Chen Yongqiang hooked the still-wriggling grass carp onto the large hook, flicked his wrist, and the bait sank into the ice hole, the nylon line quickly sinking down.

"A bet's a bet, what do you want me to do?"

After he finished doing all this, Liang Meie pointed to the area covered with the old felt: "Come here, lie down and don't move."

He did as instructed, went over, and lay down on the felt: "And then?"

Liang Meie suddenly pounced on him, bringing with her a warm, fragrant scent, and lay on top of him: "Then close your eyes."

Chen Yongqiang did as he was told. With his vision obscured, he felt Liang Meie unbuckling his belt…

Inside the tent, the air rose and swirled along with the heat from the stove.

"Don't peek," Liang Meie murmured, a triumphant smile in her voice. Then, a gentle kiss landed on his eyelids, and then slowly moved down along the bridge of his nose.

Chen Yongqiang didn't move or open his eyes. He could feel Liang Meie's fingers unbuttoning his shirt, one button at a time...

Meanwhile, in the obstetrics and gynecology clinic of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, the obstetrician looked at Wang Guixiang and said, "The fetus is developing very healthily at present."

"Doctor, am I having a boy or a girl?" This was Wang Guixiang's biggest concern.

"Hospital rules state that I can't say," the doctor replied, avoiding a direct answer.

Wang Guixiang didn't give up and placed a bag under the doctor's table: "Fish from the reservoir in my hometown, purely wild."

The doctor glanced at the bag and said, "This child of yours will be a pillar of the family in the future."

Upon hearing this, Wang Guixiang's face broke into a wide smile: "Thank you, doctor! Thank you, doctor! I understand, I understand!"

The term "top door" sounded to her like an implication that she was carrying a boy.

The doctor had resumed his businesslike expression and began writing in the medical record: "Regular prenatal checkups, pay attention to nutrition."

Wang Guixiang walked out of the consultation room with slightly red eyes: "Thank God, I'm finally pregnant with a boy!"

Inside the tent at the reservoir, the games on the old felt mats had become almost silent.

Chen Yongqiang, who had been keeping his hands neatly at his sides, finally raised them and placed them on Liang Meie's waist and back: "Meie..."

"Shh, the loser has no say. The winner is going to collect her spoils now." Liang Meie chuckled.

Hearing the noise, Chen Yongqiang opened his eyes and saw the nylon rope on the ice being rapidly dragged into the water.

He reacted extremely quickly, straightening up abruptly and grabbing the fishing rod tied to the rope with his right hand.

Liang Meie was caught off guard by his sudden movement and almost fell, letting out a soft gasp.

Fortunately, Chen Yongqiang's left hand firmly supported her waist, stabilizing her.

"What's wrong?" Liang Meie was still a little dazed, her breathing uneven.

"We've got a fish! It's a big one!" Chen Yongqiang's right arm muscles tensed.

The pulling force transmitted from the fishing rod was unusually strong, and the huge creature underwater was violently dragging the grass carp bait, which weighed four or five pounds.

The bait alone weighs five pounds, so the thing that bites the hook must weigh over a hundred pounds!

But the two were now at a critical juncture, caught in a dilemma. Chen Yongqiang managed to maintain his position, his right hand holding the fishing rod that was about to slip from his grasp, while his left hand steadily supported Liang Meie's waist and back.

Liang Meie was amazed by Chen Yongqiang's composure; time flowed by in the tent in a strange way.

The ten-odd minutes felt exceptionally long, stretched thin by the tension. The enormous creature underwater launched several fierce attacks, attempting to plunge deeper into the darkness, but Chen Yongqiang skillfully resisted and neutralized them each time.

He looked down at Liang Meie, whose cheeks were flushed and eyes were glazed, in his arms: "The bet is now settled. Now, we should focus on dealing with that big guy in the water."

"Can you pull it up?" Liang Meie straightened her clothes, her eyes fixed on the nylon rope that was constantly swaying on the water.

"They shouldn't be able to escape." Chen Yongqiang wasn't lacking confidence in his own strength, but rather worried that the cobbled-together equipment wouldn't hold up.