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

Chen Yongqiang had just finished eating when laughter and chatter came from outside the courtyard. Neighbors arrived one after another and sat down around the small black-and-white television.

Chen Yongqiang noticed that Liang Meie was not there.

Usually around this time, she would bring her two children to join in the fun.

Recalling the scene at her doorstep that evening, Chen Yongqiang had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

He didn't say anything, but as usual, he prepared two small dishes and took out the half-empty bottle of baijiu from the cabinet that he hadn't finished last time.

"Uncle Qin, want a couple of bites?" he called out to Qin Shan.

Qin Shan chuckled and replied, "Two bites it is!"

The two moved to a square table against the wall, avoiding the crowd facing the television.

After a sip of spicy liquor, I felt even warmer.

Qin Shan, however, was not as talkative as usual. He silently ate two peanuts and asked, "Yongqiang, you've been going to town a lot lately. Have you heard anything?"

"What's the rumor?" Chen Yongqiang picked up a piece of pickled vegetable.

"It's about family planning. Your aunt's belly...it's her third pregnancy. I'm really worried about it."

Chen Yongqiang shook his head: "I haven't heard of it. There is such a policy from above, but it will take a while to implement it in our remote mountain village."

Wang Guixiang lives in town and is well-informed. Chen Yongqiang had asked her before, and she said there was no news yet, and she should continue living her life as usual.

Qin Shan picked up his wine cup and clinked it with Chen Yongqiang's: "That's good, that's good. I feel much more at ease knowing you're alright."

Just then, a figure dressed in a neat cotton coat and wearing a beige scarf walked in. It was Gao Yuanyuan, a volunteer teacher from the village primary school.

She held a few books in her hand, her gaze falling on Chen Yongqiang: "Brother Chen, I heard you're going to town tomorrow?"

"Yes, the fish haven't all been sold yet." Chen Yongqiang put down his chopsticks.

"That would be perfect, but I need your help. These are books I borrowed from the Xinhua Bookstore in town, and they're due for return. Could you bring them over for me if it's convenient?" Gao Yuan'ai asked tentatively.

"Is there anything else I need to borrow? I'll take a look while I'm at it." Chen Yongqiang took the book.

Gao Yuanyuan thought for a moment and said two book titles: "If you have them, please borrow them for me. If not, it's okay."

"Okay, I've got it. I'll take a look at it for you tomorrow."

Seeing her standing, Chen Yongqiang casually invited, "Teacher Gao, do you drink? Why don't you sit down and warm up with me?"

Gao Yuanyuan can actually drink a little, but here... the whole house is full of old and young men from the village, as well as familiar women and children.

As a young female teacher from out of town who came to teach in a rural area, she always felt it was too conspicuous to sit down and drink with a man.

"No, thank you, Brother Chen. You guys drink, I'll just watch TV," Gao Yuan'ai said with a smile, politely declining.

After saying that, he turned around and found a small stool to sit next to Qin Liping.

Qin Liping enthusiastically grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and handed them over: "Teacher Gao, have some sunflower seeds! Yongqiang bought them from town, they smell really good!"

Gao Yuanyuan thanked them, took the melon seeds, and sat quietly, her gaze fixed on the television screen just like everyone else's.

The next day, Chen Yongqiang and Liang Meie appeared at their usual spot in the market at the east end of the town.

On the sled, the taimen still occupied the most conspicuous spot.

Liang Meie showed no sign of the unpleasantness of last night as she laid out the remaining miscellaneous fish by type.

Chen Yongqiang saw this and understood that she was a strong-willed woman at heart.

Not long after, Wang Guixiang arrived: "Since you'll be coming today anyway, and I'm free, I'll lend a hand."

She naturally stood next to Liang Meie, took the scale, and helped greet the customers.

The two women worked together remarkably well.

Chen Yongqiang remained by the sled, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the two busy figures.

A complex mix of thoughts welled up in my mind. In my past life, I was all alone. I never imagined that I would be in such a state today.

Having a few caring people around you who can support you and help each other is a good thing.

Especially Wang Guixiang, who was pregnant with his child.

"The future is long, and things will only get better." Chen Yongqiang clearly understood where the tide of history would be heading.

What he needs to do is seize every opportunity and quickly accumulate his initial capital.

Only when the wind truly rises will he have the strength to ride it.

By then, he could afford to raise ten children, let alone one more, and he would make sure they all lived the best life possible.

Perhaps because the two women were so attentive, business at the stall was even better than yesterday.

Before noon, all the leftover miscellaneous fish from yesterday had been sold out.

Liang Meie turned to Chen Yongqiang, "Yongqiang, Guixiang and I are going to stroll around the streets and buy some New Year's goods. Are you sure you can manage by yourself?"

Chen Yongqiang nodded: "Go ahead, I'll watch over things here."

Liang Meie took Wang Guixiang's arm: "Come on, Guixiang, let's go take a look. We can't have come all this way for nothing."

Wang Guixiang smiled and agreed, then turned to Chen Yongqiang and whispered, "We'll be back as soon as possible."

The two women quickly blended into the crowd at the market.

Chen Yongqiang withdrew his gaze and focused it back on the taimen.

A sound of an engine, out of place in the market, came from afar and then stopped not far away.

Chen Yongqiang looked up and saw a military green jeep parting the crowd and stopping in the open space diagonally opposite his stall.

"People who can afford a Jeep aren't just anyone!" he muttered to himself.

The car door opened, and a young man got out first. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wearing a dark blue wool coat, and his hair was neatly combed.

Immediately afterwards, a young woman came down from the other side. She looked to be in her early twenties, wearing a fashionable beige down jacket and a red scarf. Her face was fair and clean, and her eyes were bright and alert as she looked around.

The two men's attire was completely different from that of the villagers who were also at the market.

As soon as they got off the vehicle, their eyes were drawn to the enormous taimen on the sled.

The man stopped in front of the fish, looked at it for a few moments, and asked, "How did you get this fish up here?"

"We caught them by fishing," Chen Yongqiang replied simply. His years of experience allowed him to tell that these two men were not only rich, but also likely had some kind of background or status.

"How did you manage to pull such a big thing up here all by yourself?" the man asked, somewhat doubtfully.

"Last year, I caught a grass carp weighing 30 or 40 pounds by the river. It took me several hours to catch it, and I almost pulled myself and the rod into the water."

Chen Yongqiang didn't want to waste time describing the struggle beneath the ice cave; it was pointless: "How we got up here isn't important. Now, the fish are here, and I'm selling them."

At that moment, the girl was attracted to Sirius.

It sat crouching beside Chen Yongqiang, its body wiry and its fur glossy, yet its eyes revealed a wildness.

"Brother, look at this dog, it's so energetic!" she said, curiously trying to get closer to pet it.

Sirius immediately let out a low, threatening growl, his back fur twitching slightly as he stared at the approaching stranger.

"Tianlang," Chen Yongqiang called out softly.

Upon hearing the sound, the wolf immediately stopped whimpering and its bristling fur calmed down.

The girl was more surprised: "It really listens to you!"

The man pointed to the taimen, "So tell me, how much do you want to sell it for? Name your price."

Chen Yongqiang shook his head: "This fish won't officially go on sale until tomorrow."