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

The reason he bought so many was to distribute them among several women: one each for Wang Guixiang, Liang Meie, and Ding Wanru, which would make three in total.

"Sir, please count it." Chen Yongqiang handed over sixty yuan.

The old farmer took it and began to count it.

At that moment, Chen Yongqiang realized that someone seemed to be watching him. He subconsciously glanced around.

The market was bustling with people, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

"That's right, that's right." The old farmer finished counting the money and a smile appeared on his face.

These geese are the result of his careful raising over the past six months, and the money he has earned is enough for his family to have a good New Year.

"Then I'll take them away." Chen Yongqiang said, bending down to open the bamboo cage and starting to catch the geese.

The feeling of being watched didn't disappear; in fact, it seemed to intensify.

Chen Yongqiang simply thought he was overthinking things and being too sensitive.

Without thinking twice, he tied the legs of the five large white geese, picked them up, and headed back.

After entering the alley, Chen Yongqiang put the two geese and some New Year's goods into his space.

Back in Wang Guixiang's courtyard, the two women had already prepared a meal and were waiting for him.

"Why did you buy so many geese?" Wang Guixiang asked, somewhat surprised to see him carrying three large white geese.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, so this is for you," Chen Yongqiang said, handing one over.

Wang Guixiang took the goose that was flapping its wings, feeling a surge of warmth in her heart, but also a little embarrassed: "This...this is too much trouble."

"You're all alone, with a child to raise; it must be tough for you." Chen Yongqiang then lifted another goose and placed it in front of Liang Meie. "This one is yours."

Liang Meie took it with delight: "I get one too!"

She stroked the smooth feathers of the white goose, her smile impossible to hide. The slight bitterness that had welled up in her heart because Wang Guixiang had been assigned to it first was immediately dispelled by this unexpected joy.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat, everyone's waiting for you." Wang Guixiang tied the goose to the yard first.

The meal was much more lavish than usual, with meat specially stir-fried. The three adults and one child sat around the table, and naturally, the conversation revolved around the astonishing auction of the day.

"Yongqiang, weren't you afraid that asking such a high price would scare people away?" Wang Guixiang asked casually as she picked up some food for her daughter.

"I have a good idea of ​​what's going on," Chen Yongqiang replied vaguely, picking up a piece of meat. He couldn't elaborate on the judgment he had based on his memories from his past life.

"We're so happy today, how can we not have some wine!" Liang Meie said, taking out a bottle of Erguotou and filling Chen Yongqiang's glass.

She originally intended to buy this wine for her father-in-law, but now nothing is as important as Chen Yongqiang.

Liang Meie wanted to pour some for Wang Guixiang as well, but Wang Guixiang politely declined, saying, "I won't drink it!"

"What's wrong? Don't you usually drink a little?" Liang Meie asked, somewhat puzzled.

"You guys drink, I'm not feeling well and don't want to drink." Wang Guixiang couldn't drink alcohol because she was pregnant.

"If she doesn't want to drink, then so be it," Chen Yongqiang said, picking up his glass to help Wang Guixiang out of the predicament.

They didn't drink much during the meal; each of them had a small glass, just enough to show their appreciation.

After the meal, Chen Yongqiang and Liang Meie got up to say goodbye and prepare to return to the village.

Wang Guixiang escorted them to the gate of the courtyard, saying, "Be careful on the way."

"Okay, go back inside now, don't get cold." Liang Meie pulled her scarf tighter around herself.

Chen Yongqiang put the things he needed to bring on the sled. On the surface, there were some miscellaneous New Year's goods and a large white goose, but most of the things had already been stored in his spatial storage.

The two walked out of the alley and onto the dirt road leading to Shimen Village.

As they left the town, Liang Meie walked alongside Chen Yongqiang, excitedly murmuring, "Yongqiang, if you ever find a way to make money, don't forget me!"

"Don't worry, I won't forget you," Chen Yongqiang replied, though he hadn't yet figured out exactly what to do for her in the future.

The two were talking when they passed through a remote area with no villages or shops in sight.

Suddenly, a man with most of his face covered by a tattered scarf jumped out from behind the small hill, holding a butcher knife, and blocked the road.

"Ah!" Liang Meie screamed in fright and instinctively shrank behind Chen Yongqiang.

Chen Yongqiang was much calmer, and he held Liang Meie in his arms.

He glanced at the person blocking his way, and at the same time, his ears twitched, noticing another person in the snow not far behind him.

"If you want to live, hand over the money!" the masked man blocking their way shouted threateningly.

Sirius was already in an attack stance, but Chen Yongqiang did not give the order.

"I can give you the money, but you have to let us get through safely." Chen Yongqiang calmed them down first, and he already had a plan in mind.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over all the money!" The robber in front impatiently brandished his knife.

Liang Meie was so frightened that she grabbed Chen Yongqiang's cotton-padded coat from behind and dared not breathe.

"Don't worry, I'm here!" Chen Yongqiang said softly to comfort Liang Meie, while reaching into the inner pocket of his cotton-padded jacket to take out the few dozen yuan in change he carried with him.

The masked man in front stepped forward, snatched the money, and then sneered from his nose.

He brandished the knife in his hand, the blade almost piercing Chen Yongqiang's nose: "Do you think I'm an idiot? Hand over the gold bars! Don't think we don't know!"

An ordinary rural farmer carrying a large sum of money is like a child carrying gold in a bustling market; it will inevitably attract robbers.

The auction of the King Fish during the day yielded two gold bars, which was witnessed by many onlookers. The news spread quickly, and it's no surprise that some people with ulterior motives took notice.

Chen Yongqiang remained unfazed and coldly snorted, "Do you know why I gave you this money?"

"If you don't hand it over, believe me, I'll kill you! And that little wench too..."

Before the robber could finish speaking, Chen Yongqiang suddenly made his move with lightning speed.

He snatched the knife away with his bare hands. The robber felt a numbness in his wrist, and before he could react, he was kicked in the chest.

The kick was incredibly powerful, sending the robber flying several meters away before he crashed heavily into the snow.

The robber groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was unable to get up for a moment.

"Damn it... how dare you touch my brother!" Upon seeing this, the robber behind him swung his thick wooden stick and smashed it down on Chen Yongqiang's head.

Chen Yongqiang reacted extremely quickly, turning around and using the pig-slaughtering knife he had seized to slash upwards at an angle.

The thick wooden stick was cleaved in two! The broken stick spun and flew into a snowdrift in the distance.

The robber, holding the remaining half of the broken stick, stood there stunned, clearly not expecting Chen Yongqiang to have such skills.

Chen Yongqiang didn't give him a chance to react, taking a step forward and striking the other man's wrist with the back of his knife.

The robber screamed in pain as the broken stick slipped from his hand. Chen Yongqiang immediately followed up with a kick to the robber's abdomen, sending him staggering backward and crashing to the ground, wincing in pain.

In the blink of an eye, both robbers lay on the ground, one coughing up blood, the other clutching his stomach and groaning, completely no longer a threat.