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

Chen Yongqiang responded and called the villagers over to help unload the wood.

"Give me a hand and unload these timbers under the shed."

Several villagers gathered around, took the logs, and carried them one by one under the shed.

Chen Yongqiang will have to go several more times this afternoon to bring back the rest.

Meanwhile, in the village primary school teachers' dormitory,

Gao Yuanyuan sat on the edge of the bed, holding a lunchbox in her hand, and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork with her chopsticks.

Ding Wanru sat on the stool next to her and said, "Teacher Gao, you need to eat more nutritious food. You're so thin, a gust of wind could blow you away."

Gao Yuanyuan hadn't had such a delicious meal in a long time: "Dr. Ding, this meal... must have cost a lot of money, right?"

"It didn't cost any money. Yongqiang treated me to it. I couldn't finish it all, so I brought some back for you to try," Ding Wanru replied truthfully.

In the past, Gao Yuanyuan might have declined, but this time was different.

Having gone through this serious illness, she has come to understand many things.

What use are face, what use are modesty, what use are embarrassment when you're about to lose your life?

She was still young, only twenty years old, and she didn't want to die like this.

Gao Yuanyuan lowered her head, moving her chopsticks faster and faster, putting one piece after another into her mouth.

Before long, both lunchboxes were empty, and she even drank all the soup from the sauerkraut and pork hot pot.

She put down her chopsticks, her face flushed with embarrassment, but her eyes were much brighter than before.

"Dr. Ding, thank you. And thank you, Chen Yongqiang."

"Don't mention it. You're the only teacher in our village, and the children are counting on you. You'd better take good care of yourself."

As Ding Wanru spoke, she got up and sat down next to Gao Yuanyuan, naturally reaching out to place her hand on Gao Yuanyuan's wrist to take her pulse.

How have you been feeling these past couple of days?

"I'm much better, but I still feel a little weak," Gao Yuanyuan briefly described her recent physical condition.

"Your pulse is much more stable, but it's still a bit weak. Rest for a few more days, eat well, and don't overwork yourself; you'll recover gradually."

Gao Yuanyuan's eyes welled up with tears.

These past few days, if it weren't for Ding Wanru visiting her every few days and bringing her food, she felt she wouldn't have been able to get through this ordeal.

"Dr. Ding..."

"Alright, stop thinking about it." Ding Wanru stood up, walked to the door, and closed it tightly.

"Take off your coat, let me check you again."

A blush rose to Gao Yuanyuan's face, but she still obediently turned around, unbuttoned her coat, and slowly took it off.

Ding Wanru knew about her condition; the root cause of Gao Yuanyuan's illness a while ago was breast hyperplasia.

My arm was so swollen back then that I couldn't even touch it, and it hurt to even lift it.

"Does it still hurt?" Ding Wanru asked softly, gently pressing her finger on the spot.

Gao Yuanyuan pursed her lips, shook her head, then nodded: "It doesn't hurt unless I touch it, but... it's just that before my period, it still feels uncomfortable and swollen."

Ding Wanru pressed it carefully once, then asked her to raise her arms, looked at both sides, and finally nodded.

"It's much better than last time; the lump has shrunk considerably. You can't rush this illness; you have to take it slowly. I'll get you a few more doses of medicine later; just take them on time."

Ding Wanru helped her straighten her clothes: "If you have anything on your mind in the future, come and talk to me."

Neither of them knew the real reason why Gao Yuanyuan's condition could be brought under control.

Ding Wanru assumed that her herbs had worked, but they didn't know that Gao Yuanyuan had drunk the spiritual spring water that Chen Yongqiang had poured for her.

Chen Yongqiang didn't know what illness Gao Yuanyuan had, but he felt that drinking some spiritual spring water couldn't hurt her health.

In the afternoon, Chen Yongqiang started the tractor, preparing to go to town again to haul back the remaining timber.

He hadn't driven far when he saw Qin Liping standing by the roadside, dressed in clean clothes and with her hair freshly combed, waving at him from afar.

"Brother Yongqiang! Let me go to town with you, we can buy some things."

Just as Chen Yongqiang was about to nod, a shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Liping!"

The two turned around and saw Qin Shanfa striding over from the workers' shed, his face looking rather grim.

"What are you going there for? The work isn't finished yet." Qin Shan glared at Qin Liping.

Qin Liping lowered her head as if she had done something wrong, not knowing what to do.

"Go back to work," Qin Shan shouted.

Qin Liping had no choice but to turn back; she couldn't go to the town anymore.

In front of Qin Shan, Chen Yongqiang couldn't say anything, so he released the clutch and drove the tractor towards the town.

After driving for a while, the tractor was stopped again.

"What? Are you going to town?"

Liang Meie's face was radiant, clearly in a good mood: "No, no, I specifically waited for you here."

Chen Yongqiang looked at the courtyard behind Liang Meie. The small mud house on the east side, which used to be used for storing miscellaneous items, was gone, replaced by a newly built red brick house.

It was about ten square meters, and the roof was not covered with tiles, but with straw.

Liang Meie walked over to the tractor. "The convenience store officially opens tomorrow. I'd like to invite you over for a drink, to celebrate."

"What time tomorrow? I need to go to Linjiatun to find a carpenter during the day!" Chen Yongqiang hadn't forgotten his business.

"It won't conflict. I've made a few more dishes for tomorrow night, so come early..." Liang Meie winked at him.

"Okay!" Chen Yongqiang agreed on a time with her and continued driving forward.

Liang Meie has been busy these past few days, and now the house is finally built and will open for business tomorrow.

Previously, Liang Meie would often slip her hand under his blanket while watching TV every night.

If this convenience store opens, Liang Meie won't have as much time to bother Chen Yongqiang.

Upon arriving in town, Chen Yongqiang drove the tractor directly to the timber factory.

The middle-aged manager was already waiting. Seeing him arrive, he greeted him with a smile: "Boss Chen is here?"

Chen Yongqiang jumped out of the car and had a brief conversation with him, but he didn't mention Jin Lao Er's matter.

As the workers began loading the truck, he was thinking to himself—once this trip was finished, he would repeat the same trick, and the matter would be settled.

After loading the truck and paying the final payment, Chen Yongqiang jumped into the driver's seat. When he reached a deserted spot halfway through the journey, he stopped again and stored all the timber in his storage space.

By the third trip, the lumber mill workers had already started packing up their tools and preparing to leave work.

There wasn't much wood left; it was all loaded after filling half the truck.

The middle-aged manager walked over with the ledger, looked at Chen Yongqiang, and smiled as he extended his hand.

"Boss Chen, the payment is settled. If you need timber again, feel free to come anytime. I guarantee I'll pick out the best materials for you."

Chen Yongqiang said something polite, jumped into the vehicle, started the tractor, and drove back.

He knew in his heart that if Jin Lao Er confessed everything, the timber factory might be shut down.

But that's no longer his concern; he needs to use the wood as soon as possible.