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

When we returned to Shimen Village, it was already broad daylight.

Chen Yongqiang parked the tractor next to the work shed, where Lin Xiulian was busy at the stove.

"Why are you busy? Where are the Qin sisters?" He walked over and took the fire tongs from her hand.

Lin Xiulian straightened up: "Aunt Jifen gave birth last night, and they had to go take care of my mother. They went back early this morning."

Chen Yongqiang casually asked, "Did you give birth? Was it a boy or a girl?"

"A girl, weighing six pounds and two ounces, fair-skinned and clean-cut, very likable." Lin Xiulian hadn't realized the problem yet.

Upon hearing that it was a daughter, Chen Yongqiang was momentarily speechless.

These days, which rural person doesn't want a son?

Qin Shan already has two daughters, and this time he was really hoping for a son, but it turned out to be another girl. He must be feeling incredibly disappointed right now.

But then again, who can make that decision? Once a child is born, that's it; a daughter is also one's own flesh and blood.

"Daughter... good, daughter is so thoughtful," Chen Yongqiang replied dryly.

He took the spatula from Lin Xiulian's hand, "You rest, I'll do it."

Lin Xiulian didn't refuse. She moved to the side and leaned against the stove, watching him work.

Lin Xiulian watched from the side, then suddenly looked down and touched her belly: "Others have given birth, I wonder if the baby in my belly is a boy or a girl."

Chen Yongqiang responded calmly, "Whether it's a son or a daughter, they are all our children." Chen Yongqiang spoke these words sincerely.

Even if Lin Xiulian gave birth to a daughter for him, he wouldn't care.

Anyway, Lin Xiuzhen, Wang Guixiang, and Ding Wanru are all pregnant.

This is why he maintains relationships with several women.

Surely someone will conceive a son, right? There's no need to worry about not having a male heir. Of course, he couldn't say this to Lin Xiulian.

"Let me do it. You didn't sleep a wink last night, did you?" Lin Xiulian took the fire tongs and added a piece of firewood to the stove.

When Chen Yongqiang left yesterday, he said he was going to help someone transport goods, but he didn't say how long it would take.

She knew perfectly well that he hadn't slept all night since he got back at this hour.

"It's okay, I'm not very sleepy." Chen Yongqiang continued to stir-fry the vegetables in the pan.

Yesterday afternoon, while waiting for Zhu Lingling in the county town, he dozed off in the car for a while to get some rest.

I didn't sleep all night, but I managed to stay awake. I just got back and I'm still excited and not sleepy at all.

Breakfast was ready, and villagers who wanted to help with the work arrived one after another.

Qin Liping and Qin Lijuan also returned, their eyes red, clearly indicating they hadn't slept well.

Qin Shan didn't come; he's probably at home taking care of his wife and children.

Everyone sat around the table eating, and Chen Yongqiang also ate a few bites.

After the meal, the villagers went back to work or got busy, and the construction site became lively again.

Chen Yongqiang went to the work shed to check on Lin Wenfeng and Erniu's progress.

After finishing all that, Chen Yongqiang returned to the thatched hut and lay down on the bed.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I felt sleepy, and my eyelids were so heavy I couldn't keep them open.

Chen Yongqiang slept exceptionally soundly that night, quickly falling into a deep sleep and even having dreams.

In his dream, he was sitting in a spacious courtyard. The house was newly built, even larger than the current five-room house, with blue bricks and gray tiles, and it looked very grand.

Lin Xiulian sat next to him, holding her chubby son in her arms.

Lin Xiuzhen came out of the house carrying tea, accompanied by a maid who shuffled towards him.

Wang Guixiang was also there, wearing an apron and busy at the kitchen door, with her son standing next to her.

Ding Wanru leaned against the corridor, sewing a small garment in her hand, while two children chased and played around her, their laughter ringing out.

Liang Meie came in from outside the courtyard gate, carrying a vegetable basket in her hand, talking to people as she walked.

A group of women, a group of children, chatting and laughing...

He sat in the chair, looking at the people filling the courtyard, feeling incredibly comfortable.

Someone called out "Dad!" and all the children ran towards him...

Chen Yongqiang smiled as he held the children in his arms.

It was almost noon when Chen Yongqiang turned over in bed.

"Brother Yongqiang, get up and eat." Qin Liping's voice rang in my ears.

Chen Yongqiang opened his eyes, sat up, and casually asked, "Is your mother alright?"

Qin Liping didn't know how to say it: "It's alright, it's just..."

Chen Yongqiang looked at her and understood. She had given birth to a sister, not a brother.

"It's good that mother and daughter are safe. Daughters are precious too. Your father will gradually come to terms with it."

Qin Liping's eyes were a little red, but she nodded and didn't say anything more.

The two left the thatched hut one after the other and headed towards the kitchen.

At mealtime, two tables were set up in the courtyard, and the villagers who had helped with the work sat around them.

Qin Liping and Qin Lijuan brought the dishes to the table, and everyone picked up their chopsticks.

Someone asked, "Liping, did your mother give birth?"

Qin Liping nodded: "She gave birth last night."

"Congratulations!" Erniu put down his chopsticks, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and asked, "Boy or girl?"

Qin Liping lowered her voice slightly: "A girl."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere at the table subtly changed.

"Girls..." Erniu chuckled twice and picked up his chopsticks again.

Several people nearby chimed in, saying things like "Girls are good" and "A daughter is a mother's little cotton-padded jacket."

But the expression on his face was undeniably meaningful.

Some expressed regret, some sympathy, and a few exchanged glances without saying a word.

Lin Wenfeng sat at the table and spoke calmly:

"Although my three sons are useless and all rely on my old bones, at least after I die, someone will break the pot for me."

"My eldest son also had a son, who is already old enough to run errands."

He didn't say much, but everyone understood what he meant.

There was a moment of silence at the table, then someone chuckled and changed the subject.

After dinner, Chen Yongqiang went back to his room and got some things: two packets of malted milk powder and a bag of eggs.

No matter what, the two families live so close to each other, and the Qin family has helped him so much; it wouldn't be right not to go and visit them.

He carried his things and walked towards Qin Shan's house.

The sound of a baby crying came from inside the house, and Qin Shan was squatting at the door smoking.

"Yongqiang is here?" Qin Shan saw him, stood up, and took the things from his hands. "You're here, why did you bring anything?"

"Congratulations, Uncle Qin Shan, you've become a father again," Chen Yongqiang said with a smile.

Qin Shan chuckled twice but didn't reply.

Just as Chen Yongqiang was about to go inside, Ding Wanru came out of the house.

"Brother Yongqiang, please don't go in."

Chen Yongqiang immediately understood that the woman had just given birth, so it must be inconvenient for her to be in the room.

It was all washing and wiping, and it really wasn't appropriate for a grown man to go in there.

"Then I won't go in."

He originally came to deliver a gift and also to visit Qin Shan. Since it wasn't convenient to go inside, he wouldn't go in; the sentiment was enough.