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

Chen Yongqiang put the two live rabbits into his spatial storage and headed back with Tianlang.

Five wild rabbits, three of which I killed with a shotgun, I carried on my body; that'll be enough to go with my drinks when I get back.

Sirius ran ahead, glancing back at him every now and then, clearly not yet satisfied.

After walking for about twenty minutes, they reached the foot of the mountain. Chen Yongqiang passed by Ding Wanru's house but didn't go in.

She is currently pregnant and cannot eat wild game. Otherwise, Chen Yongqiang would usually give her a wild rabbit to nourish her body.

Back on the homestead, the lights were still on in the thatched hut. Chen Yongqiang pushed the door open and went in. Qin Liping and Lin Xiulian were leaning against the bed, staring intently at the screen.

"Liping," he called out.

Qin Liping turned around and saw him covered in night dew, with several wild rabbits hanging from his clothes: "Brother Yongqiang, you caught wild rabbits again?"

Chen Yongqiang nodded: "Help me boil some water, I need it for plucking the hair later."

Qin Liping responded and got up to gather firewood.

Flames quickly ignited in the stove, and steam began to rise from the water in the large pot.

Qin Lijuan didn't come tonight; she stayed home to take care of her mother who is in postpartum confinement.

Qin Shan should be chatting with Lin Wenfeng in the work shed right now, waiting for him to come back for drinks.

Chen Yongqiang placed the three wild rabbits on the stone slab, picked up a sharp knife, and began to process them.

A short while later, Qin Liping came out of the kitchen carrying a large bowl of spicy wild rabbit meat.

The aroma of Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers mingled with the fragrance of meat, making your mouth water just by smelling it.

Chen Yongqiang then called out, "Uncle Qin, come out and eat while it's hot."

Qin Shan and Lin Wenfeng came out one after the other. Qin Shan had a smile on his face, and his eyes lit up when he saw the pot of rabbit meat.

Lin Wenfeng walked slowly to the table with his hands behind his back and sat down on the stool.

Qin Liping set out bowls and chopsticks for the two of them, poured Qin Shan a glass of wine, and poured Lin Wenfeng a cup of tea.

Lin Wenfeng picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of rabbit meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

He chewed a few times, a satisfied look appearing on his face.

"This tastes amazing. I haven't had such authentic rabbit meat in years."

As he spoke, he glanced at the wine glass in front of him, sighed, picked up his teacup, and took a sip: "It's a pity I can't drink alcohol, otherwise I would definitely have a couple of drinks with you guys."

Qin Shan raised his wine cup to him and said, "Uncle, you are toasting me with tea instead of wine."

The two clinked glasses, one drinking alcohol and the other tea, making for a lively scene.

As a junior, Chen Yongqiang also raised his glass and drank a toast with him.

Qin Liping was busy running around beside him. Chen Yongqiang glanced at her and waved her over, "Liping, sit down and have something to eat. You've been busy all day, don't just stand there."

Qin Liping paused for a moment, glanced at Qin Shan, and hesitated.

Qin Shan put down his wine glass as well: "Listen to your brother Yongqiang, sit down and have something to eat. You cooked this rabbit today, so you should try some."

Qin Liping smiled and pulled up a small stool to sit down at the table.

Chen Yongqiang put a piece of rabbit meat on her plate. She lowered her head and ate it, her face flushed, whether from the fire or something else, it was hard to tell.

He frequently clinked glasses with Qin Shan, and after a few rounds of drinks, most of the rabbit meat on the table was gone, and Qin Shan became more talkative.

He held his wine glass, his eyes somewhat glazed over, muttering words like "son" and "daughter" over and over again.

Chen Yongqiang poured him another glass, clinked glasses, and, emboldened by the alcohol, began to speak in a veiled manner:

"Uncle Qin, come on, have another drink. Try to think more positively about things. Whether it's a daughter or a son, they're both your own flesh and blood. Look at Liping, how sensible and capable she is, she's saved you so much worry."

Qin Shan paused, holding the cup, and glanced at Qin Liping.

Qin Liping was eating her food with her head down, pretending not to hear.

Chen Yongqiang continued, "Besides, what's wrong with a daughter? She'll take care of you in your old age when she grows up. These days, sons have their advantages, and daughters have theirs; they're all the same. As long as the child is healthy, that's more important than anything else."

Qin Shan remained silent for a while, then sighed and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.

He put down his wine glass, looked at Qin Liping, and suddenly reached out to touch her head.

"Liping, it's my fault for letting you down."

Qin Liping looked up, her eyes slightly red: "Dad, what are you saying?"

Qin Shan didn't say anything more, poured himself another glass of wine, and downed it in one gulp.

That night, Qin Shan drank too much for the first time.

He usually has a good alcohol tolerance, but today he had something on his mind, and with Chen Yongqiang frequently raising his glass, he unknowingly drank too much.

He started to slur his words, his eyes became unfocused, and he couldn't even sit still, swaying back and forth while holding onto the table.

Chen Yongqiang checked the time, then looked at him, stood up, and put his arm around Chen Yongqiang's shoulder.

"Uncle Qin Shan, that's enough. I'll take you back."

Qin Shan waved his hand, mumbling "It's okay" and "I can still drink," but his legs were already weak and he couldn't even stand up.

Qin Liping quickly came over, and the two of them helped Qin Shan walk out, one on each side.

The wind made Qin Shan even more dizzy, and he leaned against Chen Yongqiang, muttering things like "son" and "daughter," but it was hard to hear what he was saying.

Qin Liping stood beside her, supporting her silently, but her eyes were red.

When they arrived at Qin Shan's house, Qin Lijuan came out to greet them. Seeing her father so drunk, she quickly took his arms from her.

The two sisters, one on each side, helped Qin Shan into the house.

Chen Yongqiang stood at the door but didn't go in.

From inside the house came Qin Shan's indistinct voice and the two sisters' soft words of comfort.

After a while, Qin Liping came out, her eyes red, but she smiled at him.

"Brother Yongqiang, thank you."

"Go back and take care of your father. Call me if you need anything." Chen Yongqiang could understand to some extent.

Qin Liping nodded and turned back.

Chen Yongqiang turned and walked back. Inside the work shed, Lin Wenfeng had already gone back to his room to rest.

The old man ate the rabbit meat and was very satisfied, so he went to bed early.

The next morning, the homestead became lively.

Today is an auspicious day for raising the roof beam. Lin Wenfeng and Zhao Fugen had already discussed the procedures, with one in charge and the other presiding over the ceremony, working together seamlessly.

Although Lin Wenfeng was a carpenter, he had done it all his life and had seen a lot of things like raising beams, so he knew how to do each step.

Zhao Fugen was a prominent figure in the village and was adept at organizing things.

The villagers arrived early, and a dozen or so of them came to help, waiting around the construction site.

In the kitchen, Qin Liping and Qin Lijuan were busy preparing today's meals.

The roof-raising ceremony is a big day, so we have to have a good meal.

Logically speaking, on such an important day as today, a feng shui master should be consulted.

Raising the ridge beam is the most important thing when building a house. Whether the beam is placed straight or not is related to the future fortune of the family.

Most families would invite a feng shui master to choose an auspicious date, determine the direction, and recite a few auspicious words to pray for peace and good fortune.

But Chen Yongqiang didn't invite him; his house was renovated on the foundation of his ancestral home, not on a newly selected site.

When the ancestral home was built, a feng shui master had already taken a look and decided on everything that needed to be decided.

Since the location hasn't been moved, there's no need to invite them again. Besides, he doesn't want to waste his money.

Lin Wenfeng stood under the roof frame, which had not yet been erected, looked up at the sky, and then at the main beam that was ready to be installed.