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

Chen Yongqiang reached out and pressed down on the kitchen knife that Wang Guixiang was still tightly gripping: "He's gone."

Wang Guixiang finally came to her senses, her chest heaving a few times. She looked at Chen Yongqiang with an apologetic expression:

"Brother Yongqiang, I'm sorry, you must be laughing at me. My divorce from him really... really has nothing to do with you."

"I understand." Chen Yongqiang nodded and didn't say anything more.

The more others try to explain such things, the more obvious it seems, and the line between them is indeed difficult to draw.

"Boss lady, how much is this wild boar meat?" a customer waiting to buy vegetables asked, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere.

Wang Guixiang forcibly suppressed her surging emotions, forced a familiar smile onto her face, and turned to greet them:

"The fattier ones are 80 cents, the leaner ones are 70 cents. Look at this one, it'll be perfect for braising!"

Seeing that she seemed perfectly normal, Chen Yongqiang pushed his bicycle and prepared to leave, saying, "Sister Guixiang, I'm going now!"

Wang Guixiang didn't stop cutting the meat; she looked up and called out, "Remember to come over for lunch!"

"Maybe next time. I have something to do at home, and I have to rush back after buying some things," Chen Yongqiang politely declined.

He rode his bicycle straight to the supply and marketing cooperative.

While browsing the shelves, I picked out two packs of Daqianmen cigarettes, two bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), and several kilograms of the best-looking peach shortbread and sponge cake.

Remembering that Lin Xiulian had mentioned her mother was afraid of the cold, he glanced at the fabric counter and finally chose a thick, soft, dark blue cotton cloth.

Li Hou's gaze fell on a wooden box in the corner of the counter, where shotgun shells were neatly stacked.

Chen Yongqiang bought two more boxes, as these are essential consumables for hunting.

After paying, he started his bicycle and headed towards the village. These preparations should be enough to handle tomorrow's tough battle.

Chen Yongqiang rode his bicycle along the dirt road towards the village. Just after leaving the town and turning a bend, he suddenly squeezed the brakes.

A figure appeared to be huddled in the ditch by the roadside ahead.

He got out of the car and walked closer, and couldn't help but frown. The man was none other than Liu Qiaozhu.

A strong smell of alcohol hit the air. Liu Qiaozhu, his face flushed, collapsed at the bottom of the ditch and fell fast asleep.

Fortunately, it is currently the dry season, and there is no water in the ditch, only some withered grass and fallen leaves.

Chen Yongqiang stood there for a few seconds, his eyes showing no sympathy whatsoever.

He recalled the man's face at the market during the day, and any lingering hesitation he had vanished. He really didn't want to get involved in this trouble.

"That Liu Jiaozhu, if he keeps drinking like this, he'll drink himself to death sooner or later," Chen Yongqiang muttered to himself, pushing his bicycle directly around the ditch.

In the fragments of his past life's memories, Liu Qiaozhu's fate was to freeze to death outside in the dead of winter a few years later due to his alcoholism.

Chen Yongqiang pedaled his bicycle back to the yard. As soon as the wheels came to a stop, Lin Xiulian came out of the house upon hearing the sound.

She immediately noticed the large, tightly bundled pile of things on the back of the bicycle.

"Why did you buy so much?" She stepped forward and helped unload the cotton cloth and tobacco and alcohol.

"How much will this cost?"

Chen Yongqiang walked into the kitchen and picked up the large tea mug that was on the table: "It's not much, just a little something for your parents."

"Sister-in-law Xiulian, Brother Yongqiang really cares about you." Qin Liping, who had been watching from the side, couldn't help but interject.

Nowadays, in the eyes of the villagers, Chen Yongqiang and Lin Xiulian are already husband and wife.

Lin Xiulian no longer addressed him as she had when she first arrived, but instead, accepting the established fact, softly said to Chen Yongqiang:

"Yongqiang, there will be many more places to spend money in the future, so we need to be careful."

As she spoke, she began to carry the items back into the house one by one and carefully put them away.

The next morning, Lin Xiulian got up early and specially took out the light blue floral dress from the trunk.

She carefully fastened the buttons in front of the mirror and meticulously tidied her slightly messy hair.

The person reflected in the mirror is completely different from the one who stepped into this home more than two months ago.

At that time, she was thin, and there was always a lingering melancholy between her brows.

Now, Chen Yongqiang's family is living a comfortable life, with meat dishes on the table all the time. Since she was diagnosed with pregnancy, Chen Yongqiang has not let her do any heavy work in the fields, only light housework.

After taking care of herself like this, her cheeks became much fuller, her waistline showed a rounded curve, her originally dull skin now had a fair glow, and even her eyes became gentle and bright.

Seeing her like this, Qin Liping couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister-in-law Xiulian, this dress really suits you, and you look much better!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiulian smiled, a rare occurrence. At that moment, Chen Yongqiang, who was in the courtyard, simply said, "Let's go."

As he spoke, he casually draped a light jacket over her arm. "It's chilly in the morning, wear this."

Lin Xiulian took the coat, feeling a warm glow in her heart. Today, she was going back to her parents' home, and she wanted not only to show them that she was doing well, but also to let them know that the path she had chosen was the right one.

Chen Yongqiang rode his bicycle, laden with gifts, onto the dirt road leading to the neighboring village.

Lin Xiulian sat sideways in the back seat, her arm naturally wrapped around Chen Yongqiang's waist.

The wheels rolled over the small stones on the road, causing a slight bump.

Chen Yongqiang felt the arm around his waist and pedaled more steadily, keeping the bike as stable as possible.

As the bicycle entered the dirt road at the entrance of Linjia'ao Village, several villagers who were working in the fields by the roadside straightened up and turned their eyes to look at it.

"Isn't that Xiulian?" A woman wearing a headscarf was the first to recognize her.

"We hadn't seen you for over two months, we were worried something had happened to you!"

Lin Xiulian unconsciously tightened her grip on Chen Yongqiang's waist: "Auntie, I'm fine, I'm doing well."

She didn't explain where she had been for the past two months; she simply straightened her back.

Chen Yongqiang pedaled hard, maintaining his speed, and rode straight past the group of people, leaving only his back view and a little dust in his wake.

Behind me, I could faintly hear voices discussing something:

"Was that man... Chen Yongqiang? Xiuzhen's man?"

"Of course! How did those two end up together? And why is Xiulian sitting in his car?"

"Tsk tsk, what's going on here? Where do Xiulian's parents put their faces...?"

The bicycle stopped in front of the Lin family's somewhat dilapidated mud-brick courtyard wall.

Lin Xiulian jumped out of the car before it had even come to a complete stop and called out towards the house, "Father, Mother, I'm back!"

The kitchen door curtain was lifted with a sound, and Lin's mother hurriedly came out upon hearing the noise.

When she saw who was standing at the gate, the joy on her face froze instantly, and then turned into astonishment.

"Xiulian?! You...didn't you go south to work with your sister?"

Lin's mother's gaze lingered on her daughter's face for a moment before turning to Chen Yongqiang, who was propping up his bicycle, and she was even more puzzled.