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

With more people working together, the buns on the cutting board quickly piled up into a small mountain.

With lunchtime approaching, Wang Guixiang was preoccupied with her business and couldn't sit still any longer.

She said to Chen Yongqiang, who was helping to tend the fire, "Yongqiang, I'll take a few baskets to the street to test the waters and see how well our steamed buns sell!"

Chen Yongqiang got up and helped her tie the bamboo basket to the back of her bicycle: "Go on, find an intersection with a lot of foot traffic."

Wang Guixiang nodded, pushed her bicycle, and went out the door.

She had just parked her car at a busy intersection at the east end of the market, and before she could even call out, the unique aroma of the meat had already attracted attention.

A man carrying a shoulder pole sniffed and came over: "Boss lady, what kind of buns are these? They smell so good!"

"Wild boar meat buns, five cents each, fresh out of the steamer, would you like to try one, brother?" Wang Guixiang smiled and lifted a corner of the cotton cloth, releasing an even richer aroma of steam and fragrance.

"Two, please!" The man swallowed hard and readily took out his money.

Once the first person tries something new, a second and a third will soon follow.

A woman with a child bought one, and the child took a bite and immediately demanded more.

The aroma also drew the shop assistants from nearby stores, who bought five of them to take home for lunch...

"Give me three too!"

"It smells wonderful! Give me one to try!"

Inquiries and purchases filled the air, and the number of buns in the bamboo basket dwindled at a visible rate.

Chen Yongqiang, who remained inside the house, watched the several baskets of steamed buns continuing to cook on the stove.

Nearby, several women were helping out, wrapping buns in their hands while chatting amongst themselves.

The older woman's gaze swept over Chen Yongqiang, and she said with a smile, "Young man, not that I'm being nosy, but why don't you and Guixiang try harder to have a son?"

Chen Yongqiang forced a vague reply: "Sister-in-law, having a child can't be rushed; it's all about fate."

The quick-witted woman immediately chimed in, "Oh dear, what's this about fate! Looking at your robust physique, having a son will be a piece of cake!"

As she spoke, she winked at her two other sisters.

The women burst into laughter, and another joined in: "That's right! Gui Xiang is a good mother, you should work harder, and I guarantee you'll be carrying a big, healthy baby boy around the streets by this time next year!"

Their banter, delivered in a frank and provocative tone, left even seasoned veteran Chen Yongqiang somewhat speechless.

Just then, the courtyard gate was pushed open, and Wang Guixiang rushed in. Before she could even stand up straight, her voice preceded her words:

"Hurry, hurry! Are they ready yet? The steamed buns outside are selling so well! The baskets we brought are almost empty. Lots of people have tried them and said they're delicious, and they're all crowding around wanting to buy some!"

Her shout instantly broke the awkward atmosphere that had just been creating for Chen Yongqiang.

The older women immediately stopped joking and turned their attention to business.

"Alright, alright, this steamed meal is just ready!"

"Another steamer basket is wrapped up here, it'll be ready to cook soon!"

Chen Yongqiang immediately got up and put a new cage on the shelf.

Wang Guixiang pulled a cart full of freshly baked buns and went to the street to sell them again.

Perhaps because no one had ever sold meat buns like this before, and with so many people going to the market, after a few trips, all the dozens of kilograms of meat filling were sold out.

In the kitchen, three women who were helping had already cleaned the cutting board spotlessly.

Wang Guixiang packed ten steamed buns for each of them and handed them to them, saying, "Sisters, thank you so much for today! Take these buns and bring them home for your families to try. Consider it your wages for today."

The three women beamed with joy. They had not only learned a skill after a long day's work, but also gained so many tangible benefits, which made them happier than earning a few cents.

The quick-talking one, carrying the steamed buns, said, "Guixiang, these steamed buns are really delicious! Next time you need something like this, be sure to call us again!"

The older women nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's so much faster and more fun when we sisters work together!"

The third person was even more direct: "Are you still doing it tomorrow? I'll come help again!"

After seeing off their satisfied helpers, the courtyard finally quieted down.

Wang Guixiang looked at Chen Yongqiang, who was also covered in sweat from his work, and said, "Today, we really owe you a lot for coming up with this idea."

As she spoke, she went into the house and began counting the money: "I roughly calculated that if I sold the meat directly, more than 30 catties of wild boar meat, at 80 cents per catty, would only fetch more than 20 yuan."

"But if we make them into steamed buns, each one sells for five cents. A pound of meat can make about twenty buns, which is a little over a dollar. Thirty pounds of meat, plus the cost of flour and firewood, all that trouble..."

"After deducting all costs, we actually made an extra four yuan and fifty cents! And that was only in half a day!"

"This is the only way we can do it," Chen Yongqiang said calmly.

Just then, Wang Guixiang's daughter, Xiaojing, ran back from outside, sniffing the lingering aroma of steamed buns in the air: "Mom, what smells so good?"

Wang Guixiang smiled and magically produced two steamed buns she had specially saved from behind her back, stuffing them into her daughter's hands: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Holding the warm buns in her hands, Xiao Jing obediently greeted Chen Yongqiang, "Hello, Uncle Chen."

Wang Guixiang patted her daughter's shoulder: "Silly child, don't call me uncle anymore, call me godfather from now on."

After she finished speaking, her gaze quickly swept across Chen Yongqiang's face, and she saw that he was only slightly taken aback.

Xiao Jing blinked her big eyes, looked at her mother, then at Chen Yongqiang, opened her mouth, but couldn't quite get it right, and seemed a little lost.

Wang Guixiang squatted down and straightened her daughter's collar: "Listen to your mother, call him godfather. As long as you call him godfather..."

"From now on, no one will dare to bully you at school anymore. Your godfather will protect you."

As Xiao Jing listened to her mother's words, the image of the new schoolbag and beautiful pencil case that Chen Yongqiang had bought for her immediately came to mind. They were the things she was most proud of at school, and many of her classmates envied them.

Thinking of the feeling of being protected that Chen Yongqiang brought, the slight awkwardness in her heart instantly disappeared.

She looked up at Chen Yongqiang: "Godfather!"

The way he called him "godfather" so crisply stirred something within Chen Yongqiang.

He stepped forward and slipped two yuan into Xiaojing's pocket as a red envelope: "Hmm. Did you like the steamed buns?"

"Delicious!" Xiaojing nodded vigorously.

Wang Guixiang said softly to her daughter, "Go play after you've eaten the steamed buns. Your godfather and I have some things to discuss."

After her daughter left, she locked the door.

Chen Yongqiang rarely comes to town, and she naturally hopes to have more time alone with him.

Wang Guixiang turned to Chen Yongqiang and said, "Yongqiang, I want a son."