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

Chen Yongqiang sat down in the chair: "Xiao Jing isn't very obedient these days."

Wang Guixiang sat down on Chen Yongqiang's lap naturally: "A girl is still a girl, she'll get married someday."

The main reason she divorced Liu Qiaozhu was that she didn't have a son.

As she sat down, Chen Yongqiang instinctively put his arm around her waist. The chair was narrow, and the two were pressed close together.

He already has children, so he's not in a hurry. "Having a daughter is quite nice," he said.

"What's so great about it, Yongqiang? Don't you want a son who takes your surname and will carry on your family name?"

Her words hit the nail on the head. Chen Yongqiang didn't say anything, but he didn't let go of her waist.

"I can't marry you. What will I say if you get pregnant?" Chen Yongqiang knew that even if Lin Xiulian wasn't in the family, Wang Guixiang wouldn't be the one he married.

Seeing that he didn't push her away, Wang Guixiang grew bolder and put her hand on his shoulder:

"Why did I divorce Liu the pig? It's because my belly was useless and I couldn't give him a son. But just because the Liu family isn't good enough doesn't mean you, Chen Yongqiang, are..."

These words were provocative and inflammatory. Chen Yongqiang saw that Wang Guixiang's face was flushed, and she seemed to have a reckless streak.

"Whether you have a son or a daughter is determined by fate." Even with a system, Chen Yongqiang couldn't guarantee that Wang Guixiang would have a son.

"I don't care about fate! I just want to try with you! If it's a daughter, I'll keep having more."

She leaned forward again, almost pressing against his chest. Chen Yongqiang could feel the warmth of her body emanating from her thin clothes.

Chen Yongqiang tightened his arms around her waist, and raised his other hand to stroke her burning cheek with the back of his hand.

"Have you thought it through?"

Wang Guixiang nodded vigorously: "I've made up my mind! I made up my mind right after that incident at the mountain god temple."

These words were like a key, completely unlocking the last lock in Chen Yongqiang's heart.

Without further hesitation, he used his arms to lift Wang Guixiang up by the waist.

Wang Guixiang gasped softly, her arms naturally wrapping around his neck.

Chen Yongqiang placed her on the kang (a heated brick bed), his tall body bending down to cast a shadow over her, which strangely made her feel at ease.

Wang Guixiang looked up at him, her eyes filled with a resolute determination.

She raised her hand and touched his rough cheek. Chen Yongqiang took her hand and kissed her fingers.

Then he lowered his head, his forehead touching her lips. "Gui Xiang..."

Wang Guixiang responded proactively and bravely, and Chen Yongqiang unbuttoned her outer garment, touching her delicate skin underneath.

She had already closed her eyes, but the arms around Chen Yongqiang's neck tightened even more.

Outside the window, the market had long since closed, with only the occasional bark of a dog and the occasional chatter of passersby.

The plump woman who had helped earlier remembered that she had left her blue apron behind, so she went back to the yard and saw that the door was closed, but there were some faint noises coming from inside.

She leaned close to the window, not intentionally trying to listen, but the noise inside was just too loud.

The plump woman immediately understood, thinking to herself, "This young couple, thinking about that kind of thing in broad daylight... they're like dry tinder, ready to ignite at any moment!"

She's a sensible person; she knows she can't spoil the mood at this moment.

The thought of shouting was immediately dismissed; instead, he quietly retrieved the apron hanging in the yard.

Before leaving, she glanced back at the closed door, her smile deepening. "That deadbeat at home isn't as energetic as the other guy."

More than an hour later, Chen Yongqiang opened the door to the inner room, his head down as he fastened his belt: "Guixiang, I'm going back now."

Wang Guixiang followed, her temples still damp with sweat, her cheeks flushed, and the top button of her collar not yet fastened, revealing a small section of her neck.

She picked up her coat from the back of the chair and handed it to Chen Yongqiang: "Take care on the road. I won't keep you any longer. Come visit town more often when you have time."

Chen Yongqiang took the coat, nodded, and without saying anything more, pushed his bicycle and left.

Wang Guixiang stood at the door, watching his back disappear into the alleyway, before finally buttoning up her clothes that weren't properly fastened.

Since it was a rare opportunity to come to town, Chen Yongqiang bought some daily necessities and then rode his bicycle back to Shimen Village.

As Chen Yongqiang pedaled his bike, he spotted a familiar figure on the dirt road ahead.

Gao Yuanyuan was carrying a bamboo basket full of things on her back. It looked quite heavy, causing her to lean forward slightly.

He quickened his pace and the car stopped beside her.

"Teacher Gao, you're carrying so much stuff, do you need a ride?"

Gao Yuanyuan glanced at him sideways: "No need."

Chen Yongqiang watched her stubborn back, and since she didn't appreciate his kindness, he continued riding his bicycle back home.

He hadn't gone far when he looked back. Gao Yuanyuan was still walking slowly. "It's not easy for her to come to our village to teach..."

He sighed, turned his bike around, and rode back.

"Teacher Gao, it's getting dark, and this road is difficult to walk on. Just think of it as a ride; I'll drop you off at the village entrance."

Gao Yuanyuan stopped, looked up at the darkening sky, then glanced at the long dirt road, and hesitated, biting her lip.

Seeing this, Chen Yongqiang pressed his advantage: "I'll tie this bamboo basket to the back seat for you. It's better for you to get on empty-handed than to carry this heavy thing back."

She finally nodded in agreement; after all, it wasn't physical labor, and this stretch of road was a bit difficult for her.

Chen Yongqiang untied the bamboo basket and placed it in front, then patted the back seat of the bicycle: "Get on."

Gao Yuanyuan hesitated before sitting sideways in the back seat, gently gripping the edge of the seat cushion with one hand, trying to avoid any contact with him.

Chen Yongqiang started pedaling, and with one more person on the bike, it was a bit slower than before.

"Teacher Gao, I don't know why you always avoid me. If I've done something wrong, just tell me."

Gao Yuanyuan was too shy to admit that she had been peeping at someone taking a bath: "Go on, it's all in the past."

Even after all that had happened, Chen Yongqiang was still completely baffled.

Upon returning to the village entrance, Gao Yuanyuan immediately jumped off the back seat, her movements so hurried that she nearly tripped.

Chen Yongqiang parked his car and handed the bamboo basket to her:

"If you want to buy anything in town in the future, just tell me. I often travel back and forth to get it for you, so you don't have to walk all that way."

"No need to trouble yourself. I can manage on my own." Gao Huanhuan remained unmoved.

Chen Yongqiang wanted to say something more. But she had already turned around, carrying the bamboo basket that almost bent her over, and walked step by step towards the village.

It was nearly evening when he got home. Lin Xiulian heard the noise and came out of the house to greet him. Seeing that he was carrying a bamboo basket, she reached out to take it.

"No need, I can do it." Chen Yongqiang stepped aside.

Lin Xiulian didn't insist and followed him into the kitchen: "Did sales go well today?"

"It's alright," Chen Yongqiang said, placing the bamboo basket next to the stove.

"There are just more people selling mountain products, so wild boar meat isn't in such high demand anymore."

Lin Xiulian turned around, scooped a ladle of water from the water vat, and handed it to him: "Wash your face, dinner will be ready in a little while."