After being touched, Yang PeiMin began to feel uneasy. After all, her current situation was quite fragile.
She glanced at Shen Yiguang and noticed he was smiling at her wholeheartedly, which made her glare at him.
Shen Yiguang sheepishly touched his nose, then turned to Shen Yixiang and asked, "Mom, are you feeling better now? Why are you still worrying so much? Why didn’t anyone stop you?"
Yang PeiMin, hearing this, also asked about Chen Guizhi’s health. She had seen in previous letters that their health wasn’t great, but they hadn’t specified what illness it was, and it seed quite serious.
Shen Yixiang gave her a sidelong glance, her tone slightly acidic as she spoke of Chen Guizhi’s sick condition, "Mom is like this, still worried about you. She and Dad have been thinking about sending letters and things for you for several nights. Aren’t you still in school? She even said you were overworking, which could easily lead to weight loss. She insisted you eat more als and wondered if its possible to bring a stove to your dorm to cook als that suit your stomach. I said that’s not possible, as schools don’t have such rules, and it would affect other students. Then she thought about negotiating with the cafeteria to possibly borrow a stove. Anyway, she just wants to exhaust every possibility to have you eat more, saying that this will help you give birth to a child that’s healthier and less prone to sickness."
Yang PeiMin hadn’t expected Chen Guizhi to be hanging by a thread; they hadn’t ntioned it in their letters, probably fearing that she and Shen Yiguang would worry, so they kept it to themselves. Thinking this, she felt a mixture of emotions; parents often are like that. She and Shen Yiguang, being so far away, wouldn’t know anything if they chose not to tell. Before, she thought writing more letters ho was being filial, but now she realized it was not enough. Perhaps Shen Yiguang had hurriedly shared news of her pregnancy because of Chen Guizi’s illness.
Shen Yixiang, seeing her expression, said, "But mom has held on, her faith is in her grandson, so you must not let her down."
Oh, the pressure!
It was imnse!
Yang PeiMin smiled and nodded, responding, "I’ll reassure mom, I’ll take good care of myself."
Shen Yixiang nodded.
"By the way, I’ll sleep with you tonight."
That final sentence from Shen Yixiang was absolutely shocking.
Yang PeiMin was startled.
Shen Yiguang frowned slightly and said, "What are you talking about, there are rooms available in the house. Your sister has already prepared your room for tonight, everything, including the bedding, pillows, and clothes, is ready. You should check it later and see if you are satisfied."
But Shen Yixiang wasn’t swayed by her brother’s rebuke, instead she slightly lifted her chin, as if she possessed an imperial decree, "It was mom’s suggestion. A pregnant woman should not share a bed with her husband in the first trister; it’s a critical period and must be handled with utmost care."
Yang PeiMin’s face uncontrollably flushed as she beca awkwardly self-conscious. Ah, why did her mother-in-law think of all this? Just like Zhang Minghua before, but now even more so, sending her sister-in-law to bluntly implent her plan.
Shen Yiguang directly scolded, "Childish, how could mom discuss such things with you, even interfering with and your sister-in-law?"
Shen Yixiang pouted, "Who is a child? Anyway, this is mom’s idea, and I’m just following her orders. Brother, to be honest, I don’t understand why she wants to separate you two, but she must have her reasons, considering her experiences. Since it’s your first ti becoming parents, you lack experience, just listen to mom this ti. If it doesn’t work out, we won’t interfere when it cos to your second child."
"Has Shen Yixiang beco too bold?" Shen Yiguang’s face darkened.
Quietly, Yang PeiMin stood up and slipped away. Oh, this was truly awkward.
Back in her room, she closed the door, changed into her pajamas, took care of her skin, and listened to the conversation outside, still able to hear their voices but unsure if Shen Yiguang could handle his sister.
Five minutes later, Shen Yiguang ca in.
Yang PeiMin turned from the vanity, looking at him with a half-smile, "Did you convince your sister?"
Shen Yiguang gave her a glare, "Just laugh now, let’s see what you’ll do if I really let her co and sleep with you."
Yang PeiMin turned back, defensively said, "What can I do? Just chill."
Shen Yiguang took a long step forward, pulling her up, "Wife, we need to hurry up, there are still several hours before dawn, let’s take the chance to do it a few more tis to increase our chances..."
Yang PeiMin urgently said, "Keep it down a bit, your sister is still outside."
Then Yang PeiMin felt that this pressure was solely her burden, but for Shen Yiguang, it was unquestionably a good excuse to do it a few more tis. There were several tis she felt she couldn’t take it anymore, begged for rcy, and he would just bring up this pressure again...
Well, after all, she agreed with what he said.
The more tis they did it, the higher the probability...
"Shen Yiguang, put that pillow under my waist..."
"Just hold on a little longer before coming out..."
"Let’s try it this way, I heard it’s easier..."
Shen Yiguang was highly cooperative, and afterward he asked her, "Wife, how do you know all this?"
"My mother..."
Shen Yiguang: "Mother is really nice..."
Yang PeiMin: "..."
It was killing her, Yang PeiMin couldn’t get up in the morning.
This was really a suicidal pace.
Unsure of the ti, Shen Yixiang was calling her from outside.
"Sister-in-law, it’s already eight o’clock. I’ve reheated breakfast twice. If you don’t get up now, my nephew is going to starve."
Yang PeiMin wanted to reply and say she’d be out later, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she realized her voice was hoarse. She had no choice but to get up.
She didn’t dare go out like this, checking herself in the mirror, she undoubtedly looked like soone who had been ravaged, with swollen eyes and lips. Suppressing the urge to scream, she rummaged through the drawer, pulled out a turtleneck and a scarf.
Shen Yixiang’s second round of knocking ca, "Sister-in-law, how co you’re not out yet? You didn’t fall asleep again, did you? My brother went off to training early morning, do you always get up this late?"
Yang PeiMin ca out fully covered up.
Shen Yixiang started fussing, "Sister-in-law, what happened to you, did you catch a cold? This is serious; I heard it’s bad for the baby too..."
Yang PeiMin felt a longing for death.
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