"Honey, are you really just forcing yourself to eat those things you actually don’t care for just to maintain your health?" He hadn’t missed the fleeting awkwardness when he asked earlier.
Waiting until the dead of night when they were alone, Lianshan couldn’t help but bring up the topic again.
"Yep, taking good care of my health to lay a solid foundation for our future youngest son!" Shuzhen answered truthfully, then watched as her husband’s face looked like he’d seen a ghost.
"Youngest son? Laying a foundation? Could it be, could it be that you’re really pregnant?!" Lianshan swallowed his saliva, half shocked and half dubious as he asked.
His tone was filled with worry, after all, it wasn’t like five years ago when his wife was keen to have another one.
From 1980 to 1985, no matter how young she looked, it couldn’t hide the fact she was already forty-three.
A proper older pregnant woman, quite dangerous indeed!
Lianshan frowned; obviously, they had tried hard for two years without any good news. He had internally given up on the idea of a seventh child and was quite satisfied with their three sons and three daughters. How co a surprise still showed up?
At this mont, Lianshan wasn’t pondering over penalties, policies, or work.
He was solely concerned about the impact on his wife’s body due to her age, fearing the harm a high-risk pregnancy might do to her.
"Look, honey, your age is not exactly young anymore. Getting pregnant and giving birth might cause significant harm to your health. Can we not keep this child? After all, we already have three sons and three daughters—everyone envies us for that!" His heart pounded with the imagined risks, and trembling, Lianshan pleaded softly.
Upon hearing this, Shuzhen’s eyes widened. She had been painstakingly figuring out how to nurture her health, looking forward to delivering the youngest son safely.
Full of expectations, full of visions, working with great enthusiasm.
And this jerk splashes cold water on her dreams by suggesting an abortion?
Even if he’s doing it for her benefit, afraid of even the slightest risk—it wouldn’t do!
Infuriated, Shuzhen punched him repeatedly: "I’ve been actively and earnestly enhancing my health, eagerly anticipating my youngest son’s arrival. And you dare to pour cold water on ?
No way?
Ha, dream on!
I’m telling you, if you dare do anything to prevent my youngest son from coming, I’ll—I’ll not have you anymore!"
Feeling repeatedly threatened by his beloved wife over an imaginary youngest son was not a feeling Lianshan enjoyed.
For fear his wife might act in anger and actually follow through with her words,
he had even considered getting a vasectomy, to completely avoid future trouble.
However, thinking of how much his wife hoped for this so-called youngest son, he ultimately recoiled.
Though they were a loving couple for many years, it’s not like she would kick him to the curb over one unilateral decision.
Still, a major argunt was unavoidable, which would inevitably damage their relationship!
Imagining (her) being upset with him and banishing him to the guest room or the hallway really made him abandon the notion of a vasectomy. After all, a vasectomy wasn’t a removal, there’s still a way to redy that!
Besides, getting pregnant after infertility was as hard as climbing the sky—planning for contraception was easy peasy, wasn’t it?
Since his wife wasn’t pregnant now, everything being in preparation was still the best scenario!
Wiping the sweat his wife had scared out of him off his forehead, Lianshan endured a torrent of little punches before finally placating Shuzhen.
In the forthcoming days, he earnestly sought healthy, effective, and discreet thods of contraception.
However, all condoms were confiscated. Covert SHE asures outside only happened twice before his wife found out and severely scolded him.
He’d heard that celery and tofu had good spermicidal effects and actively cooked them for nearly a week. But they all t an end under his wife’s icy glare.
Not only did she swap them for his new favorites, celery and tofu, but she also specifically made shrimp, clams, and other sperm-activating food for him, taking turns serving them.
For his wife’s safety, Lianshan attempted, many tis, to learn from Liu Xiahui’s composure of sitting in the company of a woman without being tempted.
But reality proved over and over: In front of Shuzhen, he had absolutely zero resistance!
Even with their ten-to-twenty-year marriage, his self-control was nowhere near enough to withstand a coquettish glance from her.
No matter how determined he resolved to be before nightfall, it amounted to nothing once his wife showed a little initiative. He’d transform into a wolf in no ti.
By the ti regret hit him, it was, it was already too late!
Satisfied yet helpless, he secretly prayed that, given they’ve tried for five years with no result, the good news would best never arrive.
As always, they already had three sons and three daughters, a total of six kids.
Among the Liu and Lian family, that was already unparalleled.
Abundant in number, excellent in quality.
Their children were all incredibly filial, sensible, and smart.
Really, the sons were capable, and the daughters thoughtful.
From the bottom of his heart, he felt completely satisfied, and there was nothing else he desired in this life.
He just hoped that his sons and daughters would settle down, and in the future, he and Shuzhen could enjoy life with grandchildren, happily growing old together.
The dangers of having a child at an older age were too great, and he sincerely didn’t want his wife to encounter even a tiny bit of risk.
Yet, Shuzhen was resolute and steadfast, as if life without this youngest son would be incomplete.
Fearing that harsh asures might break his wife’s hope and cause a rift in their good relationship,
after many counterattacks, each month when Shuzhen’s aunt ca to visit, it beca the ti Lianshan was most on edge.
After once, twice, thrice, and a fourth ti of hoping, uncertainty, and joy, he returned to calm.
Assuming that they were not young anymore, the matter of having a child seed beyond their abilities now.
Otherwise, how could they have strived for five years and still have no good news?
Yes, surely that’s the case!
The good mood lasted until mid-autumn when Lianshan presented his highest culinary skills by making his wife’s favorite sweet and sour fish, only to have her run to the bathroom to vomit.
While racking his brain calculating his wife’s cycle that seed just two days overdue, Shuzhen was already smilingly breaking through his last bit of false hope: "See? Fate works its way sotis, it’s destined to be our son, no matter how you block it. We are ant to gather all seven little diamonds together, so admit your fate!"
Reviews
All reviews (0)