As a result, both of them didn’t get up until twelve noon.
Seeing the room in total disarray, Fang Pingying gave him a glare, got out of bed to boil a pot of water in the kitchen, planning to take a bath before going out, otherwise she would feel sticky and extrely uncomfortable.
Now that Luo Zhiyong had returned, Fang Pingying’s days in the big courtyard beca more extended.
Fang Pingying also rarely had any free ti to relax, and although she sotis felt bored, it was much better compared to when she first ca to the military base.
Back then, because the couple had nothing, she felt it was a waste of ti doing nothing at ho.
But now, with their shop up and running and Uncle Zeng’s profits being shared, it felt like money was coming in even while she sat at ho, such boredom was simply enjoying life.
She felt at ease staying at ho.
With just over a month left until the New Year and the weather getting increasingly colder, Fang Pingying had bought so wool from the city a while ago, intending to spend the days in the courtyard knitting sweaters—knitting a few for herself and a few for Luo Zhiyong.
As for the winter cotton-padded clothes, Fang Pingying didn’t plan to make them herself anymore. Nowadays, city folks prefer buying them from departnt stores, where the styles are very attractive.
In the past, she was reluctant to buy them because they were short on money, but now that they weren’t lacking the money for clothes, she naturally didn’t want to bother with the effort.
If it were light clothes, Fang Pingying’s own creations were no worse than what was sold in stores, but it was different with cotton-padded clothes.
That day, Fang Pingying was holding a thermos bottle with a stool winding the wool when suddenly her chest tightened, and a sour taste surged up her throat. She quickly put the wool aside and ran to the bathroom to vomit.
But she didn’t throw up anything—just dry heaving.
Coming back to her senses, Fang Pingying silently calculated her last nstrual cycle and imdiately understood that she was probably pregnant.
It must have been that ti Luo Zhiyong returned from outside and she agreed to have a child—truly a case of praying for a child and getting one.
Now that the family’s conditions had improved, Fang Pingying felt that getting pregnant was tily and she was also happy about it.
Before, she was sowhat worried about having a son or a daughter, fearing that she would have two daughters just like in her previous life, and that Zhou Yuni would cause a ruckus demanding a grandson. But now she wasn’t afraid anymore.
One reason was that Luo Zhiyong had said he didn’t mind whether it was a boy or a girl.
Additionally, her current self was different from her past life. Now that she could support herself, even with two daughters, she could raise them on her own. If Zhou Yuni really stirred up trouble that caused Luo Zhiyong and her to drift apart, at most she would divorce and live with her two daughters on her own, and life would still be good.
With no more concerns, Fang Pingying felt the child in her belly arrived at the perfect ti. She couldn’t wait for Luo Zhiyong to co back so she could tell him the good news. She wondered how ecstatic the man would be when he heard it.
Ever since Huang Lin got pregnant, he had been talking about having children every day, as if he wouldn’t be outdone by others in this matter.
Finally, when noon arrived, Luo Zhiyong ca back for lunch.
Fang Pingying winked at him and said, "There might be so good news, do you want to hear it?"
"Maybe..." Luo Zhiyong’s brow slightly frowned as he thought about it, then smiled as he sat down on the sofa, saying, "Could it be that you’re pregnant?"
Fang Pingying’s eyes widened. She had thought this man would never guess it, but how could he be so astute and guess it right off the bat?
Luo Zhiyong was speaking off the cuff, but he didn’t expect to actually guess correctly. Seeing Pingying nod her head, he was stunned for quite a while before tentatively and uncertainly asking Pingying, "Are you really pregnant?"
Pingying gave him a faint smile and nodded, saying, "It’s just a guess of mine; I haven’t been to the hospital to check yet."
But Pingying had experience with this matter and was able to confirm for herself whether she was pregnant or not.
Completely ignoring what she said about not going to the hospital, Luo Zhiyong imdiately swept Pingying up in a joyous embrace, swinging her around the room a few tis, laughing and saying, "My wife is pregnant, I’m going to be a dad."
Pingying laughed and slapped him lightly, exclaiming, "Stop twirling, you’re making dizzy."
"Dizzy, eh? Then let’s put you down." Luo Zhiyong very gently set her down as if Pingying was so kind of delicate item, and then said with a smile, "I’ll take an afternoon off; we’ll go to the city and have a check at the hospital to see what the doctor says."
Seeing him so happy made Pingying uncertain again, "If it turns out I’m not pregnant, won’t you be very disappointed?"
Luo Zhiyong didn’t seem to mind, smiling and raising his eyebrows at her, "Disappointed for what? If it’s not the case, we’ll just keep trying. It’s bound to happen sooner or later."
Pingying felt that this response was not bad. Not being pregnant wasn’t a big deal, and she was quite experienced with these matters; she was almost certain she was pregnant.
Rembering that he said he would accompany her to the hospital that afternoon, she asked, "Will you be able to get the afternoon off? If you can’t, it’s also fine for to go alone."
"There shouldn’t be anything important this afternoon; I can take so ti off."
Pingying nodded, "Alright then, you go now; I’ll start cooking."
In the afternoon, the couple went to the hospital for a checkup, and unsurprisingly, Pingying was pregnant, and already more than a month along.
The doctor said that Pingying had a strong constitution, and her pregnancy was very stable. He advised them not to be nervous, to just let things occur naturally. However, he specifically instructed that during pregnancy, the couple needed to be cautious with their sexual relations, especially during the first and last three months.
The couple left the hospital with flushed faces.
After exiting the hospital, they didn’t go straight back to the compound. Pingying hadn’t been to her shop for a few days and planned to visit and check on the accounts.
At the shop, Luo Honglan couldn’t contain her excitent when she found out about Pingying’s pregnancy. It was just as high as Luo Zhiyong’s. She even said she’d imdiately send a telegram to inform Luo Dashan and Zhou Yuni, who would surely be overjoyed.
Because of the incident with Grandma Juzi, Pingying, worried that Zhou Yuni might beco as anxious as the old lady had been for a grandson, stopped Luo Honglan.
It wouldn’t be long before the New Year, and whether or not the couple would go back, Luo Honglan and her family were sure to return for the holidays. It would be just as good to tell Zhou Yuni then.
It seed Luo Honglan understood Pingying’s concerns and didn’t rush to send the telegram.
However, it was a different case for Fang Xiu, who looked sowhat disheartened upon hearing that Pingying was pregnant.
She married at the sa ti as Pingying, and she and Luo Zhiming were rather active in their intimate life, never deliberately avoiding conception. Yet, she hadn’t received any news, and even Luo Zhiming had been puzzled by this several tis.
Moreover, Li Yuchun had often voiced concerns that Fang Xiu might have inherited her mother’s difficulty with conception.
Fang Xiu didn’t think much of it previously, believing it was no big deal not to be pregnant a few months after marriage. Even with Zhou Yuni’s urging, she had Pingying for company, but now that Pingying was expecting, she truly began to worry.
Pingying noticed Fang Xiu remained silent, her eyes showing a hint of envy as they briefly swept across her belly. She imdiately understood Fang Xiu’s thoughts. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welco to vote for it at Qidian (qidian) with a recomndation vote or monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile readers, please go to m.qidian to read.)
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