Chapter 33 New Life He asked weakly, "Will you really rub the baby away...?"

Chen Mian was assigned to pick cotton seeds at the warehouse again today. All the harvesting work at the cotton farm has been completed, and only the last batch of cotton seeds needs to be sorted before they can be sold to the buyers.

Ayili also dismissed all the other pickers, leaving only a small number of familiar workers to do the last few days of work.

As the daughter-in-law, Dilidar came to the farm almost every day to help out, either cooking for the workers or helping to sort cotton seeds in the warehouse, keeping her very busy.

At night, her newlywed husband would drag her into doing naughty things. Fortunately, the cotton picking season was finally coming to an end, which she had been looking forward to for a long time. She planned to go back to her parents' home alone for a few days to find some peace and quiet.

However, their hard work these past few days wasn't entirely fruitless. Thanks to Ayili, she and Chen Mian became good friends, and they even made a pact to go on a spring outing together next year.

Since the work was nearing its end these past few days, it wasn't very busy. When Dilidar arrived at the warehouse in the morning, she first braided Chen Mian's hair, put a colorful headscarf on her, and changed her into a traditional Uyghur outfit. The two rose-like girls stood together and looked like sisters from afar.

Only Li Cuiping seemed a little downcast. Dilidar had also given her a set of clothes, which looked quite nice on her. However, her hair wasn't long enough to braid, so she could only let her shoulder-length hair down and wear a headscarf.

She rubbed the corner of her clothes, her eyes filled with a barely perceptible hint of envy and disappointment as she looked at Chen Mian and Dilidar beside her.

The three women stood together. The other two were fair-skinned and beautiful, like fairies from heaven. Only she looked like a maidservant to her mistress. Even her name, Cuiping, sounded like a maidservant's name.

Although Li Cuiping didn't say it explicitly, Chen Mian, as her good friend of many years, had already sensed her negative emotions. She quickly came over, took her arm, and comforted her with a smile, "It's okay. You were prevented from growing your hair long before because Aunt Li was controlling you. Now you can make your own decisions."

"Don't be upset. When your hair grows longer next year, Cuiping will also have pretty little braids, and I'll braid them for you myself."

Dilidar also came over and took Li Cuiping's other arm, saying earnestly, "On our grasslands, wheat-colored skin like yours is the most beautiful, healthy and energetic, just like the sun in the sky!"

Chen Mian also praised, "Yes, our Cuiping is the prettiest girl. She's strong and runs fast. I envy you so much."

“That’s right, I can run really fast, even my mom can’t catch me.” Li Cuiping seemed to be comforted, and the corners of her lips turned up slightly.

The three of them walked hand in hand, chatting and laughing, back to their respective work stations. Today, Ayili was to cook, while Dilidar stayed in the warehouse to help.

The clock ticked away, and the cotton on the table became less and less. After picking out the last bit of cotton in front of her, Chen Mian stood up, stretched, and relaxed her body.

Outside, the sun shone brightly in the clear blue sky. Ayili pushed her tricycle closer, with two clean plastic basins wrapped in thick quilts on it.

Lifting the quilt, a fragrant aroma wafts out – the smell of a large stew, containing slices of fatty pork, cabbage, tofu, and glass noodles, served with glistening white rice.

Li Cuiping was the first to smell it. She rushed out without even taking off her white apron. She pulled her own bowl and chopsticks from a bag hanging behind the door, handed them to Ayili, and frantically hinted, "It smells so good! Can I have two bowls?"

Ayili was amused by her greedy little face and replied with feigned seriousness, "No." Seeing that she drooped her puppy ears in disappointment, she added, "But you can wait until everyone else has finished eating, and if there are any left, you can have them all."

The puppy suddenly raised its round head high, gave Ayili a big smile, and then took its bowl and squatted down to eat.

Dilidar gestured to Li Cuiping that there was a long bench behind the door. Seeing that she didn't care, Chen Mian chuckled and said, "It's okay, I'll go get it."

Dilidar nodded and turned to help Ayili get her food. The pickers lined up with their own bowls, Dilidar was in charge of serving the rice, and Ayili was in charge of putting the vegetables on top of the rice.

The workers at the back of the line huddled together in twos and threes. "We didn't expect that the food standards would be improved for those of us who stayed until the very end. You can tell from the smell that this stew is very oily!"

"That's right. With fewer people, it's easier for the host to cook. Before, with so many people, how delicious could the food from the communal pot be?"

After saying that, she raised an eyebrow and chuckled at the woman next to her, "Otherwise, why do you think I insisted on keeping you here for a few days?"

"Hehe, this is my first time working at a farm that provides meals, I didn't expect this."

The aroma of stew filled the air. As Dilidar mechanically scooped out her food, she felt a slight discomfort in her stomach. She assumed it was because she hadn't eaten breakfast and was very hungry, so she sped up the process.

After she had scooped out most of the vegetables and rice from the plastic basin, she finally got two portions of food for herself and her mother-in-law, and sat down next to Chen Mian with her bowl and chopsticks.

Seeing how much Li Cuiping enjoyed her meal, Dilidar also started eating heartily. The tofu was tender and smooth, the vermicelli was soft and chewy, and the rice mixed with the broth was simply perfect.

Of course, this is from Dilidar, a Xinjiang native. If you ask Chen Mian and Li Cuiping, they will both tell you in unison, "In our Northwest, stew must be served with soft, white steamed buns to make it taste authentic!"

Dilidar ate several bites to ease her stomach discomfort. She picked up a piece of fatty meat and put it in her mouth, but after chewing it a couple of times and just as she was about to swallow, she felt nauseous and vomited.

She casually put the bowl and chopsticks on the ground, got up and walked to the side. She leaned against the wall with one hand and kept dry heaving, while the other hand was placed on her chest and gently patted it, trying to relieve some of her discomfort. Her bright eyes were also covered with a layer of mist.

Chen Mianmian followed her over, gently patting her back. She frowned as she looked at her uncomfortable expression and asked with concern, "Dili, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with today's food?"

Dilidar shook her head gently. "I'm fine. I've just been too tired lately, and my stomach is a little upset." After saying that, she straightened up, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and after a moment, said, "Let's go back and continue eating."

Chen Mian: "Okay."

But when she picked up her rice bowl again, the nausea in her stomach became even more intense, like waves churning in the sea, making her restless.

Dilidar angrily put down her chopsticks and bowl, crossed her arms, and sulked to herself. Today's stew was her favorite meal, especially the oily slices of fatty meat, paired with tender vermicelli and rice. She could eat two bowls of it.

What on earth happened today? She pouted, looking sullen.

Ayili was eating alone in the front seat of the tricycle when the sun overhead moved westward and the sunlight suddenly became a bit scorching. She looked up, wanting to move to another spot, but found that her daughter-in-law's lips were pouting so much that an oil bottle could hang from them.

Ayili walked over with her bowl and chopsticks in her hands. "Girl, why aren't you eating? Is the sun making you sick?"

When Dilidar saw her mother-in-law coming over, she was about to reply when she suddenly got up and ran out again. "I'm sorry, I feel a little unwell."

Aili watched her hurried figure, a sudden thought flashing through her mind. As if she had suddenly remembered something, she dropped her chopsticks and chased after her. The next second, her loud voice echoed throughout the cotton farm, "Girl, slow down! Are you pregnant?"

Not long after, Ayili appeared from the side of the warehouse, smiling broadly and arm in arm with the awkwardly behaving Dilidar. She called out to Chen Mian from afar, "Mian, keep an eye on things for me this afternoon. I need to accompany Dili to the hospital..."

After saying that, she carefully helped her daughter-in-law onto the tricycle and set off in a hurry, the wheels of the tricycle practically smoking from her pedaling.

Chen Mian silently cried out in her heart, "How can I help you manage the place? I don't know how!"

Evening, at Ayili's house.

Dilidar was leaning against the headboard, resting with her eyes closed. Batuer knelt beside the bed, his tall frame curled up, and gently placed his hand on his wife's leg. "Wife, are you feeling better? Are you still in pain?"

"Would you like me to rub your hands? My hands are very warm." He thought for a moment and then added earnestly.

Delidar was shocked by her husband's thought process. She opened her eyes and retorted speechlessly, "I am pregnant, not on my period. Besides, you have such a strong grip, what if you accidentally hurt the baby?"

After hesitating for a while, Batur scratched his head and asked timidly, "Will they really rub the child away?"

Dilidar couldn't help but chuckle, and all the flowers in the room seemed to bloom at the same time, bright and beautiful. "I was just kidding, are you stupid?"

The man wasn't angry at being scolded; he just smiled shyly and said, "I was just too nervous. A few days ago I was teasing you and dragging you into doing naughty things, but today the doctor said you're already a month pregnant..."

Then he thought about how he'd only been married for a little over two months and his wife was already pregnant. A mix of anxiety and a hidden pride welled up inside him as he prepared to become a father. "Looks like I'm pretty amazing," he thought. "My childhood friend Ji Yu hasn't even held his wife's hand yet, and I'm already going to be a dad, haha."

Ji Yu, who was working overtime again, sneezed. Who said I haven't even touched my wife's hand? I just touched it, okay? It's so tender and smooth, and I can even smell a fragrance when I get close.

Batur quickly kicked off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and gently pulled his wife onto his shoulder with his large, warm hands, embracing her loosely.

That's wonderful. They've been childhood sweethearts, inseparable since they were little, and then they got married smoothly when they grew up. Now they have a child, and I hope they continue to live such a happy life together.

He lowered his head and gently patted the crown of his little plump girl's hair. "So cute," he said. "Honey, you've really been working hard lately. I'm not going out anymore; I'll stay home and be with you and the kids..."

Dilidar, however, was oblivious to her sentiments: "If you don't go out and earn money, how will we support our children in the future?"

"Besides, I'm perfectly healthy, as strong as an ox. I don't need you to take special care of me. There are so many people at home."

But Batur was less willing to continue driving. He had been living too comfortably since getting married, and he had gotten a taste for it. With his sweet and soft wife in his arms, who would want to sleep in the car...

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Author's Note: Cuiping: I'm not pretty, sob sob sob.

Dilireba: Nonsense, you're the prettiest.

Little Cotton: Girls are not allowed to say they are not pretty. We are all the prettiest!

Let me recommend some of Tao Nai's other doujinshi to you gentlemen: 1. "Whose Good Kid Brings Parents to Work?" It's a double wife-chasing crematorium story, with a green tea puppy ex-boyfriend and a cheerful and generous childhood friend competing for her affections, haha.

2. "The Cat Runs a Kindergarten in the Military Compound" tells the story of a proud and picky cat god who is soft-hearted and a gentle pine tree who loves to tease cats.

3. "After the Female Lead of the Customized Novel is Bound to the Check-in System", with the same background as Little Cotton but a transmigration version, a silly and refreshing novel.