Song Yan was incredibly annoyed. How did he know everything? "Haven't you been hiding anything from me?"

Song Yan simply didn't know how to answer the question in return.

Wei Aiguo was momentarily speechless. He paused for a moment before speaking.

"Those old objects, like porcelain and jade, are in better condition and can be cleaned."

Like calligraphy, paintings, and ancient books, their owners may not have been careful in their preservation, and they often have a musty smell.

You must have touched these things today.

Song Yan opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"I could smell this scent as soon as I got close to you at noon."

"If you want to make money off these old things, then I'll go. It's better for me to take the risk than for you to." Wei Aiguo said very seriously. "The headscarves are almost sold out for today. Tomorrow I'll go to the black market to see what I can find to sell in the surrounding areas. It's better to go further afield; I can handle this hardship."

He might still be back very late, but don't worry!

Now Song Yan panicked, "Are you crazy? You're still going to the black market? Even though it was cleaned up last year, there must still be people left. If they recognize you, you might be in danger."

Besides, look how exhausted you are today!

Wei Aiguo touched Song Yan's smooth face. "It's alright. I'm a man, I have to earn money to support my family. I can't let my wife always be thinking about making money!"

"No, you can't go!" Song Yan said firmly.

Song Yan appeared resolute, but inwardly he felt particularly uneasy. They were all so shrewd.

Does Wei Aiguo have a dog's nose?

Maybe their true identity will come out without them even having to expose them.

It was bound to happen sooner or later.

Song Yan isn't worried about his true identity being exposed anymore. Let it be exposed whenever it wants!

Wei Aiguo wrapped his arms around Song Yan from behind, gently touching her belly. "If my wife dares to go somewhere, why can't I? I have to earn some money to support her...ah!"

Wei Aiguo could clearly feel Song Yan's belly moving. "Is the baby moving?"

"Yes!" Song Yan also felt the baby move for the first time. "This lazy baby, she finally moved."

That feeling was truly magical.

“Your face is absolutely not fit to hang out on the black market. Don’t say anything else…” Song Yan’s voice unconsciously rose.

When Wei Aiguo felt the baby move, he truly felt the presence of this little life. He had originally wanted to harden his heart and let Song Yan know the dangers involved, but now he couldn't bear to. "Can we try not to take any risks for her sake?"

If you like antique items, I can help you get some sometime.

Song Yan: "You can even get your hands on old items?"

"Our hometown is poor and small, so it's not easy to come across old items, but it's not impossible. If you want them, you'll definitely have a chance. Don't go to the black market in J City."

"Promise me, okay? Don't try to fool me!" Wei Aiguo said.

"It's not that I absolutely have to. Neither of us will go." Song Yan meant it sincerely, without any pretense.

Wei Aiguo felt that Song Yan was genuinely not planning to go at this moment; his audacious wife had finally calmed down. "Why did you suddenly decide to ask for this?" Wei Aiguo asked.

Song Yan: "Gold in times of chaos, antiques in times of prosperity."

I see things getting better and better, more and more stable. Antiques will eventually appreciate in value.

Wei Aiguo had long since discovered that his wife was a money-grubber.

We can stay in J City for another three days. During these three days, Song Yan will go to the library, the bookstore, and the supply and marketing building, and Wei Aiguo will accompany him.

Song Yan didn't refuse, but she was a little annoyed because she didn't have time to go into her spatial dimension...

The time spent together is always too short.

Wei Aiguo's vacation was limited, and they had to go back.

The profits from the first twenty headscarves sold had already been split. They then sold another 51, earning 51.4 yuan. They spent exactly 0.4 yuan on their bus fare. The remaining 51 yuan would be split equally between Song Yan and Song Jun.

Song Jun refused, but he couldn't argue with Song Yan, so he eventually gave him the money...

Everyone came to see him off at the station. His aunt hugged Song Yan and said, "Don't be so hard on yourself!"

Song Yan nodded. "We'll all be fine!"

…

Looking at the green hills and clear waters of the village, Song Yan felt a sense of peace and security.

A group of children surrounded Song Yan: "Teacher Song, we took the exam yesterday!"

"Teacher Song, I can do all of those questions!"

"Teacher Song, I miss you!"...

Yesterday was an exam so today is a holiday. This group of kids met Song Yan and started chattering away.

"Auntie! Auntie!"

"Auntie!"

Wei Ping and Wei An also came.

After Song Yan arrived home, another round of conversation ensued…

Song Yan is back; he'll definitely go see Lao Zeng and the others tonight.

It's much easier for Song Yan to visit them now.

I don't know when it started, but Lao Zeng and Lao Du started targeting Wei Aiguo. Lao Zeng always asked Lao Du to teach Wei Aiguo some criminal investigation knowledge.

Do Wei Aiguo need these things?

Song Yan once raised a question.

Old Zeng told her not to meddle in other people's business, saying that having more skills is never a burden. Why don't you let her learn some too?

Song Yan: Can we just forget about it?

Song Yan then went to find Lao Liao and Lao Han.

Song Yan had finished asking all the questions he needed to, but Lao Du wasn't done yet! Song Yan overheard a bit of it.

Old Du was teaching Wei Aiguo how to conceal his whereabouts.

Song Yan didn't wait for Wei Aiguo; she went back and fell asleep before Wei Aiguo returned.

"...Wife! Wife!"

"I'm pregnant and need to rest." Song Yan's voice sounded particularly languid because of her drowsiness.

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