Huang Guixiang said that she liked to eat leeks, but when she smelled the leeks, her stomach felt uncomfortable and nauseous. She wanted to vomit but nothing came out.

Yang Gaihua quickly took the leeks, turned around and went into the house and put them in the kitchen.

Jiang Nian poured a glass of water and handed it to Huang Guixiang, "Sister Guixiang, drink some water first. It will calm your stomach and make you feel better."

Huang Guixiang endured it and took deep breaths continuously. After the smell of leeks disappeared, she felt a little more relaxed. She slowly sat down and drank a sip of water as Jiang Nian said, slowly suppressing the discomfort in her stomach.

She frowned and said in confusion, "I eat leeks. I even eat houttuynia. How can we country people be picky about food? As long as it is edible, we will rush to eat it. But why can't I stand the smell of leeks? Is it because life has gone by that people start to become pretentious?"

Huang Guixiang touched her chest and the more she thought about it, the weirder it seemed to her.

Jiang Nian and Song Yingying looked at each other, and Song Yingying nodded at Jiang Nian. They both had the same idea in their minds.

Jiang Nian said, "Sister Guixiang, what's wrong with you? I'll tell you after I take your pulse."

Huang Guixiang obeyed Jiang Nian's words and put her wrist in front of Jiang Nian, letting Jiang Nian take her pulse.

She frowned, a little worried, "Could I have a terminal illness?"

"Shhh."

Jiang Nian reminded quietly.

It was quiet for two minutes. The only sound in the yard was the autumn breeze blowing through the yard, causing the leaves of the plants to rustle slightly. Everything was very peaceful.

Song Yingying looked at Jiang Nian and Huang Guixiang with a smile on her lips and her eyes shining brightly, because she had already known the news.

Jiang Nian put down his fingers that were taking Huang Guixiang's pulse and spoke under Huang Guixiang's uneasy gaze.

"Sister Guixiang, congratulations, Dazhuang will have a brother or sister soon."

"Our Da Zhuang already has younger brothers and sisters, aren't they yours--" Huang Guixiang didn't listen to what Ming Qi Jiangnian said at first, and only regarded Xiao Anbao and the twins as Da Zhuang's younger brothers and sisters.

She suddenly stopped talking halfway.

A glimmer of inspiration appeared in the dull brain.

"Sister Nian, are you saying...saying...I...I...am pregnant?"

"Yes, you are pregnant."

Jiang Nian nodded.

Huang Guixiang had always thought of letting nature take its course, because who wouldn't want to have many children and grandchildren? She had been looking forward to this child for a very long time, and when she had almost given up hope, the child fell from the sky, giving her a huge surprise.

"I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant, I'm actually pregnant! I'm having another child!" Huang Guixiang was so excited that her eyes turned red and she started to talk nonsense with excitement, "I, Huang Guixiang, am going to give birth to a pearl!"

Phew.

Song Yingying couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Phrases like "an old clam gives birth to a pearl" are usually used to mock others, not to describe oneself.

But Huang Guixiang doesn't care. It doesn't matter whether she is old or not, as long as she can give birth to a child, it's all right!

She is happy, very happy!

and--

Huang Guixiang's eyes moved and she smiled a bit wickedly, "When the news of my pregnancy spreads, Li Aichun and Sun Jinhua will be envious to death. This can also be regarded as a relief for Yuxiu."