Song Fanxing transmigrated into a novel with a spatial ability.
She becomes a 3-year-old baby fodder supporting character, doted on by parents and two brothers. The family is poor despite fil...
Song Fanxing called Zhou Zan.
Writing letters is too slow; she can't wait.
When Zhou Zan learned that his wife was pregnant, he excitedly clenched his fist and shouted a few times.
This startled Commander Zhao, who yelled, "You brat, what are you doing? Are you having a fit?"
Zhou Zan laughed like a complete idiot.
"Commander, I'm a dad!"
Commander Zhao curled his lip.
"Being a dad is nothing special. I'm a dad of five."
Zhou Zan: "You old man, you don't understand how I feel."
Commander Zhao shook his head. Young people really like to make a fuss over nothing.
Zhou Zan was on the phone with Song Fanxing, giving her all sorts of instructions. The two always had endless things to talk about, their sweet and affectionate conversation was almost unbearable.
Commander Zhao was annoyed that Zhou Zan wouldn't let go of his phone.
He was so tired of hearing it that his ears were practically calloused.
"Zhou Zan, are you ever going to stop?"
Zhou Zan reluctantly hung up the phone.
Song Fanxing covered her mouth and laughed on the other end.
Then, she called Song Darong and Fang Jie to tell them the good news of her pregnancy.
Then I learned that Liu Ying was also pregnant.
Song Darong and Fang Jie were overjoyed that their daughter and daughter-in-law were both pregnant at the same time.
While happy, Fang Jie was also worried.
"Honey, Xingxing is pregnant. I wonder if she's eating well? I want to go and take care of her."
"What about Liu Ying? If you go to take care of your daughter, what if your daughter-in-law objects?"
"That's what's troubling me."
Fang Jie sighed heavily, "My daughter, I miss her so much."
Song Darong also wanted to.
Of his three children, he loved this daughter the most.
Heaven knows how reluctant he was to let Song Fanxing marry so far away.
The next day, Song Yaohua and Liu Ying found Fang Jie.
Song Yaohua: "Mom, why don't you go to the capital to take care of my younger sister? Zhou Zan isn't with her, and Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Su are getting old. I'm very worried about them."
Song Yaohua was genuinely worried about his younger sister, whom he had doted on since childhood.
Fang Jie looked at Liu Ying.
What should we do about Liu Ying?
Liu Ying said, "Mom, don't worry. I'm fine. Yaohua is taking care of me, and my mom comes over occasionally. It's different for my sister. Her husband isn't around, so you go and take care of her."
Fang Jie was very moved.
My son and daughter-in-law are both reasonable people.
"Okay, I'll go check on things first and take care of Xingxing for a while. I'll come back once she's settled down."
And so, without informing Song Fanxing, Fang Jie packed her bags and boarded the train to the capital.
Song Fanxing was both surprised and delighted to see Fang Jie.
He held her tightly, refusing to let go, saying, "Mommy, I missed you so much!"
Fang Jie smiled indulgently.
"Mom missed you too, that's why I came to see you."
"Now that you're here, what will happen to my second sister-in-law?"
Song Fanxing knew that Liu Ying was also pregnant.
Her mother is now not only her mother, but also someone else's mother-in-law.
Fang Jie said, "Your second brother and sister-in-law agreed to let me come, so don't worry. Your second sister-in-law has your second brother to take care of her."
Liu Ying's family home is not far away, and her family members often come to visit.
Relieved, Song Fanxing tidied up a room for Fang Jie and let her stay.
After Fang Jie arrived, she prepared a variety of nutritious meals for Song Fanxing every day to help her recover.
Zhou Xiongguang and Su Wanzhi also benefited, having ready-made meals every day, which tasted better than what they could cook themselves.
Fang Jie is a great cook, ensuring that Song Fanxing gets the nutrition she needs without gaining weight.
For a few days, Song Fanxing had a particular fondness for sweets and bought all sorts of pastries.
It was forcibly confiscated by Fang Jie.
"Daughter, eat less of these things. If you really crave them, have just a small piece."
"Mother……"
Song Fanxing pleaded pitifully.
Fang Jie patiently explained, "Honey, Mom is doing this for your own good. Eating too many sweets will make you fat and raise your blood sugar, and you'll also get stretch marks later on. If the baby grows too big, you'll suffer a lot during childbirth and are more likely to have a difficult delivery. Be good, listen to Mom and bear with it."
Song Fanxing nodded. She wouldn't eat anymore; she would never eat again.
She never dated, never got married, never had a child in her past life, so she didn't know these basic facts.
Fortunately, she has a reliable and loving mother by her side.
Song Fanxing had no pregnancy symptoms and had no problems except for being able to eat a lot.
He's in good spirits.
She still goes to the flower shed every day to study her flowers.
Her flower shed gained fame among the wealthy and famous in the capital.
Customers who had visited her before kept referring new customers to her.
The flower shed business is steadily increasing.
The owners of the flower stalls next door envied her for being able to sell a pot of flowers for one or two hundred yuan.
But they can't have this kind of business.
They lack the ability to cultivate special varieties, so they can only sell ordinary flowers, making a meager living through low profit margins and high sales volume.
Of course, there are also those who are extremely jealous.
There was a couple, the man was named Zhao Erhu and the woman was named Qian Guihua.
They felt that Song Fanxing had stolen their business and wanted to teach her a lesson and drive her out of the area.
That day, the couple came to their door looking for trouble.
They were fat and dark-skinned, with fierce-looking faces, and looked like they were not to be trifled with.
They saw that Song Fanxing was a woman, pregnant, and without a man by her side.
He thought he would scare her away.
Zhao Erhu and Qian Guihua barged into Song Fanxing's flower shed and kicked the flowerpots wildly, breaking several of them.
Pointing at Song Fanxing, he arrogantly said, "Get out of here! Otherwise, we'll smash all your flowers!"
Prior to this, they had already driven away several successful flower stalls.
If anyone's business is better than theirs, they'll target them until they drive them away.
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