The next day, Ye Qingqing didn't wander around on the road and arrived home early. The old lady and Shen Yanhong were both home.

The old lady was in a good mood and, unusually, hummed the Yue Opera "Nine-Jin Girl" as she busied herself in the kitchen. Shen Yanhong, on the other hand, sat on the sofa with a dark face watching TV, but her eyes were unfocused, and she seemed lost in thought.

Ye Qingqing sneered inwardly and went straight into the kitchen. "Grandma, what are we having for dinner tonight?"

"I bought a fish head, and I'm having fish head tofu soup." The old lady was in a good mood, and her eyes were full of kindness as she looked at Ye Qingqing.

Ye Qingqing chuckled to herself. The usually stingy old lady was actually willing to buy fish heads. Good news was definitely on the way!

"Is there some good news in our family? You seem so happy."

The old lady couldn't stop smiling. Pointing at Shen Yanhong outside, she whispered, "You're about to have a little brother. This woman's belly is quite fertile!"

Ye Qingqing secretly curled her lips. Now that she has a grandson, she doesn't even call herself a slut anymore. The old lady is really a snob.

"What do I care about the son born to that slut? I only have one younger brother, Xiaotong." Ye Qingqing pouted, complaining half-jokingly.

The old lady glared at her and said, "Go, go, go do your homework. What do you know, little girl? Having many brothers will ensure you won't be bullied when you get married."

Ye Qingqing snorted. She dared not count on the sons that Shen Yanhong had given birth to, and besides... no matter how many more she had, they wouldn't be her biological brothers. She only had one brother, Xiao Tong!

"Grandma, I noticed that the slut didn't seem happy at all. She doesn't even want to have a son for Dad," Ye Qingqing said softly, rolling her eyes.

The old lady was peeling garlic when she paused, a knot forming in her heart. Shen Yanhong's behavior was indeed quite strange. Today, the old Chinese medicine doctor said she was carrying a boy, and this slutty widow also seemed completely lost. She had been absent-minded ever since she got home.

Ye Qingqing continued to fan the flames, "Grandma, could it be that the slutty widow did something to betray my father, which is why she doesn't want to have children?"

The old lady's heart sank, and she pushed Ye Qingqing out of the kitchen. "Go do your homework. What do you know, little kid? Don't make a fuss outside. If word gets out, I'll break your legs!"

"Fine, I'm your lackey, so what are you? You're a lackey too..."

Ye Qingqing muttered to herself, "They either call me a pig or a dog. I have a temper too!"

"What did you say... I'll beat you to death..."

The old lady had very sharp ears and heard it clearly. She grabbed a bamboo stick and chased after her, but Ye Qingqing ran very fast and disappeared up to the second floor in a flash. The old lady cursed a few times in anger, but she had something on her mind.

Although the spendthrift girl was talking nonsense, it wasn't impossible. This restless widow, if she were really pregnant with Zhiguo's son, how could she not be happy? But now...

The old lady looked at Shen Yanhong, who was staring blankly on the sofa, and her face turned even uglier. From the moment she got home until now, this slutty widow has been acting like this, not paying any attention to her belly. Something's wrong, something must be wrong!

If that slut dares to do anything to betray her son, she'll beat that vile woman to death!

When Ye Zhiguo came home from get off work and heard that it was his son, his face lit up with joy. "Mom, quickly call my second brother and tell his wife to start getting pregnant. The weather is just right, so she can wear her thick cotton-padded coat until she's six or seven months along when she goes to the countryside."

The old lady, however, had lost her previous excitement and gave a faint reply.

Shen Yanhong felt terrible. She thought for a long time but didn't know what to do. This baby absolutely could not be born!