"Mom, Zhiguo, if the family planning commission catches us, we'll both lose our jobs." Shen Yanhong had no choice but to use her job as an excuse.

"I've said it before, we can keep our jobs and our grandsons, what are you afraid of? You keep making excuses, is it because you don't want to give the Ye family a grandson!"

The old lady rebuked her sharply, her eyes turning fierce.

Shen Yanhong trembled with fright, her mind in turmoil. She forced a smile and said, "Mom, you've misunderstood. How could I not want to have a son? I'm just really afraid of losing my job and how I'll support my whole family then."

"You don't need to worry about that. I guarantee the family planning commission won't find out. Just focus on your pregnancy!" the old lady said confidently.

"Mom, the family planning officials are very capable, and the factory conducts gynecological examinations every spring. I can't possibly hide it." Shen Yanhong's eyes lit up, and she finally came up with a good excuse.

Ye Zhiguo frowned as well. This was indeed a bit troublesome. He had been so happy that he had forgotten about it.

"When is the gynecological exam?" the old lady asked calmly.

“Usually in April,” Ye Zhiguo replied.

The old lady counted on her fingers and said silently, "It's okay. It's November now. You'll probably give birth in June. In March, you can take sick leave and go back to the countryside. Then, have Zhiguo take care of things. After you give birth, you can come back for a gynecological checkup."

In such a large factory, who would know if one or two people didn't go for a gynecological checkup? At worst, we could just spend some money to smooth things over. The old lady wasn't worried at all; she was as calm as a mountain.

Ye Zhiguo nodded, "Mom's idea is the best. I'll talk to the women's director at the factory, and it should be fine."

The women's director is greedy for small gains; he can easily win her over by giving her a few gifts. It's not a big problem.

Shen Yanhong felt bitter inside. She had already come up with all the excuses. If she kept making excuses, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of the old woman and Ye Zhiguo. What should she do?

The old lady looked coldly at Shen Yanhong, her dazed expression clearly indicating that she didn't want to give birth to a grandson for her.

"Who are you trying to fool with that dead-face act? Let me tell you, if you don't want to have a baby, there are plenty of other women out there who would love to have one for my son. If you're not going to have one, then get the hell out of here!"

Shen Yanhong quickly roused herself and forced a smile as she said kindly, "I don't not want to have a baby, I just don't have the energy. Mom, you've misunderstood."

"Hmph, let me make this clear: if you dare do anything to betray my son, I'll beat you to death!" The old lady's eyes were sharp, as if she could see through everything. Shen Yanhong's heart pounded, and her face grew increasingly pale.

Ye Zhiguo found it strange that his mother would say such things for no reason. How could Shen Yanhong dare to do anything to betray him?

He still has that much confidence.

"Mom, Yan Hong is probably worried about getting arrested. She won't do anything reckless outside," Ye Zhiguo said with a smile.

Seeing her son vouch for her, the old lady's suspicions lessened somewhat, but she still gave Shen Yanhong a warning glare. Shen Yanhong's face paled, and she quickly lowered her head to drink the soup. But when she smelled the fishy smell, she felt nauseous and rushed into the bathroom to vomit, vomiting until she felt dizzy and disoriented.

"I'm so unlucky that I can't even enjoy such a good fish soup. When I was pregnant with you three brothers, I was lucky to have an egg to eat, let alone fish."

The old lady rolled her eyes. City people are so delicate. She used to be eight months pregnant and still planting rice and harvesting rice. None of her three sons had a proper postpartum period. She got out of bed on the third day after giving birth to her third son and went up the mountain to cut bamboo. She still lived a good life.

Ye Qingqing's lips curled slightly coldly. She had already planted a seed of doubt in the old lady's heart, which would soon take root, sprout, and grow into a towering tree!

That was right when the grand show was about to begin!