After transmigrating into a time-travel novel as a cannon fodder female supporting character who dies early, Zhao Huanhuan chooses to marry the most tragic cannon fodder male supporting character, ...
Guided by Zhao Huanhuan, Lin Yuan gently stroked her belly with his large hand, and Lin Yuan roughly knew how big Zhao Huanhuan's belly was.
The shock he felt left him completely numb. Even now, quite some time after touching her, he was still somewhat dazed, his eyes fixed on Zhao Huanhuan's stomach, unable to look away.
Zhao Huanhuan chuckled at his expression, "Scared?"
Lin Yuan stared at her blankly for a long time before softly humming in agreement. "Won't this make you very tired? Won't your back hurt?"
Zhao Huanhuan nodded, "Yes, when you look down you can't see your feet, so you have to lean back a little when you walk to feel more comfortable. But then your back will ache, and if you sit for a long time, your back will feel stiff."
"After my belly started to grow, around four months into the pregnancy, I started urinating very frequently. I would feel the urge to urinate every now and then, but I wouldn't actually urinate much. I asked my mom, and she said that this is normal for women with big bellies, and it will get better after giving birth."
Zhao Huanhuan pulled him to sit on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and gently shared with him the details of her pregnancy. These were things that her husband should have been able to see and feel every day, but their situation was special. In order to make Lin Yuan feel more involved in her pregnancy, Zhao Huanhuan decided to share her feelings with him in detail, so that he would know how hard and difficult it is for a woman to be pregnant.
"You've worked hard. Will you still be going to school when the semester starts?" Lin Yuan held her hand tightly, not wanting to let go. After Zhao Huanhuan's description, the tension in his body gradually eased, and he asked her softly.
Zhao Huanhuan shook her head, "I'm not going. The school has hired three more teachers and split the classes up. Yan Yan and I will stay home and rest during the second half of the year to prepare for childbirth."
"Oh, are Yan Yan and Qiu Yi still living in the educated youth team?" Lin Yuan asked.
"Yes, they're still over there. During summer vacation, Gu Yifeng and Yang Man were transferred back. It must have been his family who pulled some strings for them. I heard they got married back home and were even given jobs," Zhao Huanhuan said softly.
Zhao Huanhuan was very happy when she learned that the two people were leaving. After all, with them gone, the life-or-death situation between them and Lin Yuan in the original book would never happen again, and she was completely relieved about Lin Yuan's original predicament.
She helped the Lin family couple and Lin Yuan avoid a deadly situation, and Zhao Huanhuan felt that the original plot of the book had been officially rewritten.
The angst-filled historical romance has turned into a sweet historical romance. Great, she likes it!
“I looked through our wedding gift records. Gu Yifeng and Yang Man both gave money as gifts. They each recorded two yuan as their gift. Before they left, I asked Qiu Yi to help me return their gift money.”
"I meant wishing them a long and happy life together. We know they're getting married soon, so this is a gift from my husband and me, two yuan on each side, as a return gift," Zhao Huanhuan said to Lin Yuan with a smile.
Lin Yuan nodded. "Yes, you did a great job. By the way, I've withdrawn my salary so you can use it when you have the baby."
Lin Yuan took out a cloth bag from a hidden compartment in her handbag; inside was a stack of ten-yuan notes.
“We’re not short of money at home, you can keep it. My parents gave me two hundred when they came over for May Day,” Zhao Huanhuan said, waving her hand.
When her parents came, they gave her another 200 yuan, telling her to buy more eggs and meat during her pregnancy, because her body needed them and the baby needed them too.
Lin Yuan chuckled and placed it in her hand. "What your parents gave you is what they gave you. What I give you is what I should do to support the family and what I should give you."
“Here’s three hundred. Keep this with you. Try to get to the clinic as early as possible when you give birth. Don’t wait until your stomach starts hurting. One of my comrades’ wives had a midwife at home and didn’t go to the clinic. As a result, she lost the baby. My comrade cried when he heard the news, and we were all saddened.” Lin Yuan was genuinely worried. He would rather not keep a single penny for himself than not give Zhao Huanhuan more money so that she could get to the clinic to give birth as soon as possible. He would feel at ease knowing that there were medical staff there.
“Or, you could go directly to the hospital in Shanglin to give birth. I’ll figure out how to make money if we don’t have enough. You and the baby can’t be hurt.” Lin Yuan was still a little scared when she thought of what happened to her comrade.
There was another reason why he didn't give all the money to his mother and instead gave it to Huanhuan: it was because of what happened to his comrade-in-arms. It was quite infuriating. After returning home, his comrade-in-arms thought that his wife was giving birth and his parents would have to take care of things, so he gave all his salary to his parents.
What he didn't expect was that his parents, who had always treated him well, used his salary to find a wife for his younger brother. When his wife gave birth, they simply said that they could just call a midwife at home, saying that all of them were born at home by their mother.
When his comrade found out, he was so angry that he wanted to go back and have a big fight with his parents. In the end, he took leave to go back to see his wife, but the child was gone, and the whole family was very sad.
The instructor said that his comrade might be transferred to a different camp, looking for one with family dormitories, so he could bring his wife to live with him.
Although Lin Yuan knew that his parents were good people and treated Huanhuan very well, he was worried that his parents were, after all, from the previous generation, and their idea of saving money in everything was deeply ingrained.
He was afraid that his mother might suddenly have the idea that it was okay to give birth at home, since she herself had given birth to him at home.
But if Huanhuan had money, she could make her own decision about giving birth at the hospital. That's what Lin Yuan thought to himself, but he couldn't say it out loud. His mother would be heartbroken if she knew, thinking she had raised him for nothing, that he had forgotten his mother after getting married.
But what happened at his comrade's house really scared him.
When he's home, he can make all the decisions; the difficulty lies in when he's not home.
Now, looking at his pregnant wife, his most important concern is that his wife and child can safely get through the difficult process of childbirth.
His parents also had money; he gave them 100 yuan when he came back for the Chinese New Year.
This time, he gave everything to Huanhuan. As for how to arrange things, he'll let Huanhuan give it to her parents and let them help with the procedures. The initiative regarding how to have children will be in Huanhuan's hands.
He definitely won't be able to come back when Huanhuan gives birth. Starting in October, they will have a two-month closed training program. Maybe after that training, he can be transferred. So, he can't miss this opportunity.
The thought of not being able to be by Huanhuan's side when she gave birth made him feel sad again.
Zhao Huanhuan looked at the money in her hand. "Not giving it to Mom? Just giving it to me?"
“Okay, take this. If you need anything, just give Mom the money and she can help you buy it. The same goes for giving birth; you must insist on going to the hospital or clinic. Neither you nor the baby can get hurt. I'll be in closed training at that time and won't be able to come back. I can only come back for a month's leave during the Chinese New Year,” Lin Yuan said apologetically.