"I never knew you were such a conflicted person before. You're even worrying about things that haven't happened yet, huh?"

"Don't panic. You haven't told him yet. How do you know Lu Zhaolin doesn't like it?"

"Even if he doesn't like it, there's no need to worry. Our Song family isn't so poor that we can't afford to raise a baby. If all else fails, we'll just let her take the surname Song."

Cui Mingzhen had planned everything out. If the Lu family didn't acknowledge the child, that would be even better.

It just so happens that the Song family is lacking an heir, and I suppose the old man and the others think so too.

When Song Qinghe heard Cui Mingzhen say this, she suddenly felt enlightened. Her mother was right. Why should she panic about something that hadn't been decided yet?

Even if Lu Zhaolin doesn't acknowledge the child's existence, she has the ability to raise the child.

In this way, it's just a matter of informing him; there's no need to worry too much.

Thinking of this, Song Qinghe's expression softened, and she couldn't help but lean on her mother's shoulder and say coquettishly, "Mom, thank you for comforting me."

Cui Mingzhen patted her head and said, "Silly child, isn't this what they call being too clever for your own good?"

People who usually seem quite intelligent can suddenly become confused in situations like this.

They're so silly, I don't even know what they're thinking.

Song Qinghe smiled somewhat embarrassedly. Well, she had to admit that she had indeed misunderstood something.

He then said a few sweet words, which made Cui Mingzhen smile broadly.

After thanking the old Chinese medicine doctor, the mother and daughter left and went home.

As soon as Song Qinghe got home, Song Yiren and Zhao Chunxiang rushed over excitedly, asking if she was hungry and if there was anything she wanted to eat.

If so, tell him and she will do it.

He would even try to get her celestial elixirs from heaven, showing great indulgence towards Song Qinghe in his words.

It was as if Song Qinghe wanted the stars in the sky and they would pluck them down for her, as long as she wanted them and they had them.

Then anything is fine.

Hearing her family's concern, Song Qinghe's eyes welled up with tears. She could only say that her family was truly, truly good to her.

Not only did he consider all aspects, but he was also wholeheartedly dedicated to making decisions for her.

In her past life, she never thought she would deserve to have family affection, nor did she ever think she could have a child of her own.

Perhaps a fleeting thought might cross my mind in the middle of the night, but it vanishes without a trace as soon as it crosses my mind.

Love decades from now will not be like it is now. As the saying goes, in the past, travel was slow and one could only love one person in a lifetime.

But back then, love was more like fast food, and there were countless scumbags. To talk about love was a real luxury.

I never imagined that after transmigrating into a book, I would find both love and family.

Song Qinghe felt quite content. She was happy with what she had, and it was already a great privilege for her to live such a good life.

Song Qinghe couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought: "Grandma, I want to eat lo mein."

Zhao Chunxiang immediately agreed and hurried off to the kitchen to get busy.

Now Song Qinghe is the most important person to protect in their family, and everyone else has to take a backseat.

Song Yiren and his team kept their word and busied themselves boiling eggs, planning to distribute them door-to-door later.