Lu Yaqin returned home empty-handed and hungry. She stood at the door, hesitant to go in.

She felt a little embarrassed in front of Brother Feng and his uncle and aunt.

Finally, Ning Feng, seeing that she hadn't returned for a long time, went out to look for her and found her standing at the door.

"Yaqin, you're back, why don't you go inside?"

The grievances Lu Yaqin had just suffered at Xiang Wanwan's house burst forth the moment she saw Ning Feng, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Brother Feng, I couldn't borrow any money." She cried and threw herself into Ning Feng's arms.

Ning Feng's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He gently patted Lu Yaqin's back and comforted her.

"It's okay, if we can't borrow it, it's fine. At worst, our family will just have to eat worse."

“How can that be?” Lu Yaqin lifted her head from his embrace. “Your uncle and aunt have suffered so much in the countryside, it’s time for them to recover.”

Ning Feng sighed: "Well, what can we do? They won't lend us money, and your family won't give us any either. We can only leave it at that for now."

"Yes, I can ask my family for it."

"But if we say it like this, they definitely won't agree, unless... never mind."

Seeing that he was only halfway through his sentence, Lu Yaqin urged, "Unless what? Tell me quickly."

"Forget it, let's go inside. This method isn't good; you won't agree to it."

Ning Feng turned around and went inside first. Lu Yaqin's curiosity was piqued, and she quickly followed him inside.

"Brother Feng, just say it!"

Ning Tianxiang and Huang Peilan had just heard the noise at the door.

Unexpectedly, they wouldn't even lend money; they're so stingy. But thankfully, the girl's heart is still with Ning Feng, so they still have a way.

Huang Peilan smiled as the two entered one after the other. "What's going on? What does Yaqin want Feng'er to say?"

Lu Yaqin said shyly, "Auntie, Brother Feng said he has a way to get my family to send money over, but he stopped halfway through his sentence. I'm urging him to finish it."

"Oh? What's Feng'er's solution? Tell us so we can hear it."

"That's right, hurry up and tell me!" Lu Yaqin looked at him anxiously.

Ning Tianxiang watched silently from the side.

Ning Feng looked somewhat conflicted, and after a moment, under Lu Yaqin's expectant gaze, he finally spoke:

"Alright! I think if Yaqin has a child, your aunt and uncle wouldn't be so heartless as to disown their grandchild, would they? Maybe they'll soften their hearts and..."

Before he could finish speaking, he looked at Lu Yaqin, who was deep in thought.

Ning Feng gave Huang Peilan a look, and she understood immediately, slamming her hand on the table.

"Nonsense! You two aren't even married yet, how could Yaqin be pregnant? If word gets out, how much will that damage her reputation?"

"No! I disagree."

Ning Tianxiang also said with a stern face, "That's right, I don't agree either. Isn't this making Yaqin suffer? Although our Ning family has declined now, we were once a prominent family in Nanshi. How can we do something that disgraces our family?"

The three of them, working in unison, pulled Lu Yaqin back from her thoughts.

She stepped forward to comfort Huang Peilan, who was pretending to be angry: "Auntie, Uncle, please don't be angry. I think Brother Feng's method is quite good."

“I was determined to marry him no matter what,” she said, then lowered her head shyly. “Since that’s the case, it’s not a big deal that I got pregnant early.”

"Anyway, I'll have children eventually, so it doesn't matter whether I have them early or late."

Huang Peilan took her hand with a look of heartache, "Your aunt is just worried about you, but since you've made up your mind, we respect your decision."

Suddenly, Ning Feng stood up abruptly from the stool. "No, I don't agree."