He Tingchuan said he was not joking about going to have surgery.

After the two finished breakfast, Yun Jin drank two pomegranate juices, and then He Tingchuan took Yun Jin to the hospital.

"While you go for your prenatal checkup, I'll go ask about the surgery."

Yun Jin felt she had gone a bit too far: "If you don't want to do it, that's fine. Just ask for a few more of those things when you're doing 'that' in the future."

He Tingchuan understood her implied meaning, and his ears turned red: "I didn't not want to. Don't worry, I won't regret it, and I won't blame you in the future. It was my own choice, and it has nothing to do with you."

Since he had already said that, Yun Jin stopped talking, hugged his arm, and silently wanted to be good to him.

He Tingchuan noticed her thoughts, smiled slightly, and patted her head with his large hand.

For some reason, I've recently developed a particular fondness for touching her, stroking her hair, pinching her ears, or trying to hold her hand.

It's as if she has contracted a disease that will kill her if she isn't touched.

When the two arrived at the hospital, He Tingchuan accompanied Yun Jin to her prenatal checkup first. The doctor looked at the person who came twice a month and said helplessly, "The fetus is developing very well and there is enough amniotic fluid. Don't worry, both the pregnant woman and the fetus are healthy. Keep it up and walk around more often, and it will be easier to give birth later."

Yun Jin nodded.

He Tingchuan remembered what the doctor said.

After Yun Jin finished her prenatal checkup, He Tingchuan went to see the doctor he needed to see. Upon learning that he was going to have a tubal ligation, the doctor gave He Tingchuan a subtle look.

In Yun Jin's view, it seemed to be about why he couldn't think straight.

The doctor asked, "How many children do you have?"

He Tingchuan said, "One."

The doctor glanced at him in surprise: "Son?"

"It should be a daughter." He Tingchuan said the word "daughter" with a tenderness he himself was unaware of.

The doctor raised an eyebrow; "What do you mean by 'should'?"

He Tingchuan turned to look at Yun Jin.

Yun Jin stood at the doorway and smiled gently when she saw him looking over.

The doctor looked at the scene, his gaze falling on Yun Jin's large belly, and almost thought he was seeing things: "You... haven't even given birth yet. If you have surgery now, you won't have a chance to regret it later."

The doctor said, "I can't perform this surgery on you. We can only talk about it after your wife gives birth."

He Tingchuan and Yun Jin were driven away.

He Tingchuan frowned: "How can a doctor go against the patient's wishes?"

Yun Jin could understand; the doctor was afraid that He Tingchuan would regret it later.

He was also worried that if something happened to Yun Jin during childbirth, He Tingchuan would be cutting off his own escape route.

"Forget it, they meant well. If you still want to have surgery after I give birth, I'll come with you." Yun Jin didn't seem to care.

He Tingchuan glared at the doctor before being pulled away by Yun Jin.

The doctor felt a little wronged after being glared at. Who was he doing this for?

This man is probably a bit dim-witted. If his parents found out, they'd probably beat him up.

Who would be so kind as to cut off their own future before their child is even born?

He was well aware of the Chinese preference for sons over daughters, but he didn't want his career to be ruined because of it.

When Li Aiguo came to pick them up, he saw He Tingchuan's gloomy face and displeased expression, which startled him. He asked, "Did your wife fail her prenatal checkup?"

He Tingchuan coldly glared at her and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Your sister-in-law's prenatal checkup is fine."

Yun Jin nodded: "You eat well, you're healthy, and you're getting chubby!"

Li Aiguo, who had been scolded, breathed a sigh of relief: "Since your wife's prenatal checkup was fine, why are you making such a face, Brother Chuan?"

"Drive carefully, and don't ask questions you shouldn't." He Tingchuan said irritably.

Yun Jin gave Li Aiguo a look, telling him it was best not to provoke the man now, as he was in a bad mood!

Li Aiguo, being sensible, ignored He Tingchuan and spoke to Yun Jin: "Aimei's registration went smoothly, and she went to school today. It turns out she has been studying every day during this period and even borrowed other people's books to study in advance."

"Yes, she really loves reading." It was Yun Jin's idea to borrow books, anyway, she couldn't fall behind in her studies.

Now that she's enrolled, she can keep up with the other students.

“I didn’t pay attention before, and I thought she didn’t want to study.” Li Aiguo felt that he was a failure as the eldest brother.

"That's how sensible children are; she doesn't want to put you in a difficult position." Yun Jin encouraged Li Aimei to go to school because she felt sorry for her.

Anyway, the college entrance examination will be reinstated soon. If she goes to school, she will be among the first batch of students to take the exam. As long as she passes, she will be a college student and guaranteed a job. Her life will be much better than her current idle life.

Li Aiguo nodded, praising Li Aimei all the way, showing that he genuinely cared for his younger sister.

No wonder that in the original novel, he was willing to introduce his younger sister to He Tingchuan, only to be rejected in the end.

He Tingchuan probably doesn't want to eat the grass near his own nest.

In the end, he was still won over by that scheming woman, Feng Qianqian.

Yun Jin felt disgusted at the thought of Feng Qianqian.

Fortunately, he has been sent to a labor camp in the Northwest. He must be crying his eyes out right now!

Indeed, the desolation of the Northwest, with its layers of loess plateaus, gave people the feeling that they could never escape it in their lifetime, which almost made Feng Qianqian contemplate suicide.

The thought of finally being reborn made me realize that I could not just die like this.

She was unconvinced and unwilling to accept it.

It's only five years. Just bear with it, endure it, and you'll be able to go back someday.

The days ahead will be great!

Feng Qianqian would never admit defeat. Even if she died from exhaustion and hunger, she would stay alive to go back and take revenge on that bitch.

Thinking of this, he gripped the plow rope tightly against his thin, frail shoulders, gritted his teeth, and turned his resentment into strength. He worked like an ox or a horse to cultivate the wasteland, reformed himself through labor, and strived to return home as soon as possible.

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