Chapter 41
Han Shuo was already troubled enough by the unplanned pregnancy, but Meng Yuxiu's words hit him like a ton of bricks, making his vision go black.
Unfortunately, he simply didn't have the energy to utter any more curses, because he had already said all the most offensive things.
Meng Yuxiu swallowed nervously and said, "I'm just guessing, it might not be accurate."
Seeing that Han Shuo didn't speak, but just gritted his teeth and stared intently at her.
Meng Yuxiu said guiltily, "I went to ask Pan Xiaodong about the firecrackers, and then told him we had to leave first. You can sit here for a while, I'll be right back."
After saying that, he quickly ran out of the house.
Listening to the sounds of eating and drinking outside, and the clattering of bowls and chopsticks, Han Shuo sat alone in the room and felt a profound sense of despair.
Back when he was in middle school in the 21st century, his neighbors and relatives all knew he was playful, so they would occasionally make a joke. One of them was: "Han Shuo, don't get a girl pregnant, or her father will come knocking on your door and give you a piece of his mind."
At the time, Han Shuo felt that although he was playful, he still had his bottom line and would not do something so outrageous.
However, today, when he thought of that sentence again, he felt like crying. He never imagined that such a joke, which contained a moral lesson, could actually be applied to him today, only the victim had changed.
Han Shuo became increasingly anxious, especially since Meng Yuxiu had returned.
Now, whenever he sees Meng Yuxiu, it's like seeing the big, walking culprit who got him pregnant; he feels like rushing up and beating him up.
Meng Yuxiu sensed the murderous intent in Han Shuo's eyes, but at this moment he was indeed lacking in confidence. Furthermore, he suspected that Han Shuo might actually be pregnant, so as long as Han Shuo could vent his anger, he would accept being beaten to a pulp.
He steeled himself, facing the blazing light in Han Shuo's eyes, and cautiously walked over. When he reached Han Shuo's chair, he squatted down.
Then he touched Han Shuo's slightly cool hand, thankfully Han Shuo didn't elbow him.
So he whispered, "I asked Pan Xiaodong, and he said he'd give us the firecracker casings. I told him we had something urgent to attend to and had to leave. But Pan Xiaodong said we should wait a little longer, that he'd come and toast our table after he finished toasting the teachers' table..."
In fact, when Han Shuo first learned that he could get pregnant, he was very anxious and worried that if he delayed even a second, he would get pregnant.
But after Meng Yuxiu told him that he might be pregnant, he felt fear and was afraid to move his legs.
Han Shuo frowned in annoyance and clicked his tongue heavily. "Fine, a little more time won't make a difference. I might as well eat my fill before leaving, so I don't find out I'm really pregnant later and then lose my appetite."
Han Shuo stood up and walked towards the door, and Meng Yuxiu immediately followed.
The people eating at the wedding banquet in the courtyard didn't know why Han Shuo had rushed into the house. When they saw him come out with a pale face, everyone at the table turned around to show their concern.
Why did you go to Han Shuo's place?
"You don't look too good."
"Meng Yuxiu, did you and Han Shuo have a falling out?"
Pan Xiaodong invited all of his close friends from Class 7 today, and all of them were Han Shuo's roommates.
Han Shuo had been studying at the school for a semester and had never really looked at their faces. But after today's commotion, when he returned to his seat, everyone in Class 7's dormitory turned to him with concern.
At the same time, Han Shuo also noticed the red mole on each of their earlobes.
At that moment, Han Shuo remembered everything.
No wonder that during the autumn harvest, when Meng Yuxiu came to visit, his brother Han Hong absolutely refused to let him stay overnight. No wonder when he and Meng Yuxiu stayed in the dormitory on weekends, the school gatekeeper kept reminding them not to share a room. No wonder every time Meng Yuxiu returned to Class 7's dormitory, everyone there would wail and make a ruckus.
So, in his brother's eyes, Meng Yuxiu's behavior was like sleeping with a virgin. So, in the gatekeeper's eyes, the two of them were just engaging in premarital sex. So, everyone in the dorm was a virgin; in their eyes, Meng Yuxiu was no different from someone who had entered a girls' dormitory.
But it was too late, and Han Shuo could only shed tears silently in his heart.
He didn't respond to his classmates' greetings, and simply sat back down on the stool with a sullen face.
Meng Yuxiu didn't dare to say much, and could only sit to the side, glancing nervously at Han Shuo's ashen face.
Seeing that Han Shuo was in a very bad mood, Doufu, who was next to Han Shuo, asked Meng Yuxiu, "What's wrong with him?"
Meng Yuxiu glanced at Han Shuo discreetly, then shook his head at Doufu and said, "It's nothing..."
"oh."
Han Shuo sighed heavily, picked up his chopsticks to continue eating, but looking at the table full of meat and fish, he had no appetite at all.
Meng Yuxiu was equally distracted. His eyes kept glancing at Han Shuo's lower abdomen. Whether it was psychological or not, he subconsciously felt as if there was a life inside Han Shuo's flat stomach, a life that he and Han Shuo had created together.
Thinking about this, his feelings became particularly complex and complicated.
He leaned closer and asked Han Shuo, "What would you like to eat? I'll get it for you."
Han Shuo was in no mood to talk to anyone right now, so he casually said, "Eat it yourself."
But Meng Yuxiu seemed deaf.
When he first came to the wedding banquet, he was a little reserved. But now he can not only stand up, but also stand up and carefully observe which dish on the table looks the best, and he can even stretch out his arm to the other side of the table to pick up a pork knuckle.
Even though the whole braised pork knuckle was on the plate, Meng Yuxiu shamelessly used two chopsticks to pry it apart, then picked up a large piece of meat and put it into Han Shuo's bowl.
Han Shuo, however, didn't appreciate the gesture. His face darkened further, and he glared at Meng Yuxiu, demanding, "What are you doing?"
Meng Yuxiu said softly, "I'll put some food on your plate."
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Meng Yuxiu was momentarily stunned.
What Meng Yuxiu didn't know was how abrupt and strange his behavior seemed to Han Shuo at that moment.
There was nothing he could do; he had been a little reserved when he and Han Shuo first came to the wedding banquet. But now, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and was taking care of her as if she were his pregnant wife.
Han Shuo felt a tightness in his chest, but out of pride, he could only grit his teeth and whisper fiercely, "You, you fucking did I...?"
"What about you?"
Han Shuo's teeth were chattering, and he could barely speak, "Do you think I'm pregnant?!"
"..." Meng Yuxiu glanced at Han Shuo's unpleasant expression, then guiltily glanced at a dish of food. "I didn't..."
Only after hearing Han Shuo's words did Meng Yuxiu realize the meaning behind his subtle feelings just now.
That's exactly how a husband feels when he finds out his wife is pregnant, but he certainly wouldn't dare admit it, since Han Shuo is currently in the eye of the storm.
He quickly grabbed his chopsticks and pretended to eat naturally.
Han Shuo couldn't lash out in front of everyone in the courtyard, so he could only swallow his frustration.
However, Meng Yuxiu's behavior was noticed by the students at the table, who, unaware of the truth, kept making envious and teasing noises.
Han Shuo sullenly gripped his chopsticks, turned the meat in his bowl over, glanced at the people at the table with a blank expression, and then looked away.
However, the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes wide as if he had seen something, and then he hurriedly stared at it.
That's right, he was looking at Jiang Xiaowen. When he saw that the effeminate Jiang Xiaowen didn't have any red moles on her earlobes, he became excited.
He grabbed Meng Yuxiu's arm violently, his hand trembling as he pointed at Jiang Xiaowen with his chopsticks, "Holy crap! He doesn't have a mole!"
"What?" Meng Yuxiu followed the direction of Han Shuo's chopsticks and looked at Jiang Xiaowen.
Jiang Xiaowen was completely bewildered by their stares.
"I said he doesn't have a red mole! Damn! Ugh..." Han Shuo couldn't explain it to Meng Yuxiu, this outsider, so he hurriedly turned to pull Doufu, who was engrossed in eating.
The effeminate Jiang Xiaowen had no red mole, and given that he had previously sent love letters to Meng Yuxiu, a glimmer of hope suddenly popped into Han Shuo's chaotic mind. He seriously suspected that it was all just a joke.
"What are you doing?" Doufu was being grabbed by the arm by Han Shuo, the grip so tight that his arm ached.
"Quick, quick!" Han Shuo exclaimed excitedly, his words tumbling out incoherently. "Look, Jiang Xiaowen doesn't have it!"
"No red mole!" Han Shuo almost grinned out loud.
However, Doufu's next words made Han Shuo's face fall. "He didn't have a red mole to begin with."
"Why?"
Tofu said, "Because he's the top!"
"What?!" Han Shuo didn't react immediately. "Public?"
Doufu thought Han Shuo was acting like an idiot today, and was even addicted to pretending, so he pouted and said, "A guy without a red mole is a top, right?"
Han Shuo's lips twitched violently. "What's that red birthmark called? Mother?"
"I'll accept it."
Han Shuo's head buzzed again; he understood. He said angrily, "Damn it! Even guys with penises can be divided into different classes! Does that mean bottoms are destined to be forever barred from women?!"
Doufu asked, puzzled, "What? You want to marry a woman? What about Meng Yuxiu?"
Han Shuo gritted his teeth and said, "This isn't about whether I want to marry a woman or not. I just want to say, if you can only marry a man, what's the point of having that thing? Just for decoration?!"
Although Doufu couldn't understand why Han Shuo was so emotional, he patiently explained, "It's not that he can't marry a woman, it's just that very few women are willing to marry a submissive."
"Why?"
Tofu said, "I heard my dad say that there was a time when a bottom married a girl. At first, they lived a good life, but later the girl couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to divorce the bottom."
"Why?"
Doufu seemed to be thinking of something funny but couldn't bring himself to say it. He leaned closer to Han Shuo, covered his mouth, and chuckled, "Because the 'bottom' is different, you know, that part... cough cough... and then the girl said she was so annoyed, that she was always helping him with his 'poop,' and that she was almost getting tendonitis. She said she was a wife but had to play the role of a husband, and that it was exhausting, hehehehehe..."
Tofu chuckled, and Han Shuo's face darkened instantly. He didn't want to hear anything more.
He pounded his chest, which felt like he was about to vomit blood, with his fist. The more enjoyable he felt in the hotel that morning, the more devastated he was now.
At first, he thought it was because Meng Yuxiu's technology had improved, but he never expected that it was actually the unique physique that this world had given him.
Damn! He said that someone who's like a mad dog and only knows how to stick his butt out could possibly develop good kung fu skills in just one or two hours.
Seeing Han Shuo pounding his chest, Meng Yuxiu slowly opened his eyes wide, and something suddenly came to mind.
He asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling nauseous?"
Han Shuo was just struggling to catch his breath when Meng Yuxiu bumped into him.
"I'll throw up on your sister."
"..."
Han Shuo left the wedding banquet in high spirits, but finished it with a dark expression. But it wasn't over yet, because he and Meng Yuxiu still had important business to attend to.
The other guests left with rosy cheeks after the wedding feast, but Meng Yuxiu had to ask Pan Xiaodong for a snakeskin bag and then use fire tongs to pick up the firecracker debris from a row of firecrackers piled up at the door.
Seeing Han Shuo bend down to pick it up, Meng Yuxiu immediately jumped up and hurried over to stop him: "Don't pick it up."
Han Shuo looked up at him.
Meng Yuxiu shuddered again, his eyes darting around as he said, "What I mean is... why don't you go and pack some wedding candy? You can take it back to your nephew."
"Oh." Han Shuo had forgotten about it. He took the bag from Meng Yuxiu and went to Pan Xiaodong's house to pack wedding candies.
We didn't manage to pack many firecrackers; they were mostly just scraps of paper, which probably wouldn't fetch much money. But we had no choice; we desperately needed the money today.
After Meng Yuxiu finished tying up the snakeskin bag, he took the bag back from Han Shuo.
However, getting to the scrap yard required a walk, and after selling the scrap, getting to the hospital required another walk. So, Meng Yuxiu was constantly on edge during this stretch of road, keeping a close eye on Han Shuo.
Han Shuo noticed the furtive look he was getting and asked, somewhat annoyed, "What are you looking at all this time?"
Han Shuo had no idea what this kid was thinking. If he knew that Meng Yuxiu was worried that he would suddenly bleed from his thigh while walking, he probably would have smashed Meng Yuxiu's head in.
"I didn't see anything..." Meng Yuxiu naturally didn't dare to say.
"Hurry up, let's go sell them quickly."
"good."
When they arrived at the scrap yard, Han Shuo didn't go in; instead, he stood outside waiting for Meng Yuxiu to finish selling his items and come out.
A moment later, Meng Yuxiu came out. Han Shuo could tell from his expression that the firecrackers hadn't sold for much, but he still asked, "How much?"
Meng Yuxiu gave a stiff smile. "Octagonal."
"Star anise???" Han Shuo frantically ran his fingers through his hair, then glared at Meng Yuxiu and muttered, "Damn it! What can star anise do?"
Meng Yuxiu said sullenly, "Let's go to the hospital and ask first."
Han Shuo was speechless. "So, in my situation, should I first check if I got pregnant the first time, or should I buy birth control pills for the second time?"
Meng Yuxiu pondered for a few seconds and said, "I think we should get checked first. If the test shows we're not pregnant, then we can buy birth control pills."
"Get your facts straight, brother!" Han Shuo cursed. "Given our circumstances, we can only choose one! If we get tested, we won't have money to buy the medicine! If we buy the medicine, we won't have money for the test, do you understand?! Forget it, forget it, why are we arguing so much? We can barely afford rat poison with just eight cents, let alone birth control pills."
"..."
The hospital was especially crowded during the first month of the lunar year. Fortunately, the money from selling firecracker paper was enough to register. After registering, Meng Yuxiu accompanied Han Shuo to wait in the bustling corridor.
Actually, people of their age and with such different backgrounds are quite eye-catching in a hospital in this era. Patients and nurses passing by can't help but take a second look, and then whisper among themselves.
Especially since they were sitting in the corridor outside the gynecology clinic.
Han Shuo watched as one patient after another walked in, and among them, he finally spotted a man with a large pregnant belly.
Before he saw a pregnant man in this world, he had a vague, unsettling feeling that it wasn't real. Now, after seeing it, he was so flustered that his heart was racing and he was short of breath; he almost collapsed on the bench.
Meanwhile, the high school boy who had just come of age finally experienced what it meant to be at a loss when bringing his girlfriend, who was unexpectedly pregnant, to the hospital.
Seeing Han Shuo like this, he could only whisper comforting him, "Don't be afraid..."
Han Shuo glared at him hatefully, "Shut up!"
Meng Yuxiu kept his mouth shut.
"Han Shuo!"
The doctor called out from the door of the examination room. The moment Han Shuo stood up, his legs went weak, and Meng Yuxiu quickly helped him up.
"Don't help me anymore, I'm going in, you wait outside." Han Shuo secretly cheered himself up, pushed Meng Yuxiu's hand away and walked towards the examination room.
As a result, Meng Yuxiu followed along, carrying his cloth bag full of peach shortbread and wedding candy.
Han Shuo stopped and glared at him, saying, "What are you doing following me?!"
Meng Yuxiu: "I'd like to hear it too."
"Listen to what?!" Han Shuo cursed. "I don't want you standing there saying you're a student and can't get a discount when the doctor asks for the abortion fee!"
"..."
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