"My mother said that she is a hot girl with a sour son. Seeing how badly Sister Meizi hurts her, she must be pregnant with a son."

"You are not the same, you are also pregnant with a son." Yang Mei replied with a smile.

Yang Jun curled his lips when he heard this.

Is this a business blowback?

Women's vanity is stronger than men's.

Especially married women, they regard the child in their belly as a treasure more than their family, their husband, and their son, especially the newly pregnant women.

Especially the feudal ideas in rural areas, such as 'sour girls' and 'those with pointed bellies are girls, and those with round bellies are boys'. In fact, these have no scientific basis, but they do not rule out people's beautiful imagination of hope.

Especially in an era when manual labor was the mainstay, boys were always the backbone of the family and shouldered the important task of carrying on the family line.

When the topic of children came up, several women chatted non-stop.

Zhao Hongmei imparted her experience to them as a person who had experienced it, talking about her various reactions during pregnancy, and even used her own child as an example in order to verify a certain folk theory.

Even two grown men, Yang Anguo and Liu Zhi, joined the discussion session.

Yang Jun looked at Wang Yuying's face and seemed unhappy. He was afraid that he would get into trouble if he stayed any longer, so he turned around and went back to his own yard.

"Husband, do you want a child?"

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, Yi Qiushui followed him in.

She held Yang Jun's arm, looked at him with a smile on her pretty face and watery eyes.

"let it go."

Yang Jun pinched her pink face and comforted her: "Don't be under any psychological pressure. You can't force this kind of thing."

"I'm not feeling any pressure. I'm just worried that you might be."

When Yang Jun heard this, he deliberately made an exaggerated expression, pointed at himself and said,

"You said I'm under pressure? Are you kidding me? I'm a grown man and I'm not as strong as you, a woman, in my ability to withstand stress?"

Yi Qiushui stared into his eyes, as if she wanted to see his true inner thoughts from his eyes.

"It's okay if not. We've only been married for a few months anyway, so we're not in a hurry."

Yi Qiushui pinched the flesh on his cheeks with both hands, rubbed it, and comforted him softly.

"Yes, we are not in a hurry."

Yang Jun saw that no one was there and licked her hard.

The two didn't want to go to the yard next door to eat dog food, so they hid in the study and read.

It wasn't until more than two hours later that Yang Yu came over and called them to eat.

The banquet was laid out in the courtyard and the food was ready.

Even Ma Juzi and Zhou Miaomiao changed into clean clothes.

Although it is a simple ceremony, there are still necessary rituals.

Yang Anguo set off a firecracker at the door, then ran into the house and shouted, "The auspicious time has come."

Yang Jun temporarily acted as the host and hosted the wedding for them.

He first said a few words of blessing, and then said some words of encouragement for each other in future life.

Then, let them bow to each other and declare the ceremony completed.

Everyone applauded and congratulated.
Chapter completed!