However, what could he do? He and Yi Qiushui didn't take any measures. They were in good health, but they just couldn't get pregnant.

Sometimes, he even wondered whether a genetic mutation occurred during the time travel, causing him to be infertile.

He once secretly went to the hospital for a check-up and found that there was nothing wrong with his body.

But when he thought about it carefully, he realized that the problem might be with Yi Qiushui, but he didn't dare to mention it to her. After all, he had just been married for half a year, and he couldn't be in such a hurry to have a child. If he spoke rashly, it would hurt Yi Qiushui's heart.

Therefore, he thought he would wait two years before talking.

"Aunt Guo, do you want me to take Qiushui back to your place for a few meals of noodles or dumplings?" Yang Jun suddenly asked.

There is a custom in the countryside: if you want a son, you eat dumplings, and if you want a daughter, you eat noodles.

Before, Aunt Guo had cooked it herself for Yi Qiushui to eat.

When Aunt Guo heard this, she rolled her eyes and said,

"Come on, don't make excuses for eating and drinking. These days, landlords don't have much food left."

Yang Jun: "..."

After about an hour, Yang Jun and Aunt Guo prepared a banquet and came out.

It happened that at this time, the big leaders came out of the study.

At Aunt Guo's greeting, a group of old killers began to sit down.

Drinks were included, and with the table full of food, a group of people toasted each other loudly, and the sound could be heard by everyone in the courtyard.

As a junior, Yang Jun was responsible for serving tea and pouring wine, but he was not allowed to do much work. The senior leaders thought it was troublesome to drink from cups, so they simply drank from a wine jar each.

Seeing them drinking freely, Yang Jun felt sorry for his daughter Hong, who had lived for thirty-five years.

Uncle Guo is right.
Chapter completed!