Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1099 - 1098: Twins? 1

Chapter 1099: Chapter 1098: Twins? 1

Wang Daniu, hearing this, had nothing to say.

A girl’s youth cannot afford delay, whereas outstanding male comrades, no matter how old they get, indeed never have trouble finding a wife.

Guan Cheng was only twenty by the nominal age, while Wu Lijuan and Wang Lingzhi, like him, started school late and didn’t skip grades like Guan Cheng did; hence, they were already twenty-two years old, which, by current standards, made them considered old maids who really couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

Wang Daniu arrived full of confidence but left full of disappointment.

The difference was that Wu Lijuan was relatively smart. Even if Feng Qingxue rejected the marital proposal, she did not, like Wang Lingzhi, lose her wits and do some unreasonable things.

After Feng Qingxue declined Wang Daniu’s matchmaking attempt, she mentioned it to Guan Cheng and then stopped paying any attention to Wu Lijuan.

The Wanglou Brigade was too busy to handle all its work— who had the time to spare? It was rumored, however, that Wang Lingzhi’s mother had made a scene with Wu Lijuan.

Although everyone discouraged Feng Qingxue from going out to work, she wouldn’t really just idle at home and do nothing; she would also don full gear to help turn and dry wheat grains under the sun, drenched in sweat.

The evenings were quite cool, sometimes necessitating a light blanket or towel quilt, but the daytime was truly blazing hot.

"This year the weather is good. It must be Xibao bringing fortune!" Miao Fengqin sifted at the side of the field, separating the wheat awns and chaff from the grains in the mix. The awns and chaff, being lighter, were blown away with the rising and falling of the winnowing basket, leaving only grains inside.

Having finished turning a large expanse of wheat grains, Feng Qingxue wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Auntie, what does it have to do with Xibao?"

Miao Fengqin glanced at her sideways, "How can it be unrelated? Don’t think I don’t know about your uncle and your Great-Uncle Lu seeking out the blind fortune-teller. I believe it is all thanks to Xibao. How nice is the weather? Look, the wheat harvested from the mountains can be threshed and stored directly without drying. Think about how much labor that saves?"

"It’s not as miraculous as you claim, I think it’s just the grace of heaven. Look how hot it gets during the day, everyone sweating buckets." She sneakily used an outdoor thermometer and discovered that by midday, the temperature had already reached a high of thirty-five to thirty-six degrees Celsius.

"The hotter it is during the day, the better. I wish the sun were even more scorching so the grains could dry with just one turning!" The farmers thought differently from Feng Qingxue. As Miao Fengqin spoke, she glanced a few times at Feng Qingxue’s belly, "Xiaoxue, I remember your pregnancy hasn’t even reached three months, right? When you came back from the Capital, you said it was just over a month. How come your belly looks like it is three to four months along now? It’s already showing."

Showing? Feng Qingxue looked down at her belly.

Recently, she had been so busy that she hadn’t paid much attention to her physical condition. Now that she looked, her lower abdomen was indeed bulging like it normally would at four months of pregnancy. Although not too pronounced, this was very inconsistent with a two-month pregnancy.

She quickly put down the board she used to turn the wheat grains and checked her pulse with her left hand on her right wrist and then with her right hand on her left.

"What’s wrong?" Wang Jiao, who finished turning her batch of wheat grains and walked over, was very curious, "Xiaoxue, not to criticize you, but you’re not an old farmer. Why are you doing this strenuous work and exposing yourself to wind and sun?"

With limited experience, Feng Qingxue’s medical skills couldn’t discern much, but since she was already planning on visiting Wu Zheng tomorrow, she decided to ask him to take her pulse. Given that her belly was showing earlier than expected, it was very likely that she was carrying twins. Feng Qingxue thus withdrew her hands, let her long sleeves fall, and said to Wang Jiao, "Cousin, I’m doing this for your own good, yet you’re not appreciative."

"How is this for my good? I still have to work!" Wang Jiao touched her own belly.