Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1248: The Old Clam Produces a Pearl 3

Chapter 1248: Chapter 1248: The Old Clam Produces a Pearl 3

Not long after the New Year had passed, Tian Ling had reached the three-month mark of her pregnancy.

It was then that the news slowly began to spread, shocking everyone even more than Bai Xue’s pregnancy had.

Bai Xue was young, and it was within reason for her to have a child, after all, even an old man in his eighties could marry a young wife and father children. However, Tian Ling was already 41, and moreover, she hadn’t conceived for many years after losing her son, leading everyone to presume she could no longer bear children.

Bai Xue remembered quite clearly the help Tian Ling had offered her in the beginning and felt very happy for her upon learning of her pregnancy.

"Isn’t Lu Zhaodi cursing you? Sister Tian, try your best to give birth to a son and enrage her to death!" Bai Xue, holding her four-month-old daughter, came over to Feng Qingxue’s house and looked at Tian Ling’s busy figure, "Let’s together curse that Lu Zhaodi to give birth to another daughter."

Although Feng Qingxue had also cursed Lu Zhaodi maliciously, she still said, "Whether it’s a boy or a girl, that is determined at the moment of conception."

What she meant was that a curse wouldn’t turn a boy into a girl, or a girl into a boy. Their current discussion was simply to make themselves feel happy and demonstrated nothing more than the narrow-mindedness of mothers and daughters, lacking any real significance.

Bai Xue pursed her lips, "With someone like Lu Zhaodi, I think she’s destined never to have a son! Even if she had a son, he wouldn’t have an anus! And she dared to push me! If it hadn’t been for my poor fetal position during pregnancy, which required me to rest, I would have torn her mouth apart long ago! But I won’t let her off, just you wait and see, there’s plenty of time."

Feng Qingxue shared her enmity towards Lu Zhaodi—who wouldn’t after she cursed Zhuangzhuang?

The two of them continued to denounce Lu Zhaodi with back-and-forth accusations when suddenly Yang’s mother arrived.

After entering, Yang’s mother first had a chat with Tian Ling, secretly envious to death, before saying to Feng Qingxue, "I told Fengying to take good care of herself, but she and Fang Ning have gone off to perform with the cultural troupe again. I heard they’ve gone to some isolated island now."

"An isolated island? How did they get there? Weren’t they in the Southeast Military Region during New Year’s Day?" asked Feng Qingxue.

Yang’s mother sighed, "They were in the Southeast Military Region on New Year’s Day, but just yesterday I heard from Shang Kun that he received a telegram from Fengying. They’ve started their journey to a little island at sea, where just a few soldiers are stationed. Their group of twenty or thirty people are going to perform for those dozen or so soldiers."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingxue was quite worried about Feng Qingyun, not knowing whether it would be safe.

"Don’t worry, what’s there to worry about? They’re all soldiers, with strict discipline," Yang’s mother, who had been concerned in the past, was no longer worried, "Even though there are few soldiers stationed on the island, they shouldn’t be excluded from enjoying the performances they deserve to see. It’s good to have a dozen soldiers on the island. In the past, when Fengying and her troupe performed, there were occasions with fifty performers for an audience of three soldiers! Now, I’m only worried about one thing—she has been living separately from Shang Kun for a year and a half, and knowing her temperament, I bet she hasn’t been consistent with the medicine you prescribed her. What should we do? When will I be able to hold my grandson?"

The situation with Yang Fengying was quite serious, and Feng Qingxue was unable to determine if there were problems with her ovaries, uterus, or fallopian tubes just by observation and inquiries. Hearing Yang’s mother speak like this, all she could say was that Yang Fengying was conscientious and a good comrade.

Tian Ling, hearing their conversation, quickly made the excuse of needing to wash diapers and slipped away.

It seemed that her pregnancy had truly surprised and made many people envious; she would have to keep a low profile in the future, careful not to touch on others’ sore spots.

Watching Tian Ling’s retreating figure, Yang’s mother whispered, "I’d rather have Fengying not be so dedicated and responsible."

She didn’t dare speak loudly, fearing others would hear and accuse her of being unhappy with the country’s arrangements for Yang Fengying and others’ work, or with the precedent set by Cao Hongzhu, which still loomed as a cautionary tale!

Feng Qingxue understood Yang’s mother’s concerns and offered her a slight smile without continuing the conversation.

Bai Xue, preoccupied with her daughter, did not seem to notice whether she had heard or not.