CHAPTER 485: CHAPTER 16 A HASTY WEDDING

"Weren’t we just talking about an engagement? How did it suddenly turn into a wedding?" Lin Xiaoguai was quite surprised by the words that Zheng Cuicui had specifically come over to say.

"Let’s not talk about that," Zheng Cuicui said bitterly. "That damned girl, I told her to be reserved and not to engage in premarital sex, but what does she do? She goes and gets herself pregnant!"

Lin Xiaoguai was taken aback and then widened her eyes, "You mean... Nuonuo is pregnant?"

Zheng Cuicui nodded her head and whispered, "With this situation, you don’t know how embarrassed I am. If people find out that Nuonuo got pregnant before marriage, how much of a laughingstock will it become? Wanwan, you mustn’t tell anyone."

"What’s the big deal?" Lin Xiaoguai said nonchalantly. "The young couple has been dating for five years and they’re about to get engaged, so what if they’re having a child?" In her opinion, Shaoyou was incredibly determined; he had a girlfriend as beautiful as a flower and only just made his move.

"But what exactly happened? How did it suddenly happen?" She asked curiously.

"It was at a classmate’s wedding that they attended last time. They drank too much and ended up sleeping together." After pausing, Zheng Cuicui complained a bit, "Shaoyou too, he seems so steady, how could he not control himself?"

Lin Xiaoguai gave her a look, "Only a fool would hold back at that moment. They’re both not young anymore; given such an opportunity, if I were Shaoyou, I wouldn’t have missed it either."

"You... you’re getting more and more outspoken, even daring to say such things," Zheng Cuicui chided her.

"Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. Have you notified big sister?"

"I’m just about to go. Oh, it’s getting late, I should leave now. Don’t forget what I’ve asked you to do."

"I know."

For this occasion, Lin Xiaoguai even made a special trip to space, selected dozens of precious materials, and produced two kinds of silk fabrics, "Xue Linen" and "Feisi" in the workshop.

Xue Linen, as the name suggests, is a white fabric, pristine white and flawless, soft and delicate to the touch like baby skin, appearing at first glance as tender as the snowflakes on one’s fingertips.

Feisi is even more magical; it’s a kind of silk as resplendent as flowing red jade, extremely smooth to touch, and from a distance, it looks as if beautifully woven by silk threads.

Xue Linen was used to make the wedding dress, and Feisi for the evening gown, which could not be more perfect.

"Mom, will you make my wedding dress too when I get married?" Watching the gorgeous wedding dress half-made in front of her, Shen Yiqiao’s eyes shined as she looked at Lin Xiaoguai.

"Of course, Mom will give you the best," Lin Xiaoguai said with a smile, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on each of her daughters’ cheeks.

"I’d like to make my own wedding dress when I get married," Shen Yisi said, pursing her lips.

Lin Xiaoguai was startled and then smiled, "Of course, Mom’s precious Sisi will surely be able to."

After the children were born, she found that they had each inherited a bit of her spiritual power talent. Unfortunately, other than Sisi taking an interest in her craft, not to mention the three sons who had no intentions in that direction, even Qiaoqiao was only interested in making handmade soap.

However, to her relief, among the children, Sisi’s spiritual power talent was the best.

Even so, without the system’s assistance, she allowed her to learn only what she was most interested in — sewing and jewelry crafting.

—As for soap making, both sisters had learned it, but it didn’t count as one of her crafts; it was merely an interest that developed.

Of course, Lin Xiaoguai didn’t tell her daughter about the existence of spiritual power but used her own spiritual force to guide her so that she developed the use of spiritual power as an instinct.

—After all, spiritual power couldn’t be cultivated deliberately, so there was no need to inform her.

Being looked at with such encouraging eyes by her mother, Shen Yisi felt a bit embarrassed and said softly, "I will work hard to learn."

She paused, "I will wait to start making wedding dresses until I can do it perfectly."

—She didn’t know that because of what she said today, her future husband would suffer quite a bit.

Because Han Xinyu was getting married, the Han, Shen, and Wan families were all busy. These things are usually handled by women; not to mention the mother of the bride-to-be Zheng Cuicui, Lin Xiaoguai and Han Shouzhen were cheerful, one busy making the wedding dress and the evening gown, the other busy notifying the guests.

However, their good mood was soon disrupted.

"How come he was suddenly hospitalized at this time?" Lin Xiaoguai was somewhat astonished.

"It was just a small cold initially caused by a chill, but who knew it would develop to this stage." Zheng Cuicui sighed.

Han Shouzhen frowned and said, "There’s nothing we can do about it, Dad is getting on in years."