CHAPTER 324: 32465 YEARS

Jiang Xinyu has already adapted to life here, and the children have as well.

On New Year’s Eve, the whole family worked together to prepare lunch, which was exceptionally sumptuous. Just the seafood alone, Jiang Xinyu prepared three dishes.

They are having a joyful New Year here, while Wei Kaiyun is spending it alone at the factory.

Originally, he wanted to go home, but being alone was truly lonely, so he decided to stay on, working through New Year to accumulate leave, hoping that if allowed, he could go pick up Niang San.

Ding Mingqiang invited Wei Kaiyun to his home for dinner on the eve, but was refused. Going to someone else’s house during the New Year wasn’t ideal.

He simply spent the New Year in the canteen with the workers.

Tian Mingyan was distressed seeing Wei Kaiyun speaking in the canteen, wondering if she had not been tempted by Jia Xingzhi and stayed with Wei Kaiyun, would they have had a chance?

Now that contemptible man has found a young girl again, and it seems they’re getting married at New Year. Despite trying not to care about his news, people keep bringing it up to her.

Seeing him sweet-talking the young girl opposite him, Tian Mingyan pursed her lips, thinking that girl was pitiable. Yet she wouldn’t say anything; after all, Jia Xingzhi’s reputation in the textile factory wasn’t a secret. Since the girl was willing, there was no need to be disliked; she might even earn herself a bad reputation.

Suddenly a pregnant female comrade came in, and Tian Mingyan finally realized something was amiss. She had been with Jia Xingzhi for two years, yet why wasn’t she pregnant? His first wife didn’t have kids either; this must be his problem.

With her head lowered eating, Tian Mingyan felt completely disillusioned with men at thirty. Yet living alone was too lonely; having a child would be wonderful.

But to have a child requires a man, and now a few widowers around forty were hovering around her, all with several kids. She wouldn’t be so foolish as to become their labor hand.

For now, she thought, perhaps adopting a child might be a solution.

The more Tian Mingyan thought, the more she felt down; how had life become like this? A straightforward path had turned into such a bumpy ride.

Today Qian Jun was also eating with the workers, while Yao Shimin went home. He had saved up a year’s worth of leave, which allowed him to spend more time at home.

Qian Jun felt especially lonely too. At thirty-one, was it time to settle down? Jiang Xinyu’s image suddenly flashed in his mind. He truly cared about her pregnancy, feeling that regardless if she was deceived or violated, it couldn’t change the fact that she was no longer pure.

But there really wasn’t anyone around him who caught his eye.

He had saved up his vacation days for years now; he could take half a year off consecutively, but what could he do? Where could he go?

Kong Mengjie was already five months pregnant, and Huang Hongwei really cared about her, even willing to be scorned by the entire village for her. He no longer gave Wenhua and the child living expenses, making it impossible to return to the village.

Yet Kong Mengjie had gotten pregnant again, and he had to think about Niang San.

Huang Jianfeng had already brought the children home. No matter what, kids had to spend the New Year at home, and luckily Tiantian was already old enough to watch her younger brother.

Because of the joy, Huang Hongwei not only gave his mother-in-law’s family five pounds of pork but also kept five pounds for his own family, so the children could enjoy it.

"Mengjie, your second brother’s life seems great. When I went to pick up Yu Jing, I saw someone bringing him a big piece of meat."

"His work is good; it’s not surprising people would give him gifts." Kong Mengjie was speechless about her second brother now; if there were really things, didn’t he know to bring some back for Dad and Mom? Sons are still not as thoughtful as daughters.

The meal at Kong Demin’s home on the eve was indeed lavish, with fish, meat, pork, lamb, and even dog meat.

Meng Xiu Fen watched Zheng Xiuxiang devouring meat and wondered if she was pregnant. She was getting older, while Xiuxiang was still young and almost every other day spent time with Kong Demin, yet after such a long time, still no sign?

Judging by her eating, maybe she was pregnant this time?

Now Changjun was over a year and a half old, yet he still wouldn’t speak and seemed a bit dazed, making Meng Xiu Fen extremely worried. She had suspected that the child might have some mental problems.

What would she do in the future? If she indeed gave birth to a fool, how would she face outside opinions?

Now Kong Demin didn’t know, nor did he pay attention to these things. If he indeed found out, what would he do in the future?

Thus, Meng Xiu Fen was urgently hoping Zheng Xiuxiang would have a child, so someone would take care of Changjun in the future. Such is the heart of parents everywhere.

Kong Demin was pleased today, having both sons and daughters and two women accompanying him, feeling like a life winner.

Looking at the table full of rich dishes, he felt his life would only get better.

So he drank, even though drinking alone, he drank too much.

Meng Xiu Fen coaxed Yu Jing to play outside and herself took Changjun out, leaving the house for the two of them.

Kong Demin was very satisfied with Meng Xiu Fen’s conduct.

The entire afternoon, he cuddled young Zheng Xiuxiang without letting go; after dinner when they finished dumplings, she stayed in Meng Xiu Fen’s room.

Pan Xiulan and Shen Jian Country were having dinner at the Shen Family’s house. They had been married for over four months, and Mrs. Shen was pleased watching her daughter-in-law eat heartily, knowing that she was three months pregnant and she herself would have a grandson.

Shen Jian Country kept smiling too, knowing that he would become a father. He saw Pan Xiulan was different from when they married; before, two pieces of meat were enough for her, but now she was eating five or six. Seeing no more in her bowl, he added another piece for her.

"Thank you, I just want to eat meat."

Mrs. Shen laughed, saying, "Eat as much as you want. We still have more; tomorrow let your Dad buy more for you. Eat to your heart’s satisfaction."

Pan Xiulan thanked her in-laws with a smile, feeling pleased to have conceived so early; she would become a mother.

Song Qingqing was not as fortunate as Pan Xiulan; she was also pregnant, three months too, but couldn’t eat anything, not to mention meat, even plain buns without any flavor.

Zhou Zhaodong was very worried, yet it being New Year, there was nothing to be done. A few days ago, everything was fine; why had things changed today?

Mrs. Zhou was quite sympathetic to her daughter-in-law, having experienced similar during her pregnancy, unable to eat anything initially, improving only after six months; she understood well how that felt.