Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback

"She cheered herself up, thankfully, the little one in her belly is quite well-behaved, not causing her too much trouble, especially within the system. After every hour passes, she would take a pill given by the system, and her spirits have been good without any discomfort.

When Jian Zhiqing came back, Qin Xiangnuan was impatient to know how things had progressed on his end.

"How was it? Was it fun?"

"There was nothing fun," Jian Zhiqing pinched her face, which remained as fair and pretty as ever, "This child is getting prettier as she grows. It's said that little girls bring up their mothers, so I guess, with the baby in your belly, it should be two little girls, right?"

Qin Xiangnuan pinched the flesh on Jian Zhiqing's waist.

"Alright," Jian Zhiqing slapped her face gently, "Don't rush, I'll tell you."

"Tell me," Qin Xiangnuan pursed her lips, feeling really resentful towards these two little devils. Why hasn't the time come for delivery yet, preventing her from joining in on the fun.

"What's the rush?" Jian Zhiqing, seeing Qin Xiangnuan's aggrieved look, knew she felt wronged and comforted her, smoothing her ruffled feathers, "There's plenty of time. If you didn't see it this time, there will be next time. The regiment commander is very satisfied with this event. It not only fostered military-civil friendship but also added a lot of color to the troop's life, and it also solved many people's single lives. They carried out exercises, various trainings, and performed all kinds of talents, and afterwards, they even exchanged gifts and left contact information, and of course, quite a few pairs were matched."

In the future, the regiment commander decided that activities like this one should be held at least once every three months, giving these unmarried male and female comrades more opportunities.

Qin Xiangnuan thought it all sounded quite lively, too bad she couldn't join. She was keen, but lacked the nerve, although she knew that even if she went, it wouldn't affect anything. She would just eat, drink, play, and watch, but others might not think so. Her belly was now so big, carrying twins no less, and Jian Zhiqing wasn't young either. Originally, there were a lot of idle gossips about him, and now everyone was waiting for the babies in her belly.

So, it's better to be quiet, she thought, and dedicated herself to get those dozen sets of clothes done, which brought in tens of thousands Yuan, and she also had to lay a good foundation for the little ones inside her, considering their food, clothing, housing, transportation, and future prospects.

In the past, she didn't have the ability, and lived a subdued life all her lifetime, but not in this life. She wanted her children to stand taller and firmer than others, with an earlier starting line, and of course, they must not be spoiled, like the two Qin Xiangmei gave birth to. If they really turned out to have such a temperament, she would discipline them till they were straight.

Because she was always in the system, using the time difference to make clothes, Qin Xiangnuan really felt time passed slowly. Three months were hard to endure, especially with her belly carrying two babies. As for her speed of making clothes, it didn't change because she focused entirely on it, and thus her movements were very fast. By the time close to two months had passed, the dozen sets of clothes were ready, all styled in a loose fashion that was going to be popular, boldly yet attractively colored, with her unique, exquisitely beautiful embroidery, many of which were lost techniques.

She stored these clothes at home first, planning to distribute them after a few more months, so that no one would think her clothes simply fell from the sky. Haste makes waste, after all, and slow work yields fine products.

People always say that twins, like the ones Qin Xiangnuan is carrying, often come prematurely, but that wasn't the case for her. It has been over nine months, yet there were no signs of labor. Perhaps she was too well-nourished; other than having trouble moving about, she didn't really feel anything unusual.

Granny Lu had given birth to several children and thus had experience. There were no current medical conditions back then; women gave birth at home with a midwife's help. Before labor, they were still working in the fields, so she didn't let Qin Xiangnuan just eat and sleep. After all, this was her first birth and twins at that; she was encouraged to move around more to make birth easier.

Although Qin Xiangnuan had never given birth in her past life, she was aware of these things, and whenever she was free, Jian Zhiqing would accompany her for walks in the park. Despite her large belly, her legs and feet were not swollen, and sometimes she could even walk with a breeze.

As soon as Dong Sheng saw Qin Xiangnuan sitting in the courtyard, he seemed to always have things to say recently but found it difficult to speak.

"Is there something on your mind, cousin?"

Qin Xiangnuan lifted her face; she had already been paying attention to these things. She put her pen down, ready to properly talk with Dong Sheng, "Cousin, I am not an outsider. We are family. Just tell me directly; no need for such awkwardness."

Dong Sheng scratched his head, "Actually, it's nothing big. I just feel embarrassed troubling you. After all, I owe you a lot." Taking him out of his hometown, providing him with food and shelter, even transferring the small restaurant to his name, he remembered it all. It was a debt of kindness he would have to repay; how could he be so brazen to keep asking for more.

"Cousin, do you regard me as an outsider?"

Qin Xiangnuan sighed softly; she understood that Dong Sheng was like her former self, keeping every bit of kindness received in his heart, fearing that it couldn't be repaid, and worried about troubling others.

"Come and sit down," Qin Xiangnuan pointed to the seat opposite her, "Sit, let's have a good talk. Otherwise, if I go into labor, I won't have much time afterwards; it will all be given to these two little ones."

Dong Sheng hesitated a bit, unsure whether to sit down or not, but eventually he did, placing his hands on his knees without speaking, looking quite nervous and agitated.

Qin Xiangnuan tidied up the papers and pens on the table and put away the books, then she poured a cup of flower water for Dong Sheng and placed it in front of him.

"Thank you," Dong Sheng took it, holding the cup in his hands, but didn't drink.

"Uh, Nuannuan..." his face reddened as he finally mustered up the courage to speak, enduring the heat on his face. Otherwise, the awkwardness of staring at each other wouldn't do.

"Mhm," Qin Xiangnuan's fingers rested on the cup on the table, smiling encouragingly; that's right, take your time, there's no need to rush.

Dong Sheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his voice becoming coherent and no longer stammered. These months of practice had apparently been quite significant for him, especially after meeting all kinds of people; he became bolder and broadened his horizons.

"Nuannuan, what do you think about changing up the restaurant?"