There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Zheng Xinyue smiled. The second sister-in-law was a real person and she took it seriously even when teasing her. ♦✎

"Do we still have any potatoes?"

Li Xiuqin suddenly said, remembering that the potatoes harvested last autumn were only more than 200 kilograms. It took almost a year, so they should have been eaten up long ago.

The smile on Zheng Xinyue's face froze. This was what she was most afraid of. She had been very careful, but she was still discovered by her sister-in-law.

"What? You want our family to stop eating, don't you? Well, since you don't want to eat, don't eat today to save food for the children."

Gao Guilan's eyes widened and she threw the towel in her hand heavily into the basin. This eldest daughter-in-law was the worst of all, she was too arrogant and secretly planned the family's food?

"Mom, I just care. Don't let me eat. I'm going to vomit."

When Li Xiuqin heard this, she became anxious and hurriedly came over to comfort her mother-in-law. Halfway through her words, her heart began to pound. She squatted by the swill bucket and retched, with tears streaming down her face.

"Sister-in-law, is she suffering from heat stroke?"

Zheng Xinyue asked her mother worriedly when she saw her appearance. It was so hot that she would break out into a sweat even if she was hiding in the house at over 30 degrees, let alone working in the fields.

Therefore, people in the village often suffer from heat stroke, and their symptoms are vomiting, pale face, and general weakness.

"Boss wife, when did you come?"

Gao Guilan frowned and stared at Li Xiuqin. The women were rubbing hemp rope under the shade of the trees this morning. It was not as hot as every day, so the possibility of heat stroke was unlikely. She thought of another reason.

"I haven't been here for more than two months."

Li Xiuqin finally stopped feeling nauseous. When her mother-in-law asked her, she thought about it carefully. She had vomited once before, but she was fighting and getting angry with Jackie Chan at that time, so she thought it was because of her anger and didn't take it seriously.

"Is sister-in-law pregnant?"

Li Xiuli patted Li Xiuqin's back and asked her concernedly.

"I don't know! It's kind of like that."

Li Xiuqin shook her head with a pale face. She was not sure. She had heard that several wives in the village did not come because they were hungry. But later they found out that this was not the case. It was embarrassing to be called lazy.

Having a new child is a happy event, and Gao Guilan also likes a prosperous population. In rural areas, having many children is a treasure.

It’s not like her family can’t afford to feed her now, and it will be fine if she has ten or eight more babies.

"Go to the city to check it out tomorrow."

Gao Guilan said with a smile on her face, and she didn't hesitate to delay half of the work. As long as she was sure that the eldest daughter-in-law was pregnant, she could do some light work when arranging work in the future.

"Eh."

Li Xiuqin was a little frightened by the sudden concern of her mother-in-law. She happily agreed and looked at her cousin. She had been flourishing since she married into Lao Zheng's family and gave birth to three children in a row. Now she is pregnant again. Xiuli only has two children, and there has been no movement in the past two years. She has found someone who can suppress her, and her eyes flash with satisfaction.

Because Li Xiuqin was suspected of being pregnant, Gao Guilan made an exception and gave her half an extra potato cake and half a bowl of egg custard during lunch.

Zheng Xinyue's potato cakes are very delicious. They are fried on both sides until they are browned. The outside is crispy and the inside is soft. It is full of flavor when you bite it, and the more you chew, the more delicious it gets.

Li Xiuqin happily ate pancakes and drank egg custard, thinking that when Jackie Chan came back and told him the good news of her pregnancy, he would be happy and would not ignore her with a cold face again.

"Dad, give me a letter of introduction tomorrow. The herbs in the yard are enough to be sold once. I plan to go to the city's medicinal materials company to sell them."