Reborn as an Ugly Wife in the Countryside

Chapter 1820: Chapter 1822: Still Not Pregnant This Month

Yang Ming was afraid his wife might misunderstand and think someone in the family had ulterior motives, so he spoke up as soon as he entered the room, "Honey, don’t overthink it, no one in the family has ulterior motives."

Xiaoxiao chuckled, she could see clearly, her big brother was a straightforward person, one could even say he’s kind of simple. A person like him having ulterior motives is difficult, unless he married a malicious wife, which could indeed be a possibility, but big brother’s wife isn’t that kind of person.

So Xiaoxiao was quite reassured, "I know, no one in the family has ulterior motives, and even if they did, it wouldn’t matter. You know me, I have plenty of ways to handle it."

As she spoke, Xiaoxiao playfully waved her little fist in front of Yang Ming.

Watching his wife like this, Yang Ming reached out and grabbed her fist, "Yes, yes, yes, my wife has the best ways."

"That’s right."

Having said that, Xiaoxiao went off to tidy up.

Yang Ming sat at the table reading a book.

After freshening up, Xiaoxiao went to the kang to play with Little Liufu.

As she played with Little Liufu, she was also thinking.

This way, everyone in the family had their arrangements, no one was left out. She felt she was still managing the family well enough.

The eldest brother manages the mountain, the second brother the fish pond, the fourth brother the shop, Yang Qiu manages the workshop, Yang Xia was given a Grand Theater, so even if everyone had ideas later on, dividing it like this wouldn’t be a bad idea. By then, perhaps Yang Ming would gain fame and become an official, and maybe she would become an official’s wife, haha.

For now, though, the family still needed her support for a while, letting go quickly might be a bit difficult!

She touched her belly, still no movement, feeling a bit disappointed.

"Honey."

Yang Ming was sitting at the table reading, then heard his wife’s disappointed tone and asked, "Honey, what’s wrong?"

With a gloomy face, Xiaoxiao said, "Honey, I got my period again, I didn’t get pregnant this month either."

Yang Ming put down the book, walked to the kang, climbed on it, took his wife’s hand, and comforted her, "Honey, it’s okay if there are no children, as long as I have you and Little Liufu, the three of us can live like this."

Xiaoxiao didn’t speak, but lowered her head, biting her lip. Although the three of them could live like this, and she could care less about the world’s judgments, she and Yang Ming loved each other so much that she truly wanted a child of their own.

Seeing his wife so persistent about this, Yang Ming felt heartache. He gently held her face, "Honey, let’s just go with the flow. If it’s meant to be, it will be. If not, don’t force it. Don’t take those medicines anymore, let’s not think about it. Maybe when a child wants to come, they will. If you’re always downcast, it affects your mood, and maybe the child won’t come because they don’t want a moody mother."

He finished by planting a kiss on his wife’s lips.

Reminded by Yang Ming, Xiaoxiao let go of the worry. Yang Ming was right; if it’s meant to be, it will be. If not, don’t force it. Stressing over this day in and day out isn’t good for a child’s conception.

"Okay, then let’s go with the flow. So long as you don’t blame me for not being able to have children."

"I don’t blame you, I don’t blame you, having you is enough." Indeed, having her was enough; this was his greatest fortune.

Yang Ming said as he took his wife’s hand, "Hurry and get into bed, you’ve got your period, don’t catch a cold, does your stomach hurt?"