Chapter 1248 - 1220: A Particularly Valued Solution

Chapter 1248: Chapter 1220: A Particularly Valued Solution

In a blink, Qian has been pregnant for 5 months, and her belly is visibly showing. Although she still has no pregnancy symptoms and can eat and sleep well, what worries her is that the baby has yet to move.

Liumei’s baby is already kicking and punching inside Liumei’s belly, so why isn’t hers moving?

The check-up results also said that all indicators are normal, but Qian still feels uneasy. Why is her current experience so different from her previous life?

She had severe pregnancy reactions in her past life, yet she has nothing now. She eats, sleeps, and feels great, while her past self’s baby seemed to move very early. The current motionless state is different.

She’s a bit anxious, but Qian’s mom is even more so. She calls Qian almost every day to check on her, even secretly seeking folk remedies. Last time, she brought Qian a suspicious packet of unknown powder, suggesting she soak it in water and drink. Though Qian agreed reluctantly, she swiftly threw it away. Who wants to drink that stuff!

She hasn’t forgotten the time she was tricked into drinking coffin water as a child.

That day, Qian’s mom called again, her excitement audible even over the phone.

"Qian’er, tomorrow ask Minglang to bring you home. We’ve organized a lecture on female virtues; come and listen."

"Female... What?!?" Qian thought she had heard wrong.

This is from where? Isn’t Qing already extinct?

"It’s a lecture on female virtues! Mom pulled some strings to get you a ticket. You don’t know, this lecture is extremely famous across the country, tickets are hard to get! I had someone calculate for you two days ago. I was wondering why the baby in your belly hasn’t moved yet. The master said it’s because the child was too mischievous in the past life, reincarnating to torment the parents. To avert disaster, you should listen to some Buddhist chants or hymns during pregnancy; otherwise, he will become a little devil making everyone’s life difficult! He also recommended listening to the female virtues lecture to dispel karma..."

"Oh, is that so? Mom, where did you get this calculated? I’ll take Liumei there tomorrow." Qian suppressed her anger, pretending to be calm as she asked.

As soon as Qian’s mom heard her interest, she detailed the fortune-teller’s address. Qian noted it down.

When Yu Minglang returned home in the evening, he saw Qian with a sour face, radiating an unpleasant aura. His first reaction was to ponder, but something was off. His wife wasn’t lecturing today, so she hadn’t crossed paths with that green-tea guy, Nong Yao, and Qio Yu Xuan was abroad. No one who could upset Qian was around, she shouldn’t have reacted like this.

Yu Minglang pointed at the dog gnawing a sausage, "Did you upset mama? You’re being punished tonight by not having boiled ribs!"

Boxers! The dog lies at home, and trouble descends from heaven!

The sausage fell from the dog’s mouth, eyes filled with grievance.

What did it do? Why can’t it eat ribs!

"It’s not the dog, don’t take it out on him." Qian said irritably.

"Okay, then I’ll go stew some ribs for you." Yu Minglang didn’t dare ask. Recently, he has been treating Qian like a precious jewel, fearing his words would hit her sore spot. He feels her mood post-pregnancy is as if she’s been injected with adrenaline, mostly happy but she could explode in a fit if upset. This might be due to hormonal changes during pregnancy since her demeanor isn’t as restrained as before; her temper is evident.

"Come back here! Do you have time tomorrow?"

"Uh... I have a meeting tomorrow. Do you have any instructions, ma’am?"

"Find me a few tough guys; I’m going to raid the place! Outrageous!"

She’s been simmering all afternoon. Imagine her baby yet to be born, already labeled mischievous. Dare say the baby is reincarnated to torment parents! She’s itching to go back and beat up the con artist who duped her mother, curse the child; such people shouldn’t be left alive!

Yu Minglang, hearing the story retold, was equally incensed.

"This sounds exactly like a hustler’s nonsense! Buddhist chants are from Buddha, hymns from the Christian God, they’re not even the same system. Having the child hear them all, aren’t you afraid they’ll clash? Clearly a con!"

No matter how high one’s intelligence, they are parents at heart. What parent could stand someone cursing their child?

"Watch me go back and raid the con artist’s den. I’m going to teach these money-grabbing thugs a lesson. Fill me with capable ones, I’ll smash the place once I’m done! Let him dupe my ignorant housewife mother, I’ll have him spit out all the money he swindled!"

Usually Yu Minglang disapproves of Qian’s impulsiveness, but he couldn’t handle it this time. If not for being tied up with duties, he’d have gone personally with Qian.

"No need to find, already available. Our Big Dragon is on leave tomorrow, just right for a matching test. Let him go with you. If he doesn’t beat the chatterbox to a pulp, I’ll give him an extra meal when I get back!"

This couple, readying for action, Yu Minglang quickly summoned Big Dragon, who hurried over.

When he learned that his brother-in-law wants him to fight alongside his sister tomorrow, Big Dragon was thrilled.

"I’m happy to take this job. Leave it to me, brother-in-law. Dare curse my little nephew, let me thrash him!"

"Go! Combating feudal superstition is our unshirkable duty!" Yu Minglang shouted resolutely, and in reflex, Big Dragon stood at attention.

"Mission guaranteed!"

This fortune-telling charlatan was bound to be unlucky, messing with the wrong pregnant noble lady, daring to mention her precious unborn child. No wonder Yu Minglang and Qian were furious.

Not only dispatching Big Dragon as the leading vanguard but Yu Minglang also summoned some people from Q City’s side for Qian, this fire must not be suppressed.

These people were eager to vent their anger, which Qian’s mom was unaware of.

Upon learning her son and daughter were coming home together, she was overjoyed, waiting early at the community gate.

Stepping into the house, Qian saw her mom dressed in traditional Chinese attire, her curly hair straightened, short hair clung to her chubby head accentuating her rounder face; coupled with that fiery red attire, it was rather amusing.

"Mom, isn’t your neck getting pinched?" Qian felt her mom’s chubby flesh squeezed by the traditional standing collar’s little buttons, playing some ancient style.

"It’s not to accompany you listening to the lecture, I thought dressing antiquely would avoid standing out." Qian’s mom adjusted her clothes, glancing at her daughter and son with satisfaction.

Big Dragon had slimmed down considerably, looking sturdy. Though toiled under his brother-in-law, he emerged with a previously unseen heroic aura, which was quite nice.

The daughter’s belly had noticeably grown too. Qian’s mom, self-proclaimed life winner, couldn’t tolerate blemishes in her peaceful life, fretting over her grandson still showing no fetal movement, started seeking methods randomly. Thus, she particularly valued the "master’s" suggested "solution".