I made a fortune by marrying a sickly woman!

Cuihua Hutong.

Song Jin frowned slightly, "Is this news true?"

"It's true."

Old Man Hong received the news from the government office, "I'll have to trouble Madam to prepare the luggage for the young master."

"okay, I get it."

Song Jin began to think about what to bring for Qin Chi.

It was late at night when Qin Chi returned home from the government office.

Qin Ba and Lao Huo stayed behind to watch and supervise the officers loading the trucks to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the opportunity to pass inferior goods off as good ones.

Song Jin has already packed luggage for Qin Chi.

Several sets of clothes, shoes, socks, pills, etc., and some food for the journey. Song Jin guessed that Qin Chi would not bring a lot of things, so he did not prepare much.

Only one large box cage was put down.

Qin Chi was too busy to return home that night.

There was a lot of work at the government office and I couldn't find time to go home.

The next day, the sky was gray.

Song Jin took some things to the yamen to find Qin Chi. When he went there, he saw Qin Chi's busy figure. There were horse-drawn carriages parked in front of the yamen, full of disaster relief supplies.

Old Huo on the side reminded Qin Chi in a low voice: "Sir, the lady is here."

Qin Chi followed Lao Huo's gaze.

Sure enough, Song Jin got off the carriage, wearing a veil hat on her head and simple clothes.

Qin Chi was delighted and strode over, "Madam!"

"Master."

Song Jin saw Qin Chi's slightly haggard face and asked, "Didn't you get a night's rest?"

"Time is too tight, I have to keep an eye on it."

Qin Chi originally wanted to rest in the carriage on the road.

Song Jin pulled Qin Chi onto the carriage again and took out the prepared food box. Qin Chi knew it was breakfast for him as soon as he saw it. He sat down, picked up a meat bun and stuffed it into Song Jin's hand.

"My wife, please eat with me." Qin Chi said with a smile.

Song Jin asked, "How long will it take for my husband to be gone this time?"

"It can take as little as four or five months, or as much as a year."

According to Qin Chi's estimation, after the disaster relief work is completed, he would not be able to return to Beijing until after the spring plowing next year at the earliest.

After Song Jin pondered for a moment, he told her his plan: "I will borrow a letter from my hometown to find you in a few days."

"There's no need to suffer with me."

Qin Chi wanted her to go with him, but he couldn't bear to let her go. The Yuan family must have other tricks to make him leave Beijing. "My wife stays in Beijing, so I can work with peace of mind."

"You speak so nicely."

Song Jin's almond eyes are charming and graceful.

Qin Chi felt itchy and quickly moved over to peck Song Jin's lips. "Wait for me at home."

After finishing breakfast, Qin Chi got off the carriage.

Song Jin didn't expect Qin Chi to refuse. It would be bad if outsiders knew that he took his wife with him to help with the disaster relief. Therefore, she had thought of an excuse and told outsiders that Old Liu was ill and needed to go back to her hometown urgently.

Just as Minister Yuan said.

Huizhou Prefecture is not far from Taihu Lake.

The affected people fled, and Huizhou Prefecture was not spared. It was even more unknown what happened to Yi County.

No matter how reluctant Song Jin was, he still watched Qin Chi leave with the disaster relief team.

From a distance, Qin Chi waved at her.

Song Jin also raised his hand in response.

A faint feeling of separation came over me. It was just a slight feeling at first, but it lingered in my heart and could not be shaken off.

Until the relief team, escorted by officers and soldiers, walked farther and farther away and disappeared at the end of the road.

"Madam, it's time to go back." Qin Qi reminded.

Song Jin lowered his eyes to hide the reluctance in them, turned around and got into the carriage.

The carriage moved slowly along the street.

Safely returned to Cuihua Hutong.

When getting off the car, Song Jin was absent-minded and almost stepped on empty air, which scared Qin Qi to death.

"Ma'am, be careful!"

Qin Qi grabbed Song Jin's arm.

Song Jin came back to her senses with lingering fear, stepped on the horse stool and got off the carriage. Her face was slightly pale at this moment.

When I get home.

Soon.

Doctor Jing came with a medicine box on his back.

Song Jin was surprised to see him, "Why are you here?"

"Xiao Qi said you were not feeling well, so he asked me to come and take a look."

Doctor Jing came alone this time.

Doctor Jing was supposed to accompany Qin Chi on his trip to Taihu Lake for disaster relief, but his apprentice said that the master was old and suggested that he should accompany him, and Qin Chi did not object.

Doctor Jing put the wrist pillow in place.

Song Jin put his wrist up, and Doctor Jing covered Song Jin's wrist with a handkerchief and began to take his pulse.

For quite a while.

Doctor Jing stroked his beard with a smile, "It's a slippery pulse. Madam is pregnant. Congratulations."

Song Jin was stunned for a while, "Really?"

"Really, it's almost two months. Madam is in good health and doesn't need to take any medicine to replenish the fetus. Just pay more attention to rest and don't overwork." Doctor Jing gave a few instructions, then went out happily with the big red envelope.

It won't take long.

Everyone knows that Song Jin is pregnant.

Old Li, Qin Ba and Old Huo were with them. Only Old Hong and his family were left at home.

The happiest person was Old Man Hong, who immediately wrote three secret letters, one to Qin Chi who had just left Beijing, one to Huangshan, and one to the northwest.

I don’t know what pregnancy is like in other families, but it is a huge happy event in the Qin family.

Song Jin felt dizzy for a long time.

It was as if she was walking on clouds, feeling light all over. It had been five or six years since her last pregnancy. The reason she hadn't gotten pregnant for so long was partly because Qin Chi and I were rarely together, and also because having twins was more harmful to her health.

Song Jin originally thought it would be difficult for her to have a child in this lifetime.

I didn’t expect to get pregnant suddenly!

What a surprise.

The arrival of the child reduced the sadness of separation. Song Jin focused on taking care of the baby and occasionally dealt with neighbors who came to visit.

The days passed peacefully.

Occasionally, I heard gossip that someone from Cuihua Hutong went to the Ministry of Industry to get a job sewing military cotton clothes. It was fine in the first few days. When the cotton clothes were handed in, they were settled if they were qualified. Later, I don't know what happened, the person in charge said that the silver that Qin Langzhong had put in the account had been used up, and the next batch of silver for the hired workers had to be approved by the higher-ups.

On-the-spot settlement turned into bookkeeping.

Fortunately, Qin Chi had foresight and settled the accounts for cotton and fabrics on the same day. Otherwise, if Minister Yuan took over, he might ask for a return of the goods or delay payment.

"Qi, come here."

Song Jin whispered a few words into Qin Qi's ear.

Qin Qi raised her eyebrows, nodded and left.

After a few days, the workers began to complain.

The Ministry of Works had not settled its accounts for several days, and its originally enthusiastic enthusiasm was waning day by day.

Some people say that the Ministry of Works would not be able to function without Doctor Qin. A quick look reveals that problems arose when he was not there and even the wages could not be settled.

When Minister Wang was ridiculed by his colleagues, he realized the problem: the money of the Ministry of Works was with Minister Yuan. He had mentioned it several times, but Minister Yuan always said there was no rush because he was busy.

Now, Minister Yuan, who had originally wanted to use the money to settle bad debts, had to give up.

It is shameless to allow rumors to spread.

Soon, the accounts of the hired workers were settled and daily pay was resumed. The military cotton clothes worth 200,000 yuan were completed in less than a month.

Without waiting for Minister Yuan to contact the person.

A military general led a team of logistics soldiers, loaded 200,000 cotton coats from the warehouse neatly onto a truck, and left the city overnight.