Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

You Yong's vacation ended even faster than he had imagined.

On the last day of the holiday, he stood at the door of the east wing, watching his wife breastfeed their four babies.

Ji Xiaosong looked up and saw that her husband was already dressed in full armor, with a belt around his waist. Her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"Are you leaving?" she asked softly, her voice trembling slightly.

You Yong squatted down by the bed and gently touched the faces of the four children: "Hmm, early bus."

Ji Xiaosong bit her lip: "I'll see you off."

"No," You Yong quickly pressed her down, "You're still in your postpartum period, you can't be exposed to the wind."

Wang Xiuhua came in when she heard the noise, carrying a steaming bowl of egg noodles: "Yongwa'er, eat before you go."

You Yongsan finished his noodles in a few bites, then reluctantly kissed each of his children's foreheads, finally giving his wife a gentle kiss on the lips: "I'll call you when I get there."

Ji Xiaosong nodded, forcing herself not to let her tears fall.

Only after You Yong's figure disappeared outside the courtyard gate did she bury her face in the children's swaddling clothes, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Wang Xiuhua hugged her daughter tenderly: "Don't be sad. When the child is older, you can join the army."

Ji Xiaosong raised her head, a determined look flashing in her eyes: "Mother, I want to go directly to work at the big hospital where Yong Ge is stationed after I graduate from nursing school."

"What about the children?"

"I was just about to discuss something with you..." Ji Xiaosong hesitated, "Could it be..."

"Don't even think about it!" Wang Xiuhua said firmly. "Leave the child at home, your mother and mother-in-law will take care of him! You two can focus on your work!"

Ji Xiaosong was so moved that she couldn't speak.

"But......"

“There’s no ‘buts’,” Wang Xiuhua waved her hand. “Your mother-in-law said she’ll come to help a few days a week. Our two families live close by, so there’s no need to be so formal. Besides, Xiaomei and Hongmei are both home, so why worry about not having anyone to lend a hand?”

Just then, Zhou Xiaomei and Li Hongmei pushed open the door and came in, carrying the milk powder and diapers they had just bought.

“Xiao Song,” Zhou Xiaomei said with a smile, “I just asked the factory for leave, so I can come back two hours earlier every day to help out.”

Li Hongmei chimed in, "I've already talked to the paper mill. From now on, I can make the bulletin boards at home and won't have to go to work every day."

Looking at the concerned faces of her family members, Ji Xiaosong finally felt a huge weight lifted from her heart.

She is not fighting alone; she has so many people who love her supporting her.

Days passed by, and the four little ones grew up very quickly.

On the day of the full moon, the Ji family held a grand banquet, and the whole village came to offer their congratulations.

You Yong took three days off to come back and showed off his children everywhere.

"Look at my Weiguo, how sturdy he is!"

"Weimin's smile is most like mine!"

“An’an’s eyes are exactly the same as Xiao Song’s!”

"Kang Kang is the best behaved, he never makes a fuss..."

Ji Xiaosong sat at the head table, watching her husband's smug expression, and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

This moment of happiness made her feel that all the hard work was worthwhile.

In the evening, after the guests had left, the couple finally had time to be alone.

You Yong put his arm around his wife and whispered, "I told the political commissar about our family situation, and he agreed to help us apply for a bigger house."

Ji Xiaosong shook his head: "No matter how big the family compound is, with your current rank, you can't apply for it for the time being. It simply can't accommodate six people."

"That......"

“Brother Yong,” Ji Xiaosong looked at her husband earnestly, “I’ve made up my mind. After I graduate from nursing school, I’ll apply for a job at the big hospital in your area. We’ll buy a big house in the city and bring the children over.”

You Yong's eyes widened: "Buy a house? How much would that cost...?"

“I’ve calculated it,” Ji Xiaosong said confidently. “After graduating from nursing school, I can get a medical license, and my salary won’t be low. With your allowance and if I sell more medicinal herbs, buying a house won’t be a problem.”

You Yong hugged his wife tightly, moved: "Xiao Song, you've thought of everything for this family so thoroughly..."

“Silly boy,” Ji Xiaosong leaned on his shoulder, “we’re family.”

The next morning, You Yong had to return to his unit.

Neither of them was too sad about this parting, because they had a common goal: to work together to reunite their family.

After You Yong left, Ji Xiaosong began her busy study life.

During the day, she takes care of her child while reviewing her lessons;

At night, after the children were asleep, she would study by lamplight.

Wang Xiuhua felt sorry for her daughter and always tried different ways to nourish her body.

Hard work pays off.

Six months later, Ji Xiaosong was finally able to graduate from nursing school.

At the job assignment meeting for graduates of Pingyang County Health School, the atmosphere was as heavy as lead.

“Ji Xiaosong,” the head of student affairs adjusted his glasses, “you have the best grades and should logically be assigned to the county hospital. But…”

He glanced at the leader sitting next to him, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Ji Xiaosong gripped her graduation certificate tightly, her knuckles turning white.

She had heard that the county hospital's quota had been taken by a relative of a certain leader, but she never expected it to be so blatant.

"Thank you, Director," she said, fighting back tears. "I will obey the assignment."

Ultimately, Ji Xiaosong was assigned to the clinic at the textile factory in the suburbs.

This result infuriated the whole family. The top student from the prestigious health school was assigned to the factory clinic, whose efficiency was declining.

“Xiao Song,” Zhou Xiaomei came home from get off work, her face even more pale than hers, “the factory laid off another batch of people, and starting next month we’ll only be paying 80% of our wages.”

A somber mood hung over the dinner table.

Looking at her four hungry children and then at her worried brother and sister-in-law, Ji Xiaosong suddenly made a decision: "I'm going to the provincial capital to find Brother Yong."

By this time, You Yong was already a renowned "King of Soldiers" in the military region, having won the All-Army Military Skills Competition three times and been promoted from deputy battalion commander to battalion commander.

"Xiao Song, I'll think of something!" On the other end of the phone, You Yong was so anxious he was stamping his feet. "I'll get the leader to approve the note right away!"

Three days later, the special recruitment notice came through.

Ji Xiaosong was specially recruited as a medic in the army.

Although I can't be a military doctor, I can accompany the troops!

And so, Ji Xiaosong, along with her mother-in-law and four children, moved into the two-bedroom apartment that You Yong had been allocated in the military compound. The 60-square-meter apartment was cramped for the six of them, but at least they were finally reunited.

On their first night together, You Yong rubbed his hands guiltily, saying, "I'm sorry to have to put you through this. You were so outstanding before, and now you can only be a sanitation worker..."

Ji Xiaosong was mending clothes for the children when she heard this. She looked up and smiled, "What's the rush? I've inquired about it. The military has a 'dual-use talent' training program, so I can take the medical qualification exam."

She put down her needlework and took out a book called "Introduction to Traditional Chinese Medicine" from the drawer: "Besides, don't we have a teacher at home?"

You Yong then noticed that the book was covered with notes.

It turns out that his wife had already started learning traditional Chinese medicine on her own and often consulted with veteran military doctors.

"You!" You Yong scooped up his wife and spun her around. "You're truly my virtuous wife!"

Life with the military was not easy.

Every day before dawn, Ji Xiaosong goes to work at the medical team to give the soldiers injections and change their dressings.

I rushed home at noon to feed my child;

I would wait until the whole family was asleep before studying late into the night.

You Yong felt sorry for his wife and took the initiative to do chores such as washing diapers and putting her to sleep, which earned him the nickname "henpecked" from his comrades.

During the Spring Festival of 1985, Zhou Xiaomei and Ji Jianshe called Ji Xiaosong and told him some worrying news:

The textile factory has completely shut down, and the workers can only receive basic living expenses.

"I want to start a small business," Zhou Xiaomei said, her brow furrowed, "but I don't know what to do..."

"Sister-in-law, have you forgotten that our family is experts at farming? Why don't we all just go farm?"

Ji Xiaosong originally planned for his second and third brothers to be either farmers or businessmen.

Third Brother has business acumen, but in this day and age, it's actually very dangerous to go out alone to buy and sell goods.

He has never traveled far from home, so for safety reasons, he will focus on doing business in the surrounding area first.

"Sister-in-law, many canteens in the county need a lot of supplies. Our current scale is small. Do you want to consider expanding your business so that you can supply both the vegetable markets in the surrounding counties and towns and the canteens in the units?"

"Then... let's give it a try?"

Just do it.

Ji Jianshe returned to his hometown to organize his relatives to expand planting, while Zhou Xiaomei was responsible for connecting with the needs of various factories and units.

Thanks to her previous job as a textile factory worker, the first batch of vegetables sold for a good price.

Although the textile factory was not doing well, people still needed to eat.

Other factories need it too.

Seeing her brother and sister-in-law regain hope, Ji Xiaosong had a new idea.

She discovered that the Chinese medicinal herbs used in the military hospital were all purchased from different places outside the region and were expensive, while the mountainous area in her hometown was very suitable for growing medicinal herbs.

“Let’s plant Isatis indigotica!” she said excitedly to You Yong. “I’ve checked, one mu (unit of land area) of it yields the same value as ten mu of grain!”

You Yong immediately submitted a report to apply for a "joint military-civilian medicinal herb base," which received strong support from the division's political commissar.

The military provided technical guidance, the Ji family was responsible for planting, and the harvest was given priority to military hospitals.

By the autumn of 1986, the Ji family's medicinal herb business had begun to take shape.

The second and third brothers opened a local specialty store in the county town, and also wholesaled Chinese medicinal herbs.

While my second sister-in-law is still working, my third sister-in-law has taken over full-time household chores.

Zhou Xiaofang also moved into the Ji family home and would help out from time to time.

Ji Xiaosong also ushered in a turning point in her life, obtaining a Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner qualification certificate through self-study examinations.

"Great news!" You Yong rushed into the house, picked up his wife, and spun her around. "The political commissar has specially approved your transfer to a professional and technical officer!"

It turned out that the military hospital was short of TCM practitioners, so they made an exception and transferred Ji Xiaosong to the TCM department.

Although I'm not a formal military doctor yet, I can finally wear a white coat and see patients.

At the commissioning ceremony, Ji Xiaosong touched her brand-new shoulder insignia, and scenes from the past few years flashed before her eyes: the disappointment when she graduated from nursing school, the hardships when she first arrived at the army, the nights she spent studying traditional Chinese medicine on her own, and her husband, the soldier who always silently supported her...

That evening, You Yong mysteriously pulled out an envelope: "Look what this is?"