Armed with a machete and a gun, armed with a system, they fled the famine.

Zhao Yan: ...

Yuan Yutang said with a smile, "Yan'er, these dumplings aren't very big. If they want some, just give them a few more each. It's no big deal."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan had no choice but to give each of them five more.

"Let's make this clear first, you can't eat any more after you finish these."

Zhao Xiaomi and Yuan Tianbao replied with smiles, "Yes, we know."

The meal was a lively affair.

After the winter solstice, the weather gradually gets colder.

Zhao Yan told Yang Sanlang to go to the back mountain to chop firewood before it snowed, and to fill all three woodsheds in the house.

Yang Sanlang then called on Chen An and Zhao Yunchen, the three brothers, to work together for ten days in a row, and finally filled every woodshed with firewood.

Since Yang Sanlang and the others returned, Zhou Renbin has continued to come to the farm every day, either to help build houses or to go up the mountain with Yang Sanlang and the others to chop firewood.

Looking at his increasingly rugged appearance, Zhao Yan couldn't help but tease, "Little Zhou, according to your mother, you'll be twenty by the end of the year? It's time to get married. How about I introduce you to a wife?"

She doesn't know anyone in this area, but she has money. She can easily gather a lot of information by simply throwing it out.

Zhou Renbin blushed and touched his nose sheepishly.

"Sister Zhao, there's no need. My mother is just too worried. I think I'm still young. It's not too late to get married in two more years."

Fearing that Zhao Yan might try to talk to him about something else, he told Yang Sanlang and the others, "I'm going back now," and then quickly ran off.

"I never expected that Zhou, who usually seems so carefree, could be so shy."

Zhao Yan witnessed Zhou Renbin fleeing in disarray and couldn't help but sigh.

Yang Sanlang narrowed his dark eyes slightly, then suddenly turned to Zhao Yan and said, "Yan'er, I suspect Zhou Renbin has someone else in his heart. You don't need to worry about this."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan immediately became interested.

"Are you sure? Come on, tell me what's going on? Where is the woman from? What does she look like? What's her family background?"

Yang Sanlang was stunned, not expecting his wife to be so gossipy.

"Yan'er, I don't know who the other party is either. I just sensed it from spending time with Brother Zhou these past few days."

During this period, Zhou Renbin would often be lost in thought when he went up the mountain with them to chop firewood, and his eyes would always be looking in a certain direction.

He thought to himself, "This kid must have someone in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't be so absent-minded."

When Zhao Yan saw that Yang Sanlang knew nothing about the matter, she immediately glared at him without any politeness.

"You spoke with such certainty, I thought you had actually met the other person, but it turns out you were just guessing."

"Never mind, I'll ask that kid about it later."

After all, Zhou Renbin is practically her younger brother now, so it's only right that she cares about her brother's marriage.

Before she could find out what was going on, Tian Xiu'e suddenly vomited at lunchtime that day while eating fish.

Before Chen An could think of anything, Zhao Yan's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Sister Tian, ​​you wouldn't be pregnant, would you?"

what?

Is she pregnant?

This question stumped both Tian Xiu'e and Chen An.

The two looked at each other, and saw a hint of confusion in each other's eyes, followed by ecstasy.

Yuan Yutang put down his chopsticks, stroked his beard, and said to Chen An with a smile, "That's good news, Chen An. Quickly help Tian Yatou to the room to rest. I'll take her pulse later and then I'll know what's wrong."

"Yes, Uncle Yuan."

Chen An carefully helped Tian Xiu'e to the side room to rest.

When Yuan Yutang took Tian Xiu'e's pulse, he indeed discovered that she was already a month or so pregnant.

However, she is a bit older, and the pregnancy is somewhat unstable, so she needs to rest in bed for a month or so.

While Tian Xiu'e and Chen An were happy, they also had some hidden worries.

But Zhao Yan felt there was nothing wrong with it, and immediately said to Tian Xiu'e, "Sister Tian, ​​I will take care of Xiao Fu Niu from now on. You just stay at home and take good care of yourself during your pregnancy. Don't think about anything or worry about anything. We will take care of things outside."

Tian Xiu'e felt embarrassed because she hadn't shown any skills in the past two years.

Before she could refuse, Zhao Yan immediately ordered Yang Sanlang to pack up all of Xiao Fu Niu's belongings and take them back to them.

Seeing Zhao Yan's insistence, and considering her own current health, Tian Xiu'e had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Okay, Yan'er, I'll bring Xiao Fu Niu back once I've recovered enough."

Zhao Yan nodded haphazardly, but she had already made up her mind that she had to make sure that Sister Tian's pregnancy was completed safely before thinking about anything else.

Little Fu Niu is almost two years old, and she can speak quite fluently.

Knowing that Tian Xiue was pregnant, he carefully touched her belly twice and said innocently, "Little brother, be good and don't bother your auntie."

Tian Xiu'e couldn't help but smile and asked gently, "How does Little Fu Niu know that Auntie is carrying a little brother? Isn't it a little sister?"

Although she really wanted to give birth to a son for An Ge, what if it was a daughter?

To everyone's surprise, Little Fu Niu shook her head and said with great certainty, "It's not a little sister, the baby in Auntie's tummy is a little brother."

Zhao Yan chuckled a few times, then hugged the little girl tightly and kissed her.

"Alright, alright, if Little Fu says it's a little brother, then it's a little brother. Little Fu is always right, isn't she?"

“Yes, that’s right,” Little Lucky Girl said earnestly.

Zhao Xiaomi squeezed over, ruffled Xiao Fu Niu's little head twice, and said with a grin, "Hehe, Xiao Fu Niu is right, I also think Aunt Tian is having a little brother in her belly."

If the child is not born that way, then pretend she never said those words today.

Chen Qingjiao stood next to her mother with a smile and said, "Mother, just relax and have a good pregnancy. I'll take care of things at home."

"Whether it's a brother or a sister in Mom's belly, they'll be the family's darlings when they're born, and we'll love them all."

After being comforted by everyone, Tian Xiu'e's tense mood calmed down.

Yes.

Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's still her and An's child. All she needs to do is ensure a safe and healthy pregnancy.

Once she understood this, she instantly felt much better.

"Okay, I don't want to think about anything, I'll just stay home obediently."

So, that very evening, Zhao Yan took Xiao Fu Niu back home.

Little Fu Bao is now eight or nine months old, and he wakes up less often at night, sometimes not even waking up to fuss all night.

Zhao Yan then packed up his small bedding and stuffed it all into Yang Sanlang's bed.

"From now on, you look after Xiao Fu Bao, and I'll look after Xiao Fu Niu."

What could Yang Sanlang say? Naturally, whatever his wife said went.

Fortunately, when they built the house, Zhao Yan specifically asked Zhou Renyu to make the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) big enough that there would be no problem for the four of them to sleep in it.

Little Fu Niu hadn't slept with Zhao Yan for a very long time, and she was still a little unaccustomed to the sudden change of location.

However, she slowly drifted off to sleep to Zhao Yan's gentle singing.

In her dream, her mother gently held her and soothed her.