Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Actually, there is nothing special about it. It's just more observation and thinking. As for our child, whether he inherits your characteristics or my wisdom, as long as he can grow up healthily, that's enough."

After hearing this, Chen Xueru felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She knew that Yang Ming was trying to comfort her, but she also understood that no matter what the future held, as long as they were united as a couple, nothing could stop them from moving forward.

Yang Ming was also confused. What on earth was he thinking about?

“If our Dabao could have a brain like yours, it might be a good choice for him to get involved in business in the future,” Yang Ming said softly.

"But Yang Ming, didn't you say before that the country now does not allow private individuals to get involved in the business world..." Chen Xueru was a little doubtful.

"Who can predict the future?" Yang Ming said with a hint of uncertainty, "When our Dabao grows up, maybe the policy will change and allow private businesses?"

Dabao is about the same age as Banggeng. Although he is the only son in the family, he is afraid that he will not be able to avoid the fate of a small vendor in the future because of Chen Xueru's situation. His fate of going to the countryside is probably inevitable.

But Yang Ming believes that although going to the countryside is hard, it can also strengthen one's will.

Besides, with his father secretly planning, how could he let his son really suffer?

As for his daughter with Xu Huizhen, Yang Ming never thought of letting her go through the same hardships.

Boys need to be tempered, while girls need to be cared for. Moreover, in the rural environment, even if there is someone to take care of them, it is difficult to guarantee that everything will be safe.

Afterwards, Yang Ming had a detailed talk with Chen Xueru, and was invited to stay at her home for dinner. It was not until the night fell that he rode his bicycle, shakily, back to the courtyard.

"Yang Ming is back." Seeing him, everyone greeted him. Over the years, Yang Ming's low-key life made him gradually fade out of people's sight.

Although everyone knows that the Yang family's living standard is the best in the Siheyuan, the mentality of "not worrying about the lack of wealth but the inequality of wealth" inevitably makes some people feel dissatisfied.

However, Yang Ming acted cautiously, and with his sworn brother who was now the district police chief, unless he made a clear mistake, the honor he had earned for capturing enemy spies for the country would be enough to make all minor troubles disappear.

"Uncle, are you taking care of your precious plants again?" Yang Ming pushed his bicycle and saw Yan Bugui's door.

There are various flower pots placed there.

These plants are not just a pastime for Yan Bugui in his spare time. In fact, each one is a treasure he has carefully collected. Even the flower pots are recycled waste he picked up from outside.

"Alas, I have nothing to do," Yan Bugui sighed. "I haven't had much success fishing lately, so I have no choice but to take care of these plants at home."

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously fell on Yang Ming's bicycle. The pork belly hanging on the handlebars was particularly eye-catching.

"Yang Ming, what day is it today? Why did you buy such a big piece of pork belly?" Yan Bugui's eyes flashed with envy, "How about I go to your house today and have a meal?"

“Of course.” Yang Ming smiled and replied, “Uncle, I really like these plants of yours. My windowsill is lacking some greenery, so it would be even better if you could give me a few.”

Hearing this, Yan Bugui showed a trace of reluctance on his face, and began to weigh the pros and cons in his mind. Which is more cost-effective, a few plants or a sumptuous dinner?

While Yan Bugui was in deep confusion, Yang Ming had already pushed the cart and easily passed through the unique hanging flower gate.

As expected, he saw Qin Huairu busy by the pool from afar. She seemed to be washing clothes, but her eyes frequently wandered around, as if waiting for someone to appear.

Not long after, as if by coincidence, Sha Zhu returned to the courtyard with a full net bag and a happy face.

"Hey, Shazhu, what delicious food do you have hidden in your lunch box today?" Yang Ming teased with a smile.

When Sha Zhu saw that it was Yang Ming, he held up the net bag and proudly showed him the lunch box: "Today the director praised my cooking skills and asked me to cook for the leader, so I specially saved some to bring back."

At this time, Qin Huairu also came up and pretended to be concerned and said, "Really? Shazhu, you are really amazing. Our Dongxu is far behind in this aspect."

Facing Qin Huairu's complaints, Sha Zhu handed the lunch box to her without hesitation. Qin Huairu, however, looked like she wanted it but was reluctant to give it up, saying, "Sha Zhu, how can I accept this? If you give it to me, won't you be hungry at night?"

Sha Zhu waved his hand lightly and said nonchalantly: "As a cook, how can I let myself starve? Sister Qin, you have a large family and need these more than I do."

Yang Ming watched silently from the side, sighing slightly in his heart. This Sha Zhu's spirit of "selfless dedication" is indeed amazing. But since he came to this courtyard, he decided not to interfere too much in other people's lives. After all, everyone has their own choices and paths.

When he got home, Xu Huizhen came up to him with a happy face: "Yang Ming, I want to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter? Tell me now." Yang Ming asked.

"I'm pregnant again." Xu Huizhen excitedly told him the good news.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ming immediately put down his work and carefully checked Xu Huizhen's pulse. After a moment, he confirmed, "Wife, you are indeed pregnant."

"I originally wanted to share something with you, but now that you are pregnant..." Yang Ming thought for a moment and finally decided to put his thoughts aside for the time being, "Forget it, let's prepare for the arrival of this new life first."

Xu Huizhen, I have something important to discuss with you. Yang Ming's tone was obviously serious.

Xu Huizhen was curious when she heard this, and she asked softly: What is it about, Yang Ming?

Alas, this matter is closely related to our tavern. Yang Ming sighed, and then described in detail the conversation between him and Chen Xueru, telling the whole story.

This... After hearing this, Xu Huizhen frowned. The tavern is a memorial left to me by Mr. He. Is this really the case?

It is indeed difficult to keep it, Huizhen. Yang Ming shook his head helplessly, you have to understand that this is the trend of the times, and we cannot compete with it.

Besides, you are pregnant now, I can't let you take risks, he added.

Xu Huizhen was silent for a moment, struggling in her heart. On the one hand, she had a deep affection for the tavern; on the other hand, she cared more about her unborn child. As a rational woman, she finally chose to compromise.

Yang Ming, don't worry. She spoke slowly, one day, we will have our own tavern again.