Xiaojuan raised her hand to touch her stomach, her face showing both sweetness and worry.

"I also hope to give you, Fourth Brother, a son. A healthy one, a son who truly belongs to you." Xiaoyan said.

Sister Four's family situation, Xia Juan is clear about it.

The only son, Kangzi, not only has a cleft lip, but he's also not Si Ge's biological son.

...was a product of Liu's affair with her uncle. At the time, due to the fourth brother's poor health and concerns about his ability to bear children in the future, they had no choice but to let him take the blame.

"Fourth Brother, how much money do we have left? If it's really not enough, I can go to the cloth shop outside and take on some private work. It would be good for contributing to the household expenses," Little Juan continued.

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Yang Huaming heard this, the smile on his face immediately diminished by several points.

“I'm running low on funds, I can only make it last a month or so,”

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“However, even if you’re begging for money, I won’t let you go out to take private jobs!” Yang Huaming said.

When I first left Yun City, I had not only over thirty taels of silver but also two large snake skin bags full of furs.

Those were all stolen from Yang's fur shop, planning to take them out and sell them. At the very least, they could sell for a hundred or two taels of silver.

With a hundred or so taels of silver, I could start a small business and steadily work my way up.

But, after all, I'm an outsider and don't know how to take care of fur.

After being brought out, the fur was kept in the snakeskin bag and not taken out to a cool place.

Moreover, the house he rented with Xiaojuan was small. Taking things outside to dry would attract attention and potentially cause trouble. He didn't want to draw unwanted scrutiny or risk any complications by being too conspicuous.

Therefore, the fur has been piled up in a snakeskin bag.

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Until a few days ago, it rained for several days and the temperature dropped. People on the street all put on their coats.

Yang Huaming felt the opportunity had arrived, so he went to a fur shop on the street to discuss shipping.

Over there, let me take a look at the fur. As soon as I opened it, bugs came out.

Two large bags of fur clothing were completely ruined.

All the gleaming silver was gone, and the two bags of fur instantly turned into two bags of firewood.

"Why? I can help share some of the load, wouldn't that be better?" Xiaojuan asked anxiously here.

"Fourth brother, the fur is gone, but we still have our own hands." she continued.

"Although my needlework isn't as outstanding as Sister Ping'er's, I can still make some basic sachets."

"No matter how much, it can be sold for ten or twenty copper coins to supplement the household income and help share some of the burden," she said.

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Yang Huaming came to his senses. He looked at the woman in front of him with a complex expression, his heart filled with emotion.

“Xiao Juan,” he said, reaching out to take her hand.

"If this were to happen to the Liu family, they would have scolded me to pieces by now. They would have called me spineless and useless, saying I couldn't even take care of a pelt properly and let the money fly away."

"And you, not a single word of blame, and you were even thinking about helping me share the burden."

"Xiaojuan, being able to meet you is truly the greatest blessing in my life, Yang Huaming." he said.

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“Don't worry, I can handle it. I will be able to support you and your son. Please don't fret.”

"Stay home and focus on your pregnancy. Your body is already weak, and going out would only tire you further. I'm worried about the baby..."

"Fourth Brother…"

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Now, eat your meal properly. Today we got half a catty of pork head meat. In two days, I'll go buy you some eggs."

Yang Huaming's tone was unusually firm, without any room for negotiation.

Xia Juan let out a small sigh, but her heart felt a sense of reassurance.

He picked up his chopsticks and ate the rice in his bowl mouthful by mouthful.

Yang Huaming put all the few slices of lean meat in the pork head meat into Xiaojuan's bowl.

Xiaojuan's eye sockets were warm, and she felt even more that she had chosen the right man.

I don't ask for him to be incredibly wealthy, I just hope he has ten coins left on his body and is still willing to give you two coins to buy a scallion pancake... that's enough...

This Mid-Autumn Festival, Yang Huaming and Xiaojuan also leaned on each other for comfort and encouragement.

When Xiaojuan fell asleep, Yang Huaming covered her with a blanket, but he couldn't sleep at all.

He pushed open the door and came into the courtyard, looking up at the round moon overhead.

Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Have the kids at home eaten mooncakes? Have they eaten meat?

Shouldn't Hoer have been born by now?

Is the grandson a boy or a girl?

Who do you look like? Will you look like your old man?

As for my parents, this month they should be staying with the fourth house.

Did Liu bring any extra dishes for the elderly couple?

Perhaps Big Brother and Fifth Brother are having a meal together? Did anyone mention themselves during the meal?

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And then there's Qing'er...

I really can't face her.

Yang Huaming shook his head and let out a heavy sigh.

He pulled out a pipe, stuffed the cheap tobacco into it, and took a puff.

The acrid, spicy, smoky flavor stung his nostrils and made him cough a few times, tears welling up in his eyes.

But after it was done, there was a strange sense of relief.

No wonder Dad likes smoking, I didn't understand it before, but now I do.

This man, when he has something on his mind, likes to smoke a few cigarettes and sit quietly for a while, lost in thought.

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Think about the road ahead, how should you go?

Fur is out of the question, Yang Wenxuan was also hacked to death, and there's no one to rely on anymore.

Right now, there's only two ounces of silver left in my pocket.

Today is the middle of the month, and in half a month I have to pay the rent. The rice bag is almost empty, and I need to buy some vegetables too.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather gradually became colder.

Even if he were a man, he could withstand the cold, but Xiaoxuan, being pregnant, was still wearing summer clothes.

I've been staying in bed at home these days, too afraid to go out.

If I really can't make it work, I'll go for a stroll on the streets tomorrow and see if any restaurants are hiring runners.

The dream of getting rich overnight, is temporarily out of the question.

Right now, let's focus on steadily earning some money to support our little family!

The children and parents back home are all temporarily out of reach.

First, let's wait for Xiaojuan to give birth to the child, and then we can think about other things. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I won't go back to Changping Village.

After finishing a pack of cigarettes, Yang Huaming's thoughts became clearer. The night wind blew, growing increasingly colder.

He quickly put away his pipe, and turned back to the small hut behind him.

Changping Village.

Yang Ruqing and Luofeng Tang were busy getting the two little ones ready for bed. They were taking them to the bathroom to brush their teeth and wash their faces before they could finally get some sleep.

This little family of four is now lively and cheerful.

Both the baby and Da Zhi are over two years old, just at the age of being mischievous and having a strong ability to imitate.

>At this moment, Yang Ruohong just gave Dazhi some water in a small bowl and dipped a toothbrush into the salt.

Turning his head, he saw Luo Baobei also tiptoeing, holding a small bowl in his hand, busily pouring water and sprinkling salt, looking very busy.

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