As soon as there was a move here, Qin Huairu's face twisted again, and with a groan, her body bowed slightly again.
Yi Chuanzong was stunned on the spot. He felt the heavy arms on both hands. His hands, which had just relaxed a little, were now getting stronger again.
"Qin Huairu! Do you want to blackmail someone!?"
Of course, this sentence is just a shout in your heart. If you really shout it out, then wait until the person is sent to the hospital.
"Don't move!"
Qin Huairu turned her pretty face, gave a light drink, and rolled her eyes again.
Yi Chuanzong couldn't help rolling his eyes and thought, "What's wrong? What's in this belly is not a child, but a bomb? You're not allowed to move yet?"
However, her frowning look is quite pretty, no wonder people call her a pretty widow.
Although he thought so in his mind, his body couldn't help but look towards the front and back yards. His ears were perked up and he listened carefully to what was going on around him.
There was nothing wrong, but now he was sneaking around. What did he do?
He just called sister-in-law!
Yi Chuanzong felt a little baffled. Did Widow Qin plan this in advance?
This is impossible, after all, he has been here for only five days, Jia Dongxu has been away for no more than ten days, and the two have only met twice.
The first time was when I first entered the hospital.
The second time was this morning. At that time, he was afraid that the system would be dishonest in selecting skills in advance, so he ran away quickly.
The two of them knew each other, maybe they were in a mood, and he happened to come over again.
After all, she was pregnant and lost her husband. She felt miserable inside and felt confused about her future life. She unconsciously wanted to find someone to rely on...but don't rely on him!
Yi Chuanzong looked at the front and back yards like a thief, especially the plaid curtains of Jia's house, from which Jia Zhang liked to peek out.
Yi Chuanzong had some experience with this kind of thing. After careful inspection, he found that no one was there. He was relieved.
It doesn't matter if anyone sees him now, he can still explain it, and maybe he can scare Qin Huairu awake.
If that old witch sees it, she will be completely blown away!
Although Qin Huairu is pregnant, she will give birth soon, and the whole family will have to rely on her.
Mrs. Jia Zhang will definitely keep a close eye on her, that is to say, having a big belly is not a threat now, so there is no need to watch her so strictly.
Yi Chuanzong turned his head and looked at Qin Huairu. Now that he was pregnant, he had gained weight, and his pretty face was a little rounder, but his skin was still very good. He was naturally hydrated, and his nutrition during pregnancy was relatively good.
Age... Qin Huairu was thirty-one in 1965, and now in 1962, he could barely be considered Nianfang 28.
Quickly control your eyes and give her a good criticism. Yi Chuanzong leaned over and said in her ear with the smallest voice in his life: "Sister-in-law, please respect yourself. You are about to have three children. I want it too."
If you want to give birth to three of your own children, it doesn't matter if you rely on me."
When he said "himself", Yi Chuanzong emphasized his tone. He was not an idiot. He was a good young man. How could he not have a child of his own?
Qin Huairu twisted her body after hearing this, and finally squeezed his hands away. She pouted her mouth and spat out two words, "Get out!" After saying that, she stroked her belly with one hand and supported her lower back with the other, taking small steps.
Walk towards the east wing.
call!
Yi Chuanzong finally breathed a sigh of relief and let her be arrogant for a few days, then take care of her after the child came out of the belly.
After watching Qin Huairu walk home, Yi Chuanzong hurriedly ran towards the backyard. She had already gone home, and she couldn't blame him if she fell.
Now he was really a little afraid of Qin Huairu. He couldn't afford to offend this pregnant woman. Not only was he unable to use all his strength, he couldn't speak loudly either.
Fortunately, the little Sophora japonica was not frightened out. It was a false alarm.
He hurriedly rushed into his small room, but it was still dark inside. Yi Chuanzong didn't even turn on the lamp, so he quickly closed the door.
Click!
As soon as the sound of the pull-string mechanism rang, the room became much brighter. The lights were not dazzling. They were all incandescent lamps, and the light was a little dim. If it was left on for a long time, the light bulb would still be very hot, and it would be burned if touched accidentally.
one time.
Pulling out the high stool under the table, Yi Chuanzong sat down calmly, glanced at the small book with pinyin next to him, and then thought of the third uncle waiting in the front yard today, a trace of sarcasm appeared on his lips.
My heart was kind, and I wanted to help him learn knowledge, but there was a bit too much calculation in it.
If he really gets caught by the third uncle, he will have some evil thoughts later on, just like he proposed a marriage to Silly Zhu, taking things without doing anything. He will even keep hanging him in order to get benefits.
Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Yi Chuanzong picked up the pencil and notebook on the table, which he bought two days ago when he went shopping with the old lady.
Today he just gained knowledge about fitter, medical skills, and concealment. Later, the uncle also told him a lot of work experience. He was going to record it and think about it.
These skills suddenly appeared. Although he seemed to have learned them by himself, he still wanted to try them. If he learned them by himself, could he also improve some skill points? In this way, he could quickly improve some skills.
And the most important point is, how to use these skills? It’s not just about using them, but their uses and functions.
What skills need to be improved in the future? This is related to his development direction here.
Just like a fitter, this is his golden job and he must be promoted quickly.
But just for an eighth-level fitter, that's enough for him to eat.
There should be advanced skills after the intermediate skills. He didn't know what else was behind the advanced skills, but what was certain was that it would be difficult to improve!
The improvement of skills is linked to difficulty, amount of knowledge, etc.
The basic level of medical skill alone requires one hundred points, which is five times that of rock climbing! Three times that of reconnaissance! As you advance to the later stages, the skill points required will definitely be even greater.
He needs to find a new source of income, which is related to his life-long event!
What kind of life is it just eating steamed buns and wowotou? It’s too hard!
Besides, since he has such a big appetite, his reputation will probably spread soon.
When people ask about it, oh! If you eat ten kilograms a meal, whoever gets married will suffer the consequences.
If he wants to marry a wife, he must at least be competitive. With this waste system, three turns and one ring is enough to get it together, but at least the whole bicycle, right?
The bicycles at this time were equivalent to the luxury cars of later generations, and they had to be at least one million dollars in value. Riding a 28-inch bar for a ride would show off one's own capital, and only then would others give you a chance to propose marriage.
Otherwise, just because of Yi Chuanzong's reputation as a loser, a 'fool', without a house, etc., the girl wouldn't even have a chance to meet him.
"This medical skill is too slow to produce results. It takes at least more than two months to reach the intermediate level. The low-level ones only treat minor illnesses. You can't make any money if you don't work in the clinic. The intermediate level is very useful and should be able to increase some income.
, but no one has learned it and no one believes it, so tentatively..."
"Why don't you learn to cook? You can get some hard money by cooking for weddings, and you can also take care of your own stomach. But this money shouldn't be much, can you afford it at thirty a month?"
Yi Chuanzong bit the pen. He felt that the money was a bit low, and he was so busy working all day that he didn't even have time to spare.
"I still don't know much about this place, so I'll just make do with it for a while and see which line of part-time jobs is more profitable. Hey~ I really want to make a living."