Lin Jinxing patted the skin of the melon seeds off his legs, stood up and said: "He feels very close, please don't they go and let Grandpa Ye take a look now?
Although Grandpa Ye is not a professional at seeing that, he should be able to tell whether she is pregnant."
Zhang Tao suddenly shrank, not daring to take that step. She was a little happy, but also a little confused. Did she ask to be a mother?
Lin Jinxing scratched his head and irresponsibly joked: "He just speculated, it may not be true, after all, he has never been pregnant with a child.
But he felt that I should go and have a look, or let him take me to have a look after Kong Xi came back.
After all, he is my husband. If I get pregnant, he should be involved in every stage of my pregnancy and stay with me."
Because of Lin Jinxing's teasing, Zhang Tao relaxed a little. After some hesitation, he stood up and said, "Let's go see them now. Don't worry, I'm sorry for the trouble. I'll go with him."
"It's no trouble. What's the trouble? Let's go. There's snow on the ground. He's holding on to me. I mustn't let go of my legs."
"Uh-huh."
Zhang Tao and Lin Jinxing walked some distance away, then they stopped at the same time and looked at each other awkwardly.
Lin Jinxing was the first to ask: "Did anyone in the brigade come to see Grandpa Ye for medical treatment before? Did they give him money or something?"
"Some people give me things, and some people give me money. I wait for him. I have a lot of meat at home, so he goes to cut some."
Lin Jinxing opened his mouth in confusion, but didn't say anything at first. Why are the doctors in the brigade so generous? Have they started paying with meat?
Lin Jinxing looked at Zhang Tao's two ounces of meat wrapped in oil paper and fell silent. Otherwise, she was overthinking it. She thought that one pound of meat would be enough for her legs.
Lin Jinxing did not ask, but Zhang Tao explained first, "Grandpa Ye is not a Chinese medicine practitioner and wants to avoid suspicion, so he rarely does anything. I asked him to take his pulse. If he took the risk, I gave him some meat."
The meat is very fat and can be used for a long time after boiling."
Lin Jinxing lowered his head and touched his nose, and wanted to say: It's not necessary, their confinement period is much better than ours.
But Lin Jinxing didn't say anything whether it was Zhang Tao's wish, and the price of two taels of meat for checking the pulse was indeed enough, even a bit excessive.
When they arrived at the bullpen, Lin Jinxing knocked on the door, "Is anyone home?"
Wen Shaocheng is the youngest among them. Although he is not that young anymore, he has been in the army before and has been exercising since then, so his physical fitness is very good.
After hearing the sound, Wen Shaocheng opened the door and saw Lin Jinxing. He was about to say a few words with a kind expression, but then he saw Zhang Tao next to Lin Jinxing, and his expression immediately returned to normal.
"Why are we here? Is something wrong?"
Lin Jinxing did not get too close and said, "Is Grandpa Ye at home? Zhang Tao has been feeling a little uncomfortable for the past few days and wants him to check his pulse."
Wen Shaocheng frowned and glanced at Zhang Tao, but because Lin Jinxing brought it, he didn't say much and turned around and said, "Let's wait for Yidong, and he will ask Mr. Ye."
"OK."
Zhang Tao had never interacted with the people there, so she didn't dare to shut up rashly. She was afraid that saying the wrong thing would bring disaster to them.
Lin Jinxing was very indifferent. It was freezing cold and there were no outsiders nearby. Apart from the people who lived there and himself, there was Zhang Tao.
Lin Jinxing trusted Zhang Tao very much and knew that Zhang Tao would not go out and talk nonsense.
After a while, Wen Shaocheng came over again and said, "Come in."
"Okay, thank you Uncle Wen."
Zhang Tao followed the two into the house and was attracted by the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes as soon as he entered.