Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

Afterwards, Song Zhiyu asked Xiao Ya if it was strange that he acted on his own initiative.

She nestled in the man's arms, clinging to his neck and shaking her head gently.How could it be possible to blame, it’s too late to thank.

In the eyes of their parents, they only see their younger brother and her as nothing more than a tool.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, but you know, I have no money." Her temples rubbed against his chest, and her waist became softer.When the love got stronger, Song Zhiyu was kissed repeatedly.

"How to do?"

"Ok?"

Xiao Ya sat up and said worriedly: "20, how long do I have to pay back."

A muffled laugh rang out from her chest. The man held her fingers playing with the buttons and said casually: "There's no rush, you can pay it back slowly."

After Beijing entered winter, the weather became very dry, and the temperature plummeted, making Song Zhiyu reluctant to go out unless necessary.

Fortunately, the company does not need him to be on duty at all times. He can be connected remotely from abroad.

Xiao Ya saw him sitting at home and playing games like an uncle every day. She was envious and jealous. She gritted her teeth and said, "Capitalist!"

The sound was very low, but Song Zhiyu was immersed in the game and didn't hear it.

Last month, Xiao Ya was given a domestic mobility scooter, which makes commuting to and from get off work every day much more convenient than taking the bus and taking a taxi.

Her driving skills became more and more proficient, and she would occasionally take Wu Yue out to watch a movie. He would sit in the passenger seat with his cheek in his hands and Xiao Ya would get goosebumps.

"What are you doing?"

"I envy you. Song Zhiyu is too kind to you."

The pattering rain washed against the mirror, blurring her smiling face, and she said, "Uh-huh."

It is true, and there is nothing that cannot be admitted. She is very happy now.

"Will you get married?" Wu Yue regretted the presumptuous question the moment she blurted it out. She patted her mouth and carefully looked at the expressions of the people next to her.

Xiao Ya pretended not to hear this question.

A few days later, Yi Ling brought several friends to her home to play with Song Zhiyu.

Holding a large box of dark beer and sparkling wine, he said he wanted to celebrate the last single night of one of his friends.

"Do you have to come to my house?"

Yi Ling came closer with a smile, and his two brothers put their hands on his shoulders and said, "It's not fun to be outside. You are at home, and you have more privacy."

Song Zhiyu crossed his chest and turned around helplessly.

Seeing Xiao Ya coming out of the study, her friends greeted her in unison: "Hello, sister-in-law. I'm sorry to bother you."

Xiao Ya's face turned red and she waved her hands shyly.She glanced at the beer box on the floor, thought for a while and said, "I'll go to the kitchen and cook you some snacks to go with the wine."

"Sister-in-law is virtuous." he shouted.

Song Zhiyu held her back and said, "I'll call Xu Huilou and ask them to send some dishes over."

The two of them often order Xuhuilou at home, and they are old acquaintances with the boss. Within half an hour, hot meals and dishes are delivered to their door.

Xiao Ya didn't want to get involved in their brothers' gathering, so she hid in the study room early.

However, Yi Ling did not let her go. He pulled her out with a glass of sparkling wine and asked her to clink glasses with her friend who was about to get married.

Attached was a whisper: "Why don't you feel happy about such a good opportunity?"

Xiao Ya couldn't resist, so she had to take the wine glass, express her happy wedding to her friend with a sweet smile.

Just when the other party accepted the blessing with a smile and was about to drink the glass of wine, she suddenly remembered her delayed menstruation...

"What's wrong?" Yi Ling asked.

The strange thing caught Song Zhiyu's attention. He stopped talking to his friend, walked around the sofa and came to his girlfriend, "What's wrong?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on her. Xiao Ya pursed her lips and shook her head with a smile, "I have a cold, so I can't drink."

"Then don't drink. Steven is not a stingy person." He looked at Steven, "right?"

Steven couldn't bear it and shrugged, drank the sparkling wine directly, and raised his hand to signal.

Song Zhiyu sent her back to the bedroom, closed the door, and asked her to lie down on the bed to rest.

"I haven't been here for a long time."

This sentence without beginning or end made Song Zhiyu look back at a loss.Xiao Ya took a deep breath: "Menstruation, my period is almost a month late."

Then he added: "This has never happened before. It's always accurate. I'm afraid."

"I'm going to buy test strips now."

"No" Xiao Ya stopped him, "Your friends are still here. No, you can't go."

"Tomorrow, go buy it tomorrow."

Song Zhiyu left the room without saying a word, leaving Xiao Ya sitting uneasily by the bed and thinking wildly. She was panicked, her heartbeat was beating so fast, and she didn't know what to do.

There was no sound outside at some point, and Xiao Ya didn't notice. She was immersed in her own world at the moment.

Through the half-open curtains, one could clearly see the dark sky with falling snow as big as a fingernail.

The snowflakes are dancing under the light, and there is a special kind of loneliness and coldness.She wrapped the quilt tightly around her body and stared blankly out of the window until the door was pushed open quietly.

"When did you go out?" Xiao Ya leaned against the bed and huddled her shoulders.

He took off his woolen coat, which was slightly soaked by the wind and snow, took out three pregnancy test sticks from the plastic bag and handed them to Xiao Ya, "Go and take a test."

The five-minute wait dragged on endlessly in the quiet room. Song Zhiyu crossed his arms and lowered his head. His eyes were covered by his drooping hair, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

The door creaked, and a pair of plush slippers appeared in his lowered gaze, followed by a pregnancy test stick showing two red lines.

Song Zhiyu looked up in disbelief.

Xiao Ya thought he didn't want this child, so she forced out a smile and said in a trembling voice: "I tested all three of them, and they all showed two lines. If you don't want the child, please arrange for a doctor to do it as soon as possible."

After saying that, without looking at his reaction, he walked straight to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down again.

When Song Zhiyu came back to his senses, he quickly walked to the bedside and half-knelt on the bed. When he turned over her body, he saw that tears had covered half of his face.

She bit her lip and cried silently, swallowing all her grievances in her stomach, for fear of being left behind in this relationship.

Although the male was always strong and the female was weak between them, in Xiao Ya's heart, she did not want to tie up the child, nor did she want others to think that giving birth to a child was because "the mother is more valuable than the child."

"Idiot," he murmured in a low voice, hugged her into his arms, and said with deep eyes, "Don't think so wildly, let's go to the hospital for a detailed examination tomorrow. If it's true, then give birth."

"Born?" He raised his head with tears in his eyes, thinking it was an auditory hallucination.

"of course."

Lu Chuyao, who was far away in Nancheng, was immediately stunned after receiving the good news.

Song Mingze happened to be at home. When he passed by the living room, he noticed something strange about his wife. He quickly walked over and took the phone away, "What happened!"

The inherent majesty of the superior penetrated the microphone and reached the eardrums of Song Zhiyu and Xiao Ya.

Lu Chuyao blinked and said in unison with his son on the other side of the phone: "You are going to be a grandfather."

Shocked, confused, angry, questioning.

Song Zhiyu put away his cell phone. Even if he became an outstanding young entrepreneur recognized by society and an upstart investor, he was still afraid of his father's anger.

The expectant mother was worried next to her, stroking her unswelled belly, looking like she was about to cry.

Lu Chuyao snatched the phone back from her husband. She calmed down and said in a calm tone: "It's easy for the fetal air to become unstable before the [-]th week. You should pay more attention to the mood of the pregnant woman. Do you want your mother to invite an aunt to take care of her?"

"Yes, I'm worried about where to find a reliable aunt. The agents introduced by the agency are a mixed bag, and I'm worried."

"Okay, before Auntie comes, you should be more careful about your diet and ask the doctor what taboos you should have. By the way, what do Xiaoya's parents say? She got pregnant out of wedlock and they didn't bother her?"

Song Zhiyu gently stroked his girlfriend's back to calm her down, and took her cell phone to the balcony to communicate with her mother about Xiaoya's parents.

After explaining in detail, Lu Chuyao was rarely silent.Because it was hands-free, Song Mingze also knew it at the same time.

After a long while, Song Mingze said in a deep voice: "Children cannot choose their parents. What happened to Xiaoya's family is not her fault. Let's do this. When the fetus stabilizes, you can bring someone back."