Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Not Wiped Out Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Not Wiped Out So, for the next three days, every time she ate breakfast, she would repeat the same words.
Thus, the Jiang family members, who initially sneered and totally disbelieved, slowly started to waver.
“Old man, do you think what Zhaodi said about her dream is true?” Zhang Guihua herself was unsure, so she asked Jiang Dashan.
Jiang Dashan, puffing on his pipe, said, “It should be true. A seven-year-old girl wouldn’t make up such a lie to deceive us on purpose.”
The old lady pondered for a moment, then gritting her teeth, she declared, “If the second son’s wife really gives birth to a boy, I will make Zhaodi a new set of clothes. The second son is almost thirty, and he doesn’t have a boy to continue the family line. What sins did I commit in my last life?”
Although she favored the eldest, Jiang Changhe was also her own flesh and blood; how could she not love her son?
So, she slapped her thigh and said, “Tomorrow morning, I’m taking the second son’s wife to see Doctor Wang, to check if there really is a child in her belly.”
Zhang Guihua was a woman of action. The next morning, after eating breakfast, she was ready to take a nervous Zhao Xiaojuan to see the doctor.
Before leaving, she glared at Zhaodi.
“Zhaodi, I am taking your mother to the doctor. If there isn’t a boy in your mother’s belly, wait and see if I don’t skin you when I come back.”
You should know that visiting Doctor Wang for a consultation required a gift.
Although it was not much, just two eggs and a handful of greens, for the always frugal Zhang Guihua, this was also quite painful.
“Alright.” Zhaodi hardly took her threat to heart and looked straight into the old lady’s eyes.
Zhang Guihua suspiciously glanced at Zhaodi, who was looking her in the eye. This troublesome girl used to be so scared of her that she would run far away at the sight of her.
Why wasn’t she afraid of her now?
But she had no time at the moment to waste words on Zhaodi and hurriedly left with Zhao Xiaojuan.
Jiang Changhe just stood blankly at the doorway, watching them go off into the distance, his heart full of conflict.
He wanted to follow, but he dared not.
And ever since he got married, every time he had hoped, he had been disappointed, and he no longer dared to hope anymore, afraid that the disappointment would be even greater.
Yet Zhaodi’s dream had given him hope again, making him uncontrollably anticipate.
Could it actually be a divine sign, that he really would have an heir?
He felt restless, finding the wait as long as years.
The girls were also both hopeful and nervous, periodically rushing to the main door to look outside, waiting for them to come back.
About half an hour later, Zhang Guihua and Zhao Xiaojuan returned with beaming smiles on their faces.
When Jiang Changhe saw this, what else was there to understand?
He immediately strode out to meet them, suppressing his excitement as he hoarsely asked, “Xiaojuan, are you really pregnant?”
“Yes, Doctor Wang said I’m pregnant, already two months along.”
Zhao Xiaojuan touched her belly, nodding her head somewhat dreamily, still not fully recovered from her elation.
Because she had only borne four daughters, she never had a full month of rest after childbirth, and due to the heavy work she did all year round, her menstrual cycle was always irregular, so she didn’t think she was pregnant.
“That’s wonderful! I’m really going to have a son! I finally get to have a son! I am not without an heir!” Jiang Changhe was so excited that both of his hands trembled, and the corners of his eyes were so red he was almost in tears.
You should know that Jiang Changhe was the most hardworking and enduring among the three sons of the Jiang family. Even when the top of his finger was severed and went flying, he didn’t blink an eye.