I went on a blind date with the wrong person and got married to a pig farmer.

Chapter 170 Pregnant

what happened?

Yang Cheng woke up and found himself lying on his own small bed. The sheets were scented with jasmine and the pillow was made of buckwheat. It was soft and very comfortable.

But wasn't I at Xiaofang's place before? It seems that Xiaofang's child was born...

"Orange, are you awake?"

A pair of warm hands appeared in front of Yang Cheng, and they gently stroked her hair.

"Why am I at home? What's wrong with me?"

Yang Cheng was a little nervous. How could she lie in bed peacefully? Qin Che's expression looked different from usual, and he also looked a little nervous...

"Am I... suffering from a terminal illness?"

Yang Cheng closed his eyes.

Just leave it to fate!

But I don’t want to die yet. I’m not even 30 yet. I still have a lot of chickens to raise at home. I just won the Chicken King Contest. My career is just starting. I…

"You're pregnant, idiot."

"What? You said I... um?"

Yang Cheng jumped up from the bed, Qin Che quickly pushed her down and gently covered her with the quilt.

"Well, you're going to be a mother."

"You...you mean you're going to be a father?"

Yang Cheng still couldn't believe it.

Getting married, getting pregnant, and having children are all very common and natural things, but why did it feel like it happened so suddenly?

I'm not ready yet.

"You've been pregnant for two months, don't you feel anything? I guess you can't be so bluffing like you are now."

Qin Che sighed. Fortunately, he took Xiaofang back on a plane this time. Uh, no, it was a flying mattress... The whole return journey was not too bumpy, otherwise her body would not be able to bear the non-stop work for several days like she did.

However, who is that man with a messy beard? He made such a thing fly in the sky. It's really weird.

"I've been busy with the competition for the past two months, and I really haven't felt anything at all..." Yang Cheng interrupted Qin Che's thoughts, "By the way, I'm going to take a walk around the chicken farm. I haven't been there for a few days. I wonder how the chickens are doing!?"

After saying that, she was about to lift the quilt, but Qin Che pushed her back again.

"There's an uncle named Yimao in the chicken farm. Are you still worried? Don't go to the chicken farm anymore. Just stay at home and take care of your pregnancy until the baby is born."

"What? I won't. I still have eight months to give birth. You want me to take care of the family every day? Didn't Xiaofang work every day selling clothes and milk tea from the time she was pregnant to the time she gave birth?"

What era is it now? Can’t you go out even if you’re pregnant?

Yang Cheng muttered in his heart, this Qin Che still abides by the old ways? I didn't expect this man to be so old-fashioned, humph.

"Stop humming."

Yang Cheng hummed inadvertently. She ignored Qin Che's words and continued to lie on the bed and rolled her eyes. "You don't let me go out, so how can I be so obedient? Can't I go out when you are not at home? Do you have to stay at home to watch over me every day? Hum."

"I'm not that old-fashioned."

Still quibbling.

"We live in a place surrounded by chicken farms, pig farms, and fish farms. These livestock may carry bacteria or viruses. If you, a pregnant woman, accidentally get infected when you go out, how would you treat it? Can you use the medicine that ordinary people can use?"

Yang Cheng was a little shaken...it seemed to make some sense.

"Xiaofang's situation is different from yours. She sells clothes at the entrance of the village. The entrance is far from the farm, and she doesn't come here often."

Yang Cheng was persuaded. She realized that her previous consideration was not comprehensive, but it was really boring to stay here for eight months, just waiting for her husband to come home from get off work and chat with her every day. For her, she would either be infected to death by the virus or suffocated to death.

Qin Che touched Yang Cheng's hair, as if he could see through her thoughts.

"I bought you a house at the entrance of the village. We will live there starting tomorrow. When you have nothing to do, you can go to Xiaofang to chat. Is that okay?"

"……Row."

It's already like this, what else can't be done?

After Qin Che left, Yang Cheng got up from the bed and called the bearded man.

A few minutes later, the bearded man appeared downstairs of the pig farm dormitory.

Yang Cheng paced back and forth, and said to the bearded man with a serious face:

"Brother Hu, you are such a genius. You are the reincarnation of Edison. You are a modern invention genius. The country should make use of you. If we attack the United States, you will definitely be the one who can contribute the most..."

"Don't brag, I know I'm great, just say what you want to say." The bearded man stroked his bangs leisurely.

"Well... it's not convenient for me to go out now. You know there are many farms in our village... But I really want to go out. Can you help me design a device to make it convenient for me to go out..."

Yang Cheng didn't know whether he had explained it clearly or whether the bearded man understood it.

After thinking for a few seconds, the bearded man said decisively:

"Of course there is such a device. We can just modify our 4WD mattress. Um... when do you want it?"

"Really?!" Yang Cheng was so happy that he almost jumped up, but luckily he held it back.

"Right away, the sooner the better!"

"No problem, I'll get it done now and send it over this afternoon."

……

Although it was said to be in the afternoon, the bearded man actually brought the modified mattress over at noon.

As soon as Yang Cheng saw this mattress, he knew it was very special.

There are still four wheels installed under the mattress, but there is an additional steering wheel installed in the front to adjust the direction of travel.

The mattress was surrounded by a dark curtain, with small transparent glass windows on both sides. The small windows could be opened by pushing upwards with hands.

In fact, Yang Cheng felt that the entire mattress looked very much like the horse-drawn carriage used by ancient people, except that this carriage was driven by wheels.

Yang Cheng thinks this design is really amazing.

Just sit there, draw the curtain, close the small window, and mosquitoes can't get in. You feel really safe.

The key point is not the most amazing thing.

When the bearded man took out something like a gas mask from his pocket, Yang Cheng was stunned.

"If you're going to open the window, you'd better wear this, just in case, so you can be sure that you are safe."

Yang Cheng felt that it was indeed foolproof. He could not even smell shit when he wore it to the toilet.

“Put it in!”

Yang Cheng stepped onto the carriage mattress, stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and the mattress began to move like a tricycle.

"Great, really great!"

Yang Cheng laughed three times. With this, he can go anywhere and see what Qin Che can say. Huh.

Now that we have the equipment, the first thing we do is go to the chicken farm.

I haven't seen Jizaizi for a few days. Are you eating well and sleeping well?

Yang Cheng was humming a little tune, turning on the mattress, feeling happy.