Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Mr. Jin had been working so hard these days that after classes, Li Mingwei would stay at the school to help him make booklets. After finishing his homework, Dong Lei pushed open the back window and saw they were still busy, so he didn't want to disturb them. He just propped up his head and waited for them.

Li Mingwei happened to glance up and saw him looking at them from the window. She raised her eyebrows: "Are you done?"

Dong Lei admitted honestly: "No, there are two questions I don't really understand."

So he didn't dare put brush to paper.

Li Mingwei nodded, tidied up the things in her hands and handed them to Mr. Jin. Then she went upstairs to help Dong Lei with the questions.

After finishing, Dong Lei directly put his homework on Mr. Jin's desk, packed up his bag: "Auntie, are you walking home with me?"

Li Mingwei went to the window and took a look. Mr. Jin had finished his work and was tidying up the classroom. So she bid him farewell and left with Dong Lei. The two of them walked to an intersection when Dong Lei suddenly stopped and scratched Li Mingwei's palm while holding her hand.

"What's wrong?"

Dong Lei didn't speak, just looked a little embarrassed.

Li Mingwei looked around and suddenly remembered that going from that intersection led to a snack shop. She glanced at Dong Lei - this little brat's thoughts were quite complex.

"What, your mother doesn't buy you snacks anymore?"

Dong Lei pouted grievously: "Ever since our family bought land, they stopped buying them. Auntie, I, I'm craving snacks now."

After they bought land? Li Mingwei calculated - that must have been two months already. Sister Chunhua was too frugal, how could this child not be hungry for snacks.

Li Mingwei pulled him by the hand towards the snack shop. Dong Lei grinned happily, his steps more brisk.

"Go pick what you want."

She let go of Dong Lei's hand. Dong Lei rushed to the counter, his gaze drifting among the various snacks, as if he wanted to try them all.

Chen Jie watched him with a smile, not disturbing him. He turned and greeted Li Mingwei: "Mingwei, haven't seen you in a long time!"

"I've been busy recently." A whole month copying books. Other than going to the embroidery workshop to deliver work, she really hadn't gone out much.

She took two steps forward, approaching Chen Jie to see what he was fiddling with in his hands. Unable to restrain her curiosity, she leaned in for a closer look. Chen Jie smiled and handed her one: "Want to try?"

Thinking of something, her nose suddenly soured. Her body shivered and she almost lost her footing. She grabbed Wang Chunhua's arm to steady herself. Her voice choked up a little: "Sister, I've been especially tired lately, always wanting to sleep. And, craving sour plums..."

Wang Chunhua still hadn't reacted. She flashed through the words "sour plum" in her mind, also trembling slightly. Hesitantly she said: "You can't be..."

"I know!"

That's what the doctors had said! Two imperial doctors, plus an outside doctor, had all said the same - that she couldn't conceive. But what was going on with her now?

Wang Chunhua reacted swiftly, removing her apron and tossing it onto Dong Lei. Supporting Li Mingwei, she headed straight for the pharmacy to see a doctor, while Dong Lei yanked the apron off his head and watched them leaving. Was he off the hook already? That was too easy!

On the way to the pharmacy, Li Mingwei's mind was a chaotic mess. What exactly was going on with her? Could she really be pregnant or was it just her imagination...

Li Mingwei crouched outside the pharmacy door, too afraid to enter. Wang Chunhua couldn't tug her along either, so she crouched beside her, arm around her shoulders, persuading: "Sister, it'll hurt whether you stick your neck out or hide it. Let's just go in."

"But, I'm scared~"

"What's there to be scared of? At worst you're not pregnant. Scholar Li knew about this when he married you, and so did your mother-in-law. They didn't expect you to bear them a child. What do you have to fear?"

Although Wang Chunhua spoke the truth, Li Mingwei's heart still ached. She looked grievously at Wang Chunhua, then steeled herself and went in.

She carefully placed her wrist on the doctor's pulse-taking pillow. The doctor glanced at her and put his hand over hers: "What's the problem?"

Wang Chunhua stood at her side, arm around her shoulders, answering for her: "She's tired every day, and craves sour foods."

The doctor looked at Li Mingwei, examining her even more attentively. Hadn't outsiders said she couldn't conceive?

He narrowed his eyes, calmed himself, and carefully sensed her pulse. His brow furrowed deeper and deeper: "This fetus is weak!"

Li Mingwei's heart tightened: "So I really am pregnant?"

The doctor was about to reply when Wang Chunhua rushed over, nearly knocking him off his chair: "What do you mean weak? My sister finally conceived after so long, how can you say it's weak?"

She grabbed the doctor's clothes: "Speak doctor, what's weak about it?"

"You, get off!" The doctor shoved her forcefully away, took a deep breath, and rapped the table heavily twice. Seeing Wang Chunhua calm down a little, he sat back steadily and tidied his clothes.

Seeing his anger, Wang Chunhua lowered her voice: "So doctor, what's weak about it?"

The doctor impatiently said: "Look how thin your sister is. How could it not be weak!"