I'm a little panicked. I'm going to be a father right after my rebirth.

Yang Xue sobbed and pursed her lips, "Who wants to give birth to your children? Four, you wish!"

"Hehe," Song Ye grinned, "No matter how beautiful I think, I can't be as beautiful as my wife!"

"Puchi" Yang Xue was amused by his words.

Song Ye immediately took advantage of the situation and wiped away her tears, "Be good, stop crying, or you'll turn into a little cat!"

Yang Xue didn't expect him to approach her suddenly, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Ever since they got married, Song Ye has always disliked her. He is not at home all day and hardly touches her except when he is drunk. Although the two have done the most intimate things, they are not actually that familiar with each other.

Song Ye was stunned. He didn't expect her to react like this. He sighed in his heart. It seemed that he still had a long way to go to win back the woman's heart.

"Okay, you eat first. I'll be back soon." Song Ye smiled at her, then turned and left.

Yang Xue let out a long breath, her cheeks a little hot. Just now, Song Ye was really handsome when he pushed Li Mazi out! If only he could always be so responsible.

Oh no! What the hell is he doing? Is he gambling again?

Yang Xue hurriedly chased after him, but Song Ye walked so fast that she could no longer see him.

In fact, Song Ye had entered the space. The vegetables he had just planted had sprouted and grown to the length of a finger. It was estimated that they would grow up in a while. He did not expect the space to be so powerful. However, could the vegetables he planted be eaten? He was a little undecided, so he decided to wait and see.

I'm going to take my wife to the hospital later. How can I get the money?

[Ding, task released: Sell an electric rice cooker, and you will be rewarded with 500 points upon completion.]

Electric rice cooker? Song Ye remembered that in his previous life, there were no electric rice cookers for sale at this time. It was difficult to sell something that had never been seen before.

But this did not pose a problem for him. He found the oldest rice cooker in the points mall and spent only 40 points.

Song Ye came to his uncle's house next door. His uncle's son worked in a grain warehouse and earned a lot of extra money. Their family built a big tiled house and was the only household with an annual income of 10,000 yuan in the village.

"Splash" a basin of dirty water was suddenly poured out. Fortunately, Song Ye dodged quickly, otherwise he would have been soaked all over his head and face. Now his pants were also wet.

"Hey, isn't this Song Ye! Are you here to borrow money? Our family has no money to lend you!" Third Aunt Liu Cuihua smiled proudly. She actually saw Song Ye just now, and the dirty water was thrown at him, but she didn't expect that he could dodge it.

She and Song Ye actually have no grudges against each other, but everyone in the village says that Song Ye is more handsome than her son. Which mother would feel happy to hear this? How can a person who just lives a lazy life be compared with her outstanding son!

Song Ye knew his reputation in the village, but he was not annoyed. It would take time to change his image.

"Aunt San, I don't want to borrow money. My house is out of electricity. Can I use your appliances?"

Liu Cuihua rolled her eyes, but she felt a little guilty about splashing water on someone, so she agreed. "It's just for a while. The electricity bill is expensive!"

"Yes, thank you, Third Aunt!" Song Ye walked into the courtyard carrying a big box.

"You're so lazy that you don't even pay the electricity bill!" Liu Cuihua muttered behind him.

"Song Ye is here!" Third uncle Song Yongkang asked with a smile.

"Hello, Third Uncle!" Song Ye quickly lowered his head. Third Uncle was a good man. In his previous life, he took care of his brothers and sisters thanks to him. After he became rich, he sent money to his family through Third Uncle.

"Oh, good!" Song Yongkang was very surprised. He didn't expect Song Ye to be so sober and polite today.

"Uncle San, I've told Aunt San that I can use your home appliances for a while."

"Ah, use it, use it!" Song Yongkang let him into the house, and Song Ye went straight to the kitchen.

He took out the rice cooker and spent 10 points to buy a pound of fragrant rice from the points mall. He washed it clean and put it in the pot, then added water to cover the rice to the level of a finger, plugged it in and pressed the switch.

Fifteen minutes later, the charming aroma of rice wafted away and Liu Cuihua came over following the smell.

"Hey, Song Ye, what are you doing? It smells so good!"

Song Ye raised his lips, he took the bait! This is scent marketing, which arouses customers' appetite. It is usually used to sell food, but today he used it to sell pots!

"Aunt, I'm cooking. This is the rice cooker my friend just brought back from the south. We don't sell it here at all. It's convenient for cooking, the pot doesn't stick, and it can automatically trip the circuit breaker. It's very useful!"

Liu Cuihua greedily inhaled the aroma of the rice, "Wow, it smells so good! This pot is so good!"

"Yeah," Song Ye nodded, "It's quite useful, but a little expensive. It cost me 160 yuan. Money is tight recently, so I'm thinking of returning it to him."

Liu Cuihua's eyes lit up. Although more than 100 yuan was not a small amount of money, such a trendy and practical item was really not expensive. Their family could afford it!

"Xiao Ye, don't return it. Sell it to Aunt San. Aunt San will give you 130!"

"Click" the switch of the rice cooker jumped, obviously the rice was cooked.

"This... isn't good. How can I have the nerve to ask Third Aunt for money? I'd better return it! The rice is ready. I'll leave now." Song Ye pretended to pick up the pot.

"No, no, no!" Liu Cuihua quickly pressed the handle on the lid.

"Xiao Ye, your Third Uncle is usually very nice to you. Third Aunt just wants this pot, but you won't give it to her? I'll buy it at the original price of 160. I'll give you the money right now! Don't leave! Don't leave!"

Liu Cuihua rushed into the house and took out her own small treasury. Song Ye smiled and said, selling goods is so easy!

Soon Liu Cuihua took out 16 10-yuan bills and stuffed them into Song Ye's pocket, snatched the rice cooker, and pushed him out the door.

"Hey, Third Aunt, my meal..." Song Ye shouted helplessly outside the door. That was really the lunch he prepared for his wife!

"This little bit of rice is a gift to your uncle!" Liu Cuihua shouted from inside. She had already opened the lid of the pot and took a bite. It was so delicious. She had never eaten such a delicious meal before!

"Ahem." Uncle San patted Song Ye's shoulder awkwardly, "Xiao Ye, your aunt is just like that, don't take it personally."

Song Ye smiled faintly, "It's okay, Third Uncle. Third Aunt is helping me, I should thank her. I'm going home first. Goodbye, Third Uncle!"

[Ding! Mission completed, 500 points, now 1750 points.]

The pot and rice cost a total of 50 points, and I was rewarded with 500 points, plus 160 yuan from my third aunt. It was a huge profit!

Song Ye walked home briskly with the money in his pocket and ran into Yang Xue who was about to go out.

"Wife, what are you doing?"

"Aunt Li just said that the Yang family will give us two kilograms of corn grits for two meals. I'm going to work."

"No! You can't do heavy work!" Song Ye frowned, "Didn't we agree to go to the hospital? Let's go now!"

Yang Xue's wrist was grabbed and she struggled. Seeing that she was in pain, Song Ye quickly let go.