Rebirth: What to do if you fall into a wolf's den

Fang Yuan was like a careful detective, not missing any details. "How are you feeling recently? Is there anything you want to eat or are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Ji Yan smiled and shook her head. "It's okay. Apart from the occasional morning sickness, everything else is fine. As for what I want to eat, it doesn't seem to be anything special, but my appetite is much better than before."

"That's good. Pregnant women should pay special attention to their diet." Fang Yuan said seriously, "I'll ask someone to make a nutritional menu for you someday. I guarantee that you will eat healthy and delicious food."

After hearing this, Ji Yan couldn't stop smiling, "Then I'll be waiting for your feast!"

The conversation between the two continued with laughter, and every topic revolved around the upcoming little life.

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On the other side, the Ji family's living room was filled with a warm and nostalgic atmosphere. The sunlight filtered through the half-closed curtains and sprinkled onto the exquisite tea set. The golden spots of light and the steam rising from the cup intertwined to form a harmonious picture.

Ji's mother and Fang's mother sat side by side on the soft sofa, each with a carefully prepared afternoon tea at hand. The exquisite snacks were arranged in an orderly manner, exuding an enticing aroma.

Mother Ji took a sip of tea, looked at Mother Fang with a smile in her eyes, and asked with concern: "Ali, you just returned to China not long ago, how do you feel? Are you adapting?"

Fang's mother smiled slightly, her eyes flashing with nostalgia and emotion for her hometown: "I haven't been back for many years. This time I come back, I feel that the changes are really huge. The streets are wider, and there are tall buildings. Many old places, such as the snack street we often go to, can't be found now." As she spoke, she sighed softly, as if reminiscing about the past.

Upon hearing this, Ji's mother nodded quickly and agreed: "Yes, time flies, and this city is like a child, growing up in the blink of an eye. However, there are still some old places that are like marks of time, quietly guarding here." Her words were full of nostalgia for the past and cherishment for the present.

Suddenly, Ji's mother seemed to remember something, her eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "Oh, A-li! Do you still remember the cheongsam shop we used to go to? It's in the alley under the shade of the sycamore trees in the old city. I was always worried that it was gone, so I went to take a look last time I passed by. Unexpectedly, the old shop is still there! Moreover, the craftsmanship is still as good, and the fabrics are more novel."

When Fang's mother heard this, her eyes immediately sparkled with excitement. She sat up straight, gestured with her hands and said, "Really? That's great! Back then, we went there a lot to choose fabrics and styles, and we always found the cheongsam we liked. Thinking about it now, those were really wonderful times."

Mother Ji nodded with a smile and suggested: "In that case, why don't we find some time to go to that cheongsam shop together. Let's see if there are any new styles. It can also be a fun way for us to relive our old memories."

When Fang's mother heard this, she immediately clapped her hands and cheered: "What a good idea! It's settled! When the time comes, we will carefully pick out a few pieces, and when we wear them out, we will definitely become a beautiful sight on the street."

The two smiled at each other, as if they had returned to their carefree youth. Their pursuit of beauty and love of life were infinitely magnified at this moment.

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In the Ji family's living room, which is full of traces of time, the afternoon sun shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of warmth to the cozy atmosphere.

Ji's mother and Fang's mother held exquisite tea sets in their hands and sipped the fragrant tea. The topic inadvertently slid into the exquisiteness and charm of cheongsam.

"That cheongsam shop is becoming more and more famous."

Fang's mother gently put down the teacup, her eyes flickering with memories of the past, "Especially the wedding dresses they made, each one is a work of art. It's a pity that my two children are busy with their careers and their love affairs are never on the agenda. I'm really worried."

Having said that, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, as if she was mocking herself but also feeling helpless.

Then, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she turned to Ji's mother: "However, speaking of marriage, your Yan'er and Zheng Haoqian are an enviable couple. They are back home now, when do you plan to hold the wedding? I see that Ji Yan's belly is getting more and more obvious."

When Ji's mother heard this, a complicated look emerged on her face. She gently stirred the tea in the cup, as if she was considering how to start the conversation.

Seeing Ji's mother like this, Fang's mother also felt nervous. She asked softly, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong between Yan'er and Haoqian? Could it be that Haoqian's kid..." When she said this, she suddenly stopped, obviously not wanting to think of the worst.

Mother Ji quickly waved her hand to interrupt and explained, "Ah Li, you misunderstood. Haoqian is a good boy, and we all see his feelings for Yan'er. But this marriage... is a little special."

Mother Ji took a deep breath and decided to tell the truth, "In fact, the relationship between Yan'er and Haoqian is not just a matter between the two of them. It also involves the other four children. The five of them have had a deep relationship for a long time. And now, Yan'er is pregnant, and we don't know whose child it is."

After hearing this, Fang's mother was stunned at first, and then her eyes were filled with deep sympathy and heartache.

She didn't blame him at all, but just held Ji's mother's hand tightly, her voice choking: "Yan'er is such a pitiful child. How is she now? Has she been wronged?"

Ji's mother felt Fang's mother's care and a warm current surged in her heart. She comforted her, "Don't worry, A'li. This morning, Haoqian and the other five came. They promised Yan'er that they would shoulder this responsibility together and give Yan'er and the child a happy future. Their attitude is very firm and sincere."

After hearing this, Fang's mother's frown gradually relaxed. She nodded, with approval in her eyes. "It's rare that Haoqian and his friends can take on such responsibilities. Although Yan'er has experienced many ups and downs, she is lucky to have met such a group of people who are willing to share the ups and downs with her. As elders, all we can do is to support them silently and believe that they can find their own way."

The two mothers smiled at each other, their eyes filled with expectations and blessings for the future.

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In the Ji family's spacious and bright living room, the afternoon sun shines through the half-open curtains, casting a soft golden glow.

Mr. Fang and Mr. Ji, two old friends, had already quietly moved to a corner of the living room while their wives were immersed in a pleasant conversation, set up the chessboard, and prepared for a contest of wisdom and strategy.

"Old Ji, we have to play this game well. Don't just focus on the 'scenery' over there and forget about our business."

Father Fang picked up a chess piece with a smile, a challenging light flashing in his eyes. Although he said it in a teasing tone, his hands were not vague at all. He accurately placed the chess piece in a position that seemed ordinary but actually held a secret.

Upon hearing this, Father Ji smiled heartily and responded, "Brother Fang, you are joking. When playing chess, you naturally have to give it your all. However, you and I are old partners. Besides playing chess, we should also 'supervise' and see how our two 'shopkeepers' are chatting. This is also part of the fun."

As he spoke, he made his move easily, and the chess game with Fang's father officially began.

While playing chess, the two chatted about family matters. The topics ranged from interesting stories about their children's growth to the changes in the city in recent years. The topics were wide-ranging and in-depth.

Occasionally, their eyes would unconsciously sweep across the chessboard and fall on the two ladies who were chatting animatedly not far away, and they could not help but smile knowingly on their faces.