A Handbook for Raising a Wife in the Last Days [Double/‌‌‍‍1‍‌‎v‎‎‌‍‌1‍‌‍‎]

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*He raised this little person in his heart from childhood to adulthood, and he loved and spoiled her in his hands.

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Not long ago, there was another happy event in Yangjia Village. Yang Dashun, who also belonged to the "Da" generation, had been robbed when he went to the town with Yang Dahui. Later, under the urging of his parents, he changed for the better and no longer hung out with such bad friends.

After the shed outside the village was built, Yang Dashun secretly went there to play. He especially liked a girl named Qingqing inside and often went to see her.

He knew that his mother would not let Qingqing marry into the family, and she didn't love him enough to rebel against her family for her, so no matter how she hinted, Yang Dashun didn't give in.

Until the day when the locust plague came, Yang Dashun and Qingqing were hanging out together. Without adequate shelter, they were soon bitten by locusts and bled profusely. The two fled all the way back to the village.

Yang Dashun fell on the road and almost slipped into a ditch. It was Qingqing who pulled him. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for him to get out facing the swarm of locusts.

After returning home, Qingqing also slapped the locusts off his body first, so Yang Dashun was moved and decided to marry Qingqing.

Isn't it the case that in this world, one must find someone who can share the joys and sorrows with him? No matter what Qingqing thinks, as long as she can live a good life with him, Yang Dashun will not care about the past.

His mother was not very satisfied and disliked that Qingqing had slept with so many people and often criticized him. She only agreed for the sake of her son's face. It was not until Qingqing became pregnant not long after she entered the family that she stopped complaining about the marriage.

Qingqing has never gone out since she came into the house. Calculating the date, it turned out that she was pregnant with Dashun's child. Yang Dashun's parents were not too mean people. Although the child's biological mother was not very good, they let it go for the sake of the child. Yang Dashun also loved his wife very much. Occasionally, he would change things and cook a bowl of brown sugar water and eggs for Qingqing to nourish her.

This made Qingqing's former "brothers and sisters" extremely envious. After the locust plague was over, they recovered from their injuries and ran back, wanting to imitate Qingqing's way and find a long-term meal ticket for themselves.

"Giving birth at this time... Well, when the time comes, we can send some milk powder over." Ji Wenxin sighed, "It can be said that you get what you ask for."

He had no opinion on other people's lives, but he thought of the children in the apocalypse he saw in his previous life. They were thin and dirty, with dull and numb eyes. They easily lost their lives for a bite of food. Now in the village, the children have become much darker and thinner.

Ji Wen thought about it for a while and then put it out of his mind. In this world, he should focus on himself. Everyone has his own ideas and lives his own life. He cannot judge them casually. Not everyone has the same conditions, and there is not only one way to go in the world. As long as he does not hurt others, he does not need to care too much.

Yang Dashun's family was not the only one who got pregnant and had babies. After the power grid was restored, people were in the mood to think about things other than eating. When they had nothing to do, they just made love in bed. There were no family planning products, so even if they did not have sex during the safe period, it was not 100% safe. There were several people in the village who got pregnant, not just young couples, but also several middle-aged couples.