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Ding Sha chuckled happily, clutching her bulging purse in the yard while humming a tune.

At this rate, she would be able to escape poverty and become rich in no time!

Just as she was thinking this, there was a knock at the door. "Hey girl, are you in? It's your Uncle Wei!"

Ding Sha was a little surprised to hear this. It had only been a few days!

Could the lounge chair be ready already?

She hurried over and opened the door. Sure enough, she saw Uncle Wei with a pipe in his mouth, pulling a cart with a beautiful lounge chair tied onto it.

"Come in, come in," Ding Sha quickly stepped aside to let him in, and even ran to pour Uncle Wei a glass of water.

After carefully selecting and placing the lounge chair under the big old chinaberry tree in the yard, which had huge shade, Ding Sha also paid the balance owed.

Not only did she pay the balance, she placed another order for new furniture - a bed.

The bed inside her room always creaked, even just turning over in the middle of the night was enough to startle and wake her up. She was always worried that the bed would collapse.

She might as well get a new bed to sleep soundly.

Uncle Wei left satisfied with the money, and Ding Sha laid down contentedly.

She closed her eyes and lay in the gently rocking rocking chair, quietly preparing to take a nap.

As time slowly passed, Ding Sha's purse grew fatter and fatter. She generously made herself delicious meals every day, and her cheeks soon became rosy.

She no longer looked so rickety, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

That morning, as usual, Ding Sha got up early. She was already slightly showing, with a little bump protruding from her belly, looking as if she had eaten too much and gotten a potbelly.

She felt a little uncomfortable doing anything lightly and carefully, for fear of accidentally touching her belly.

After things settled down in a couple days, she would go to the hospital again for a checkup. She thought of the book's description of the male lead's weak constitution and felt uneasy.

Just as she was about to go to the vegetable market to buy some ingredients, her gaze froze as she opened the door.

Squatting at the door was a bald teenage boy. He looked skinny, with a scar on his eyebrow, and looked at her with an ingratiating yet uneasy gaze.

It was Xiao Jun.

Ding Sha was silent for a moment. Seeing his somewhat nervous look, she sighed, "Come in."

Having received approval, Xiao Jun immediately cheered up. He strode over to Ding Sha's side and looked her up and down carefully, satisfied to find that she had not gotten thinner.

Only then did he lower his head to look at her slightly protruding belly, smiling and greeting her stomach, "Hello there, baby, Daddy's back."

Ding Sha was a little worried at first, but his teasing made her laugh. "It's only been four months, she can't even hear you clearly yet."

Xiao Jun earnestly supported her back inside. "So how many months until she can hear me? I'll read her stories then."

Ding Sha counted on her fingers. "Five months at the earliest."

Xiao Jun nodded. "Then I'll say hi to her again next month."

Ding Sha was amused, but suddenly remembered what she had to do. "I'm going to the vegetable market to buy groceries. Why don't you rest first?"