Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 320 - 315: Pregnant

After a while, the doctor let go of her hand and said with a smile, "Congratulations, this young lady is pregnant."

The room fell silent for a moment, the first to react was Li Guifen, who exclaimed loudly, "She’s pregnant, she’s pregnant, I’m going to be a great-grandmother."

"Gui Fen, lower your voice, don’t scare the girl." Lin Han, not knowing what to say, kept scratching his head to hide his excitement.

The big worry in Song Qin’s heart finally settled, and she clasped her hands together, "Thank heaven, thank heaven, Niu Niu finally has a child. Qiao’er, what do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you right away, do you want chicken?"

Before Lin Qiao could speak, Song Rong quickly chimed in, "I’ll go buy it, I’ll go buy it."

Everyone was very happy, except for Song Tingfan, who didn’t say a word. Lin Qiao glanced at him several times, wondering if he wasn’t pleased.

The next moment, the man attempted to step forward, stumbled slightly, but quickly steadied himself, stammering, "Qiao’er, I, I... what do you want to eat... I’ll go buy it now..."

It’s not that he wasn’t pleased, he was just too overjoyed.

Li Guifen and the others couldn’t help but chuckle, and then they went out with the doctor, leaving the young couple alone in the room.

Seeing Song Tingfan stand foolishly by the bed, not knowing what to say, Lin Qiao, who was initially a bit anxious about the baby in her belly, couldn’t help but laugh, "Don’t want it?"

"I want it, I want them all."

Song Tingfan quickly replied, perhaps feeling that a few words weren’t enough to convey his sincerity, he added, "I’ve dreamed of wanting it, really."

"Then that’s fine, I thought you didn’t want it." Lin Qiao touched her flat belly, as if starting to anticipate this baby.

She would certainly take good care of him, whatever she hadn’t had, she would give to him.

"I want it." Song Tingfan looked at her belly like a precious treasure, seemingly wanting to touch it but not daring to.

Lin Qiao couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time, then took his hand and placed it on her belly, "You can’t feel anything now, it takes a few months."

The same soft feeling as before, but it seemed as if there was something more, Song Tingfan lightened his touch considerably.

He was going to be a father.

He must save money well, "Qiao’er, I will definitely be good to you and the child."

"I believe you." Lin Qiao looked at his joyful expression, perhaps the arrival of this child was just right.

With a child, the villain would consider more,

At least in the mind of a normal person, one would not rebel unless there was a compelling reason.

...

In the afternoon, Song Tingfan and Li Guifen went out for a while, and when they returned, they had half a wagon full of stuff, most of which was for nourishing the body. Lin Qiao could understand this, but seeing the pink little clothes made her cry and laugh.

"We don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl yet, don’t buy these, it’s a waste of silver coins."

"Not a waste, anyone can wear them." Song Tingfan’s meaning was very clear, even if it’s a boy, he’d wear pink.

Lin Qiao: "..."

Ever since knowing her daughter was pregnant, Li Guifen’s smile couldn’t close, "What a cute little thing, and these baby clothes are so pretty, I should have bought a couple more pieces."

"I think they’re nice too; I’ll buy a couple more pieces when I’m back." Looking at the small clothes, Lin Han had the kindly look of a grandfather.

Lin Qiao: "..."

Alright, as long as they’re happy.

She bent down to help carry things into the house, but before she could pick anything up, Song Tingfan took it from her, speaking a bit louder, "Don’t touch these; just sit down and rest."

Song Qin nodded repeatedly in agreement, "Qiao’er, don’t bother, be careful in the first three months, we’ll handle it."

"Yes, yes, yes, girl, why don’t you know better, Tingfan, you should watch her more." Li Guifen lectured.

Lin Qiao: "..."

She obediently went to sit in the hall.

They went back and forth into the house seven or eight times, showing just how many things there were.

The dinner that night was very sumptuous, with chicken soup, pork, and fish.

Lin Qiao couldn’t eat more after two bowls, and Li Guifen ladled a bowl of fish soup for her, "Eat more, it’s not like before, you’re eating for two now."

"I can’t eat anymore." Lin Qiao looked at the full fish soup and felt a bit of a headache, she looked imploringly at Song Tingfan beside her.

Song Tingfan smiled and took the fish soup in front of her, "Mother, if Qiao’er can’t eat more, that’s fine. I’ll heat it up for her to drink later."

With her son-in-law speaking, Li Guifen naturally listened, "That’s fine, eating more can’t be wrong."

Even so, Lin Qiao was still full, lying in bed, she could even feel her slightly protruding belly.

Song Tingfan took a glance at her, took off his clothes, placing them on the chair, and then took a small box from the cupboard, which he opened to reveal a jade green bracelet, "Qiao’er, let me put it on you."

"Why did you buy this, it’s quite expensive."

Lin Qiao extended her hand, and Song Tingfan slowly slid it onto her wrist, "It’s not expensive, I’ll buy you more in the future."

He was likely just inarticulate, not knowing what to say, so he tried to show his care for her in this way.

Lin Qiao was inexplicably touched, no wonder she fell for him even though she knew he was going to be the villain.

She reached out and pinched his face, putting on the demeanor of someone who runs the household, "No wasting silver coins, in the future, all your monthly salary goes to me."

"Okay, all to you." Song Tingfan agreed without hesitation.

Not just the salary, he would give his life too.

He had been like this from a long time ago.

...

Li Guifen and Lin Han stayed for a full seven or eight days before leaving with two baskets. They were full when they came, and full when they left.

All were things Song Tingfan bought for them.

That day, after sunset, the red sun hidden behind the mountains, the sky gradually faded from red and yellow to gray. Despite the large size of summer, there was no hint of coolness.

Gao Qiang was drenched after an afternoon of archery practice. While wiping his forehead, he cursed, "What kind of hellish weather is this, it’s so hot, if this goes on, I’m definitely going to be the first soldier to die from the heat."

"What are you complaining about? Vice General Song is under the sun all day." Zhou Fu’an said, watching the man gallop away on his horse, he couldn’t help but add, "Vice General Song seems a bit off lately?"

"How so?"

"He’s been going home frequently these days, even stayed busy until midnight last night, yet he went back home regardless."

Hearing this, Gao Qiang rolled his eyes at him, "You just don’t get it, do you, it’s probably because his wife is afraid he’ll cheat while he’s out."

"Do you think Vice General Song is like you? If he wanted to cheat, he would have done it years ago; that’s definitely not the reason." Zhou Fu’an retorted with an eye-roll of his own.

"Then what do you think it is? If you can’t say, I’ll twist your head off."

"Gao Qiang, you damn it want to twist me? If I don’t twist you, it’s already good, just wait, when I surpass you, don’t cry."

Speaking of assessment, Gao Qiang was full of confidence, "I’m definitely better than you, no matter what I have to make it to become a Squad Leader this time."

He suddenly thought of something, lowering his voice, he said, "But come to think about it, do you think Vice General Song will get promoted to General this time?"

"Vice General Song’s abilities are definitely stronger than the General’s, but you know how some things are." Zhou Fu’an’s tone was somewhat sympathetic towards Song Tingfan.

Perhaps he offended the General, all the miscellaneous tasks were thrown at them. As for the soldiers below, they simply followed orders; how they were directed was how they acted.

The toughest part was for Song Tingfan; with the General not managing things, he had to personally supervise the training of three thousand soldiers, and with all the tasks thrown at him by the General, he hardly had any hours in the day to rest.