Country Love: Xie Dajiao, 37, is pregnant!

Inside the room, Xie Xiaomei was squatting by the crib, changing Xiao Jing'an's diaper, and Liu Ying immediately went over to help.

The two young people got together and naturally started chatting about trivial matters concerning their children.

"This child is so well-behaved, doesn't cry or fuss at all, so easy to take care of."

"That's right, she's so sensible."

After a few words, chatting and laughing, the atmosphere was relaxed, and Liu Ying had long forgotten about her argument with Zhao Yutian outside.

In the living room outside, Zhao Yutian placed the two bonsai he brought under the window, adding a lot of life to the courtyard.

After arranging the flowers, he plopped down on the sofa. Lin Chen walked over and handed him a bottle of chilled soda.

"You two are whispering to each other again?"

Zhao Yutian took it, unscrewed it, tilted his head back, and took a large gulp, followed by a long sigh:

"Brother Chen, don't even mention it, we haven't made up yet."

Lin Chen sat down next to him and casually asked:

"It's been so many days, why is it still stuck?"

"Who else could it be because of? My father-in-law, of course."

Zhao Yutian was full of grievances and kept complaining:

"With Liu Neng stirring things up in the middle, things will never get better between us. I don't know what he said to Liu Ying, but he won't even let me sleep in the same bed with her at night."

After listening to his words, Lin Chen took a puff of his cigarette and slowly stubbed it out in the ashtray.

He leaned forward, lowered his voice, and quietly offered Zhao Yutian some advice.

"Okay, I'll give you a suggestion to help you resolve this. You can move to the base tonight."

"After you move in, don't go home on your own initiative, don't talk to Liu Ying, and don't give her a nice look."

Zhao Yutian blinked, not quite understanding:

"Huh? Why would I move there? It's damp and stuffy, and there are swarms of mosquitoes at night. I can't sleep well at all."

"Who gave you permission to stay here so long?"

Lin Chen smiled:

"I know Liu Ying. She seems serious and temperamental, but she's the softest-hearted one and has no guile at all. Just ignore her for two days, two days at most, and she'll definitely come to the flower nursery to find you. Who knows, she might not be able to take it tonight."

"When the time comes, just put on a little airs and tell her that from now on, the young couple should make their own decisions and not listen to her father's instigation. This will easily resolve the issue and is much more effective than your daily cold war."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yutian's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately moved forward, his face full of eagerness.

"Really, Brother Chen? Is this a reliable tactic? What if she refuses to come to me? I can't just keep feeding mosquitoes in the flowerbed."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely come."

Lin Chen spoke with absolute certainty:

"Liu Ying truly wants to build a life with you and can't bear to see you suffer outside. She's just easily swayed, which is why she's acting up towards you."

"If you ignore her for two days and don't give her a way out, she'll figure it out herself. Although this tactic is a bit underhanded, it's not good for you two to stay in a stalemate. The more you argue, the weaker your relationship will become."

"You absolutely can't let Liu Neng get away with this. The more you indulge him, the more he'll interfere in your affairs. It'll never end. You'll have to get Liu Ying under control once and for all and make her listen to you!"

As if struck by a sudden realization, Zhao Yutian slapped his thigh:

"Hey Chen-ge! You're so smart! Okay, I'll do as you say, I'll move in tonight! Just wait for good news, I promise I'll sort this out!"

As he was about to get up and go home, Lin Chen quickly reached out and grabbed him, his expression becoming more serious as he gave him special instructions.

"Don't get too cocky. Let me make this clear: I gave you this idea because I don't want Liu Neng to keep interfering in your lives, not so you can take the opportunity to bully Liu Ying."

"When a couple lives together, they have to be considerate of each other. When she takes the initiative to apologize, you should go along with it. Don't be unforgiving. If I find out that you've used this to bully her, I won't tolerate it. Don't blame me for dealing with you then."

Zhao Yutian immediately chuckled, his attitude particularly sincere.

"No, no, Brother Chen, don't worry. I just want to teach my father-in-law a lesson and stop him from interfering in our affairs. I know what I'm doing and I definitely won't mess around."

After saying that, he shouted towards the inner room:

"Liu Ying, I'm going back to the flower nursery now!"

Without waiting for a response from inside, she turned around and strode out, feeling completely relaxed.

Lin Chen smiled helplessly and shook his head, then got up and went upstairs; he needed to rest for a while too.

……

After returning from Lin Chen's house, Zhao Yutian immediately cleared out a small area in the flower base.

He specifically found a closed mosquito net with a zipper, pressing the corners tightly so that there were no gaps.

Two mosquito coils were lit in the corner, which were barely enough to keep the mosquitoes out of the way.

The floor was swept clean, a straw mat was laid out, and pillows and blankets from home were brought over, making it seem like they were planning to live here long-term.

As darkness fell, Liu Ying lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The incessant chirping of crickets outside the window was unsettling.

She was seething with anger. It wasn't her fault, so why should she be the one to back down and apologize first? She kept telling herself not to be soft-hearted, not to pay attention to him, and to let him do whatever he wanted.

After much internal struggle, Liu Ying finally couldn't take it anymore and abruptly sat up on the kang (a heated brick bed). She grabbed the flashlight from beside her pillow, pulled on a coat, and slowly slipped off the kang, careful not to disturb her family inside.

The sound of the gate opening wasn't loud, but Zhao Si still heard it.

Zhao Si lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), quietly listening to the footsteps in the courtyard grow closer and farther away. He couldn't help but chuckle, rolling a pipe as he kicked Yu Tian's mother beside him.

"Did you hear me? Get out."

Zhao Si lowered his voice, but couldn't hide his smugness:

"My son is better than me. Xiao Chen's method really works. It's only the first day, and Liu Ying has already lost her composure. This time, Yutian has won."

Yutian's mother turned over and mumbled sleepily:

"Winning or losing doesn't matter. A young couple shouldn't be so calculating. Just accept the result and don't push the child too far."

"You don't understand the ins and outs here."

Zhao Si leaned against the wall, took a puff of his cigarette, and said:

"This isn't about winning or losing; it's about setting rules."

"We need to make Liu Ying fully understand that she is a member of the Zhao family, and that her life is a matter for the young couple. How can she listen to her father in everything? If we correct her today, Liu Neng will not dare to interfere in our family affairs in the future."

The country roads outside were uneven and full of potholes. Liu Ying, with a flashlight in hand, trudged forward, one step at a time.

Liu Ying strode into the flower base and saw Zhao Yutian lying quietly in the mosquito net, his back to the door, motionless, looking as if he had already fallen asleep.

She reached out and gently touched the mosquito net, her voice soft and gentle.

"Yutian, Tiantian, don't lie there. Come home and sleep with me. There are too many mosquitoes here. Don't suffer here. Those little bugs will crawl into your skin."

Zhao Yutian had already heard her footsteps and was secretly delighted, but he didn't show it on his face.

He slowly turned over, his eyelids drooping, his tone stiff and cold, carrying a deliberate distance.

"Go back now and stop bothering me. I'm perfectly fine here, you don't need to bother me."

"What's so good about it?"

Liu Ying reached out and pulled the zipper of the mosquito net:

"It's damp and stuffy in here, it's so uncomfortable. Home is much better than this, come back with me right away."

"Don't worry about it, I'm very comfortable living here."

Zhao Yutian shifted further into the bed, deliberately avoiding her gaze, his tone still firm:

"Nobody's arguing with me, and nobody's forcing me to hold a celebration. It's very peaceful. You can go back now; I'm not going back."

Seeing this, Liu Ying had no choice but to squat down by the mosquito net, completely soften her attitude, and coax him in a soft voice.

"Yutian, don't be angry with me. It was my fault, okay? I came to pick you up and take you home. It's so dark, I'm scared to go home alone. How can you bear to let me walk alone in the dark?"

Zhao Yutian's lips curled up slightly uncontrollably, but he immediately suppressed the smile, sat up with a straight face, and looked directly at Liu Ying.

"Now you know how to back down? Where did your stubbornness and tantrums go?"

Liu Ying hung her head, looking somewhat aggrieved:

"I won't make a scene anymore, I won't hold a grudge against you anymore, okay? Let's talk about it at home."

"Don't rush off."

Zhao Yutian crossed his arms:

"If you want me to go back, I'll ask you a few questions. Answer them carefully, and I'll go with you immediately."

"Go ahead and ask," Liu Ying said, rolling her eyes at him, both angry and helpless.

Zhao Yutian cleared his throat:

"First, are you closer to me or your father?"

Liu Ying said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

"How can you compare them? They're two completely different things, with completely different ways of showing affection."

"No way, I have to choose one. If I don't choose one, I'm not going home tonight."

Liu Ying, worn down by his persistence, sighed helplessly:

"Alright, alright, I'm closest to you, you're my closest friend, are you satisfied now?"

Zhao Yutian's face immediately lit up with a smile, and then he asked:

"Secondly, will the celebration still be held in the future?"

"We're canceling it."

Liu Ying answered crisply and decisively:

"From now on, I'll listen to you about everything at home. Whatever you say goes. I'll never meddle with my dad again, and I won't argue with you anymore."

These words made Zhao Yutian feel completely relieved, and he pressed his advantage by asking one last question.

"Then let me ask one last question: if I were to fight with your father in the future, would you side with him or with me?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Ying immediately became agitated, abruptly standing up and glaring at him:

"Zhao Yutian, are you never going to stop? That's my own father! How could you two fight together!"

Zhao Yutian didn't say anything, but turned over and lay down with his back to Liu Ying, clearly showing his attitude that he would not give an answer until he got one, and quietly waited with her.

Liu Ying stood there, caught in a dilemma. Leaving would be inappropriate, but staying would feel stifling.

She stood quietly for a long time, watching Zhao Yutian's back. Thinking of how he was suffering in this damp and stuffy little house, her soft heart finally prevailed.

She bit her lip, squatted down again, and gently poked his shoulder:

"I'll remember Zhao Yutian. I'll help you, is that alright? I'll beat up my dad for you, and scratch him too, okay? Let's go, let's go home."