A reborn woman abducts her husband: after emptying his pockets, she marries a military officer.

Chapter 133 Can I be the children's godmother?

Having suffered three miscarriages in her previous life, Qin Yingxue was left with a deep-seated trauma.

Therefore, since becoming pregnant, Qin Yingxue has been taking great care of herself, putting her plans to make money on hold, let alone going to sea.

However, during these nine months, Qian Xiaofeng and Qin Dahe's business in Guangfeng County flourished.

The two men went from hiding in the black market to becoming itinerant vendors, and then to wholesalers.

To Qin Yingxue's surprise, not only did Qin Dajiang come to Qian Xiaofeng to get goods, but Qin Dahai followed closely behind, and even Chen Jialiang came to Qian Xiaofeng to get goods. Moreover, he always got a large quantity of goods each time, and he would come to get goods every two or three days. Qian Xiaofeng seriously suspected that he was not selling goods alone.

Thinking about the relationship between Chen Jialiang and Li Shaohua, Qin Yingxue understood a bit more.

Making money is no longer Qin Yingxue's top priority; she only wants to raise her three children.

Time slipped by unnoticed, and Qin Yingxue spent a full 45 days in postpartum confinement under Zhu Huiwen's meticulous care.

As soon as Qin Yingxue finished her postpartum confinement, Song Yanchuan boiled two large buckets of hot water and let them cool down so she could take a good bath.

Because many military wives from the military compound came to give gifts during her postpartum period, and since the couple hadn't held a wedding banquet, they took this opportunity to prepare a five-table banquet.

It's already July, and the weather is hot.

After drying her hair, Qin Yingxue looked at her three adorable sons with tenderness on her face and gently teased them.

The eldest son, Song Shiyan, was calm, but his eyes were bright and occasionally he would open his small mouth to smile toothlessly in response to Qin Yingxue.

Whenever the second son, Song Shiyao, heard Qin Yingxue's voice, he would dance with joy, his short legs bouncing happily.

The calmest one was the third brother. Except when he was sleeping, he would occasionally open his eyes, his dark pupils staring calmly at a certain place, without making a sound, until he was sleepy and then he would close his eyes and go to sleep.

Her skin, which was translucent when she was born, turned pinkish after more than a month of care. Her delicate and petite features made her even more beautiful than a girl.

Qin Yingxue couldn't help but pick up the third son and gently kiss his delicate face.

Song Shiqing's dark eyes flickered, and then he slowly met Qin Yingxue's gaze.

Seeing her own face reflected in those bright eyes, Qin Yingxue's heart melted completely: "Xiao Shiqing, I'm your mother!"

Song Shiqing glanced at Qin Yingxue, and unconsciously reached out her small hand towards Qin Yingxue's face.

Qin Yingxue held his small hand and noticed that his little hand was slightly hooked around her little finger.

This discovery thrilled Qin Yingxue. Holding her light-footed son, she pressed her face against his and said gently, "You must grow up well. Mom will take good care of you..."

Since becoming pregnant, she has been drinking mostly spiritual spring water. Knowing that her body was weak and that carrying a third child would not be easy, she bought a lot of supplements from the mall, otherwise her children would not have been born until nine months later.

Because of the physical strain of giving birth to three children, she had no breast milk during her postpartum period. Song Yanchuan asked someone to buy milk powder, while Qin Yingxue also used some methods to stimulate lactation.

Although the effect was minimal, Zhu Huiwen kept feeding her things like pig's feet soup and crucian carp soup to promote lactation, but Qin Yingxue's milk was still enough to feed Song Shiqing, who was the thinnest of the three.

This youngest son was the one Qin Yingxue loved the most.

The eldest son weighed five pounds at birth, the second son weighed four pounds and eight ounces, and the youngest son weighed only four pounds and two ounces. He was thin and weak, almost like a cat. When he was born, his cries were very faint.

Qin Yingxue naturally paid more attention to her youngest son and gave him her breast milk.

She knew that they were both sons, and she couldn't favor one over the other.

If she takes extra care of the third child, it means she's showing more favoritism to the eldest and second eldest children.

But their younger brother is so thin and weak. When they grow up, she will show them through her actions that she loves them just as much.

Song Yanchuan started working early in the morning, and Zhu Huiwen and the Wen siblings were also busy running around, with happy smiles on everyone's faces.

Song Yanchuan had been busy for several days preparing for these five banquet tables.

The vegetables were all bought by the supply officer. The yard was big enough to set up five tables, but the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks had to be borrowed.

The kitchen was taken care of by Lei Hongjun's squad of soldiers, so Song Yanchuan didn't have to worry about it at all.

Song Yanchuan led his soldiers, including Zhou Xinbing and Xu Fang, to clean the courtyard and move tables, chairs, bowls, and chopsticks.

The military wives in the compound spontaneously came to help, washing and chopping while singing and laughing, creating a lively atmosphere.

As the aroma of meat filled the courtyard, guests began to arrive one after another.

The first to arrive was Ouyang Jian, accompanied by a beautiful young woman.

The two people were very intimate; it was his newlywed wife, Jiang Yueqiao.

Qin Yingxue was still in her postpartum period when they got married and did not attend their wedding.

When Song Yanchuan led the two upstairs and introduced them to Qin Yingxue with a smile, Qin Yingxue's eyes lit up when she saw Jiang Yueqiao: "Seeing is believing, Miss Jiang is indeed a great beauty."

Looking at Qin Yingxue, who was radiant with her mother's glow, Jiang Yueqiao smiled and praised, "Sister-in-law is truly a beauty that could topple kingdoms. No wonder she captivated Battalion Commander Song. I've heard that the news of Battalion Commander Song's marriage broke the hearts of countless young women."

"You two don't need to be so formal." Ouyang Jian rubbed his forehead, looking helpless. "Speak properly, there's no need for flattery. Song Yanchuan and I are good brothers, you two are sisters-in-law."

Qin Yingxue and Jiang Yueqiao exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.

That smile dispelled the sense of unfamiliarity.

Jiang Yueqiao was quickly drawn to the three adorable children. She carefully reached out and gently touched the eldest child's face, then gently tugged at the second child's little hand, and finally fixed her gaze on the youngest child's face: "This child will be extraordinary when he grows up. He is born different from ordinary people."

"How so?" Ouyang Jian asked, his face full of curiosity.

“Look at his features, he looks a lot like his older brothers, but he’s much better looking than them. Especially his eyes, they’re so bright and intelligent, he’s definitely a person of great wisdom, and his future is limitless. No, the eldest and second eldest aren’t bad either… Battalion Commander Song, sister-in-law, how did you raise these three children? They’re extraordinary.”

Jiang Yueqiao liked it more and more as she looked at it, and became more and more excited. In the end, her face turned red with excitement.

"You can read faces?" Qin Yingxue was somewhat surprised.

Every mother hopes that her child is the best and the most special.

Hearing others praise their child like that, Jiang Yueqiao's goodwill towards her increased even more.

"I know a little." Jiang Yueqiao nodded honestly, looking at Qin Yingxue with eager eyes, "Sister-in-law, can I be the children's godmother?"

Looking at Jiang Yueqiao's big, blinking eyes and her cute expression, Qin Yingxue felt a little awkward and couldn't help but look at Song Yanchuan.

Godfather and godmother are just another people who love their son, and she doesn't object to that.