Yun Xiaohu: "Alright, I’ll call Xiao Lei."

Yun Xiaoqian said, "I’ll bring my sister."

Yun Xiaofei is Yun Xiaoqian’s twin sister.

The Yun family has a tradition of twins. Yun Xiaoqian’s two brothers are twins, and Yun Xiaohu’s two brothers are also twins. In this generation of the Yun family, there are four pairs of twins, and apart from Yun Xiaofei and Yun Xiaolei, the other six are sons.

Yun Xiaoqian and Yun Xiaofei are two years older than Yuan Chun. When they were young, Yuan Chun, Yun Xiaohu, and Yun Xiaolei loved to follow Yun Xiaoqian and Yun Xiaofei around, like three little tails, always playing with their elder siblings.

In the evening, the group gathered at the State-owned Restaurant.

Yun Xiaoqian brought a lot of food coupons. Yuan Chun ordered a braised pork, two pounds of dumplings with cabbage and pork filling, a portion of chicken stewed with mushrooms, a dish of shredded potatoes, and a dish of spicy pepper and dry tofu.

Yun Xiaofei brought two jars of homemade fruit juice from her mom.

Yun Xiaohu brought fried small fish made by his mom, and five freshly cooked tender corns.

Xiao Lei, with her quick tongue, said, "The fish and the tender corn were gifts from my uncle; their village just finished the autumn harvest and picked a lot of tender corn that wasn’t fully ripe. Each household got quite a bit. My uncle gave my family thirty pieces. Yuan Chun, I brought two raw ones for you; cook them for breakfast tomorrow morning."

Yun Xiaofei laughed, "No wonder when I went home today, I saw my mom cooking corn too. It must have been sent by Aunt."

"Yes, Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, and Aunt gave six ears each, dividing thirty pieces of corn. There’s not much left. I only brought two for Yuan Chun."

Yuan Chun replied, "I can’t eat much on my own; two pieces are enough for me."

Yun Xiaolei suggested, "How about we go watch a movie after dinner? I heard from classmates there’s a new film at the cinema, and it’s supposed to be great."

"I agree! I haven’t seen a film in ages," Yun Xiaohu raised his hand.

Yun Xiaoqian glanced at Yuan Chun and said, "I’m fine with it. But will Yuan Chun get sleepy? My mom said pregnant women tend to be drowsy and should rest early."

"No worries, I’m not particularly sleepy."

Yuan Chun didn’t want to spoil her friends’ good mood.

A group of young people, after eating and drinking their fill at the State-owned Restaurant, headed to the cinema.

Perhaps it was because of the new release, the cinema was crowded. Yun Xiaoqian, worried Yuan Chun might get jostled, kept her protected behind him the whole time, making Yuan Chun feel completely safe.

However, this gentle and considerate man, in a past life, was unfortunate to meet an unscrupulous person, leading to a life of chaos.

And the one who schemed against him was Yang Ying, who today mocked and taunted her.

Yang Ying was tall and sturdy, with dark skin. She went on several blind dates, but none of the men fancied her. Two years ago, when Yun Xiaoqian joined the factory, she fell in love at first sight, and her feelings grew deeper upon meeting him again.

After learning Yun Xiaoqian was the factory director’s son, Yang Ying became infatuated with him.

In the past life, the original owner didn’t divorce Lin Baoshan, nor moved her grain account back to the factory. Although she and Yun Xiaoqian worked in the same factory, they were in different departments, and Yun Xiaoqian often traveled for work, so they rarely met.

Later, the original owner transferred her job to her sister-in-law, reducing her contact with Yun Xiaoqian even more.

Subsequently, after she gave birth to her daughter and was in confinement, she heard from her sister-in-law that Yun Xiaoqian and Yang Ying were caught together in the factory warehouse.

A few days later, Yun Xiaoqian married Yang Ying.

However, they constantly fought, living a life of chaos with no children, never finding peace until Yun Xiaolei died. It seemed that’s when Yun Xiaoqian came to his senses and divorced Yang Ying.

Still, like Yun Xiaohu, he never remarried after the divorce, living a lonely and solitary life.