Chapter 1340 Am I pregnant? Honey!

Chapter 1340 Am I pregnant? Honey!

"Hurry up and tell me, how is An Jiaer doing?"

As soon as he got in the car, Li Xiangnan didn't exchange too many pleasantries. Song Zimo and he were brothers, and their relationship was already so close that it couldn't be any closer, so there was no need for some polite words.

"One third of the goods that An Jiaer had put on the market have been taken back, mainly defibrillators from the four surrounding provinces. In Yanjing itself, very few of the goods from the more than 600 hospitals have been returned!"

Song Zimo did not hesitate. While driving towards Nanluoguxiang, he told everyone the information he had obtained.

Hearing this, Li Xiangnan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is it about compensation?"

"Well, the contract that An Youting signed with the six hundred companies in Yanjing clearly stated that if the product is counterfeit, the penalty will be three times! An Youting learned from Li Changxia that the price we offered to Zhijiang Provincial Hospital was eight thousand, so we lowered it by two thousand and set the price at six thousand. If we want to return it, it will be a violation of the contract and we will not be able to deliver the product on time. Not only will we have to return the six thousand for each unit, but we will also have to pay another eighteen thousand!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiangnan was shocked.

"Eighteen thousand for one! Damn, there are still two-thirds of the goods out there, which means there are at least three thousand units out there. Can they afford tens of millions in compensation? An Youting is dragging the An family directly into the mud!"

"Yinglong's words are very vivid. This is Xiaodao pulling the butt. He has opened his eyes!" Song Zimo grinned, "This is not just a compensation of more than one million words for production materials. This is to compensate the An family with everything in their pants! More than 50 million, I'm scared just thinking about it!"

When he said this, he turned his head to look at Li Xiangnan who was lighting a cigarette in the passenger seat and asked, "Brother Nan, do you think the An family can get 50 million in compensation?"

"I don't know!" Li Xiangnan shook his head. "The An family is indeed powerful abroad, but no one knows how much money they have made! However, no one is willing to pay out tens of millions because of An Youting!"

"Brother Nan, do you think the An family will take over? Will anyone from their family clean up the mess for An Youting?" Song Zimo was very curious.

Li Xiangnan blew a puff of smoke out the window.

"An Youting's is a factory. The most likely thing to do next is to find a way to get the government to take over the medical factory, auction off what needs to be auctioned and sell what needs to be sold, fill the hole, and go through bankruptcy procedures! Compensate the losses incurred by these hospitals in Yanjing!"

"But this is just a drop in the bucket and is far from the compensation standard!" Song Zimo sighed.

"That's not something we need to consider!" Li Xiangnan said with a smile: "Fortunately, An Youting's family is not Youwei's branch!"

Song Zimo said: "If An Youting is really Lin Youwei's brother, he wouldn't do such a wicked thing!"

"That's it!" Li Xiangnan nodded.

"Brother Nan, do you think the An family will find other ways to resolve the An Youting issue and restore some of the An family's reputation?" Song Zimo asked curiously.

"Of course there are. It depends on whether the An family really has powerful people!"

brush!

The car stopped, and Song Zimo asked curiously, "Brother Nan, what do you mean? Is there any way out of this matter?"

“There’s no way out!”

Li Xiangnan smiled and threw away his cigarette butt. "Let's go. I still have to cook for Ruobai tonight! Take me home quickly!"

"Hey, Brother Nan, just tell me. I feel like you've already thought about the rest of this since you started to...ah, bah, since you used a trick on An Youting! Isn't that right? Tell me now, how are you going to compensate for these tens of millions?"

"Come find me!"

Li Xiangnan knocked on the dashboard and stretched out his hand, "Go!"

"Looking for you?"

Song Zimo started the car and pondered over Li Xiangnan's words, but he couldn't figure it out.

"Do you want them to settle down and look for you?"

"Do they dare to look for you? An Youting stole the technology from your factory and did such a bastard thing!"

"Brother Nan, are they looking for you... to do business? My god, where do they have the nerve to do that?"

"No, Brother Nan, hey, please tell me quickly! My curiosity is about to burst!"

"Brother Nan, I'll have dinner at your house tonight. I haven't seen my sister-in-law for a long time..."

"roll!"

Song Zimo asked all the way, but Li Xiangnan didn't say a word until he sent him to the entrance of Nanluoguxiang. He couldn't stand it anymore and even wanted to follow him home for dinner, but was retorted by Li Xiangnan.

"..."

After walking for a while, Li Xiangnan turned around and saw Song Zimo squatting beside the car smoking a cigarette in frustration. He waved his hand and said with a smile, "You'll know in a few days! Go home quickly! Ask your eldest brother when he will be back. I've been waiting for him for several months!"

"Brother Nan, then you have to promise me that if the An family comes looking for you, you will tell me the first time!" Song Zimo stood up.

"I know, I know, get out of here now!"

"Hehehe!" Song Zimo then drove away with a smile.

When entering the front yard, Li Xiangnan heard the laughter coming from the Zhou family, and his heart was slightly touched.

Wu Wanchun is already six months pregnant and her belly has begun to take shape.

When she saw herself, she looked a little embarrassed. Although she smiled politely, she was more afraid that she would be reminded of Qin Ruobai's belly. So every time she met her, she would smile just the right amount and go into Zhou's house.

Don’t worry!

I, Li Xiangnan, will have a son!

When I got home, I saw my parents folding gold ingots. I glanced at the calendar on the wall and then I came to my senses.

Qingming Festival is approaching.

"In Yanjing, you only have one ancestor, and that is your mother-in-law! Your father and I secretly fold some gold ingots every day, fearing that Ruobai would be sad when seeing it. During the Qingming Festival, you take these gold ingots, paper money, and yellow paper to pay homage to her mother's grave!"

Seeing her son coming back, Zhu Qiuju pointed to a bench and asked him to sit down, giving him careful instructions.

"I know, mom, thank you!"

His mother took good care of some details, and Li Xiangnan was grateful and felt even more sorry for his wife.

There are many rains in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Qingming Festival arrived.

Early in the morning, Li Xiangnan took the things prepared by his mother and rode his bike to Babaoshan with Qin Ruobai.

Today there weren't as many people as there was last year on the anniversary of my mother-in-law's death. There were only the two of them, but the depth of his longing for her did not diminish with the number of people.

A long while passed.

Qin Ruobai was already kneeling in front of his mother's grave, burning gold ingots devoutly.

Li Xiangnan held a hatchet and trimmed the crabapple trees planted around the grave.

Firecrackers blasted, yellow paper burned, and incense curled.

Qin Ruobai kowtowed three times to his mother in a proper manner, and said with tears in his eyes: "Mom, your spirit in heaven, please bless our Li and Qin families with peace and joy, and bless us with happiness and health!"

After saying this, she knelt on the ground and looked at the beautiful woman on the tombstone. She raised her hand and gently stroked her former face, choking with sobs, "Mom, I miss you, I miss you so much!"

Li Xiangnan picked up a lot of crabapple flowers that were knocked down by the night rain from under the tree, knelt on the ground, and scattered them on the bluestone.

"Mom," Qin Ruobai held her husband's hand and leaned down again, "My only wish now is to have many children for the Li family like this crabapple! Mom, you will bless me, right?"

She prostrated herself on the ground, her head resting on the bluestone ceiling.

The distance between her and her mother is just one brick.

"Mom, I want a child! I really want it so badly!"

At this moment, she was as pious as a pilgrim making a wish in a temple.

Li Xiangnan understood all her feelings and subconsciously put his arm around her.

The wind suddenly blew crabapple petals on her face, and the pale pink flower rain fell all over her shoulders.

She looked up at the flying flowers in the sky, and suddenly felt a sour taste in her throat. She held onto the edge of the tombstone and began to dry heave.

Li Xiangnan looked at his wife in astonishment. At this moment, she was staring blankly at her palm - the fingertips that had just touched her lower abdomen were still trembling, and a warm tremor was actually emerging in her abdomen, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, like dewdrops rolling over new leaves.

\"southward!\"

Qin Ruobai spoke in shock, and her husband beside her had already placed his big hand gently on her lower abdomen.

The moment their eyes met, a clear bird cry exploded in the spring scenery, and the startled petals fell between his eyebrows, forming a cinnabar-like mole of joy.

She saw the entire spring crabapple blossoms swaying in his eyes, and as they swayed, they turned into the first cry of a baby in the cradle.

The morning sun cast their shadows on the grave. The newly sprouted branches of the mandarin tree swayed gently in the spring breeze, as if a mother's hand was gently holding up a hope that was about to fall.

"Am I pregnant? Honey!"