CHAPTER 361: CHAPTER 361 COMPARISON

Then Yang PeiMin had another task added to her daily work, which was to think of a name for the child in her belly.

When Shen Yixiang found out, she also joined in with great enthusiasm.

"I say, a boy’s name should have a bit of dominance to it, while a girl’s name should be more lady-like."

Yang PeiMin: "..."

True to form, siblings think alike.

Though she didn’t have any leads herself, she wrote down a few names only to cross them off one by one, thinking they were too artsy. Thinking it over, she felt a more common name with a blessing might be nice.

As soon as she mentioned this, Yang Peiying had some ideas, "Sister, I think names like Hu Zi, Dabao, Shuangfu, Fusheng are good for boys, and for girls, Tuan Yuan, Yindi, Bao Hong, Baomei are good..."

Yang PeiMin: "..."

She immediately shelved the thought; it was better to wait until after the child was born.

By five months, Yang PeiMin, with her big belly, was going to school and felt like a unique sight on campus.

She was excluded from the class labor tasks, her classmates gave her way when walking, and she got to choose her seat first. This treatment was quite embarrassing to her.

Li Yue said to her, "You look rather funny like this."

Yang PeiMin rolled her eyes at her.

She felt that she had become too conspicuous, which didn’t suit her low-profile nature...

Even Ge San Ni, her roomie, who was over eight months pregnant, still looked as thin as before she was pregnant. It seemed everything she ate went to her belly, which wasn’t very big. Surprisingly, it was similar in size to Yang PeiMin’s five-month belly, which was a bit scary. She didn’t know if hers was too big or the other’s too small.

Sometimes watching her struggle with stairs and such was tough; even though she had been quite healthy before and had experience from having two children before, her routine for study, rest, and meals was so disrupted that she always seemed to be tired and looked haggard.

Yang PeiMin, on the other hand, kept well-nourished and well-rested even if her homework lagged behind. From her past life experience, she knew that a pregnant woman’s nutritional and sleep routines could influence a child’s future growth indicators, like their height and physique.

When it was raining or too cold, Yang PeiMin chose to rest in her dorm room, with Yang Peiying delivering meals to her, naturally drawing comparisons between the two pregnant women in the dorm.

"PeiMin, you’ve nurtured this baby so well! Your face is ruddy, even healthier looking than before you got pregnant, and your chin is fuller too. What have you been eating?" asked Guo Caixia with a smile.

Before Yang PeiMin could reply, someone had already answered for her, "What else could she be eating, obviously rice, meat, and eggs. Her family is willing to feed her, so how could she not be healthy? Who brought food to you last time? Wasn’t it another one of your in-laws?"

Actually, everyone liked to gossip about her, even though she was usually gentle with people and got along well with some of her roommates. But everyone still felt that she was different from them, as if her demeanor didn’t quite blend in with theirs.

More importantly, they felt envious because she led a superior life, was beautiful, and carried herself with grace almost monopolizing these advantages; everyone wanted to dig up some less pleasant aspects of her life to balance their own feelings.

Yang Peiying had come to deliver meals twice, both times on rainy days; worried about slippery roads, her family members didn’t want Yang Peimin to walk back home, so Peiying quickly learned to take the bus and memorized the routes, coming over with a nervous yet curious attitude to bring food to Peimin.

Actually, Peimin had already introduced her once, "This is my sister."

But now, most people didn’t believe it, thinking she was perhaps a sister-in-law or something, because she and Peiying didn’t look alike at all, whether in facial features or temperament. Even though sisters in a family might not look alike, there’s usually a trait that makes them recognizable as sisters, yet they didn’t look alike at all.

This time, Yang Peimin blinked and reiterated, "Didn’t I say before? She’s my sister, my real sister."

"Really? Your real sister?"

Yang Peimin nodded and rolled her eyes, "What’s with those expressions? We share the same parents, don’t overthink it."

Tan Yan chuckled, "Really doesn’t look like it."

"Your sister came over to take care of you too?"

"Yes," Yang Peimin responded, not very interested in gossiping about herself.

"Oh, what luck Peimin, not only is your sister-in-law taking care of you, but your real sister as well, no wonder your complexion looks so good; I can’t compare even halfway to you," Ge Sanni commented, rubbing her belly.

"That’s the perks of finding a good home to marry into, unmarried ladies, you better take a good look when choosing a partner in the future, not only should the man be good to you, but his family should be easy to get along with too," Feng Erxi summarized with a smile.

"Haha, getting married is like being reborn."

The others laughed too, but Ge Sanni’s laughter seemed forced, feeling like their laughter was mocking her.

After she got pregnant, the living allowance sent from home had not increased but decreased, with her mother-in-law saving it for when she gave birth, and also, she had spent some money when she was hospitalized earlier, which the mother-in-law didn’t like, considering her overly delicate and fussing over minor ailments.

She had written back several times, but her mother-in-law read those letters, maintaining the same stance, and finally, she called her husband’s factory herself to tell him, seizing the chance to lament how she was struggling with her studies and poor diet while pregnant, saying she really needed better nourishment. She genuinely felt weak, often dizzy and breathless, with meals only comprising mixed flour steamed buns, cabbage, and pickles, sometimes even struggling to breathe while walking.

After discussing all this, her husband eventually sent some extra money, reminding her to buy good food and not to spend on unnecessary things, like the previous foolish acts of compensating roommates for toothbrushes, suggesting she could owe those debts till after graduation when she would be more financially capable. Their household was also struggling, having not consumed any meat for months, and he spent a long time discussing the lack of money before finally hanging up the phone.

Although she received the money, Ge Sanni didn’t feel happy at all, wondering what kind of man he was, fussier than a woman, incapable of being straightforward like men in other families.

Yang Peimin, sitting on the side doing school tasks with a few older ladies, listened to them share parenting stories. Bursting with laughter, her face glowed red with a vibrant spirit of happiness, which was too glaring for Ge Sanni to watch.