After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

As darkness fell, Wenyi came out smelling delicious after taking a bath, and Zheng Jin had just finished cooking a fragrant meal!

As soon as Zheng Jin saw Wen Yi enter the main room, he immediately went to greet her, took her little hand, and helped her sit down at the table. He then busied himself like a little bee, running around taking care of her.

Wen felt sorry for him because he was so busy!

"Hurry up and sit down and eat with us. Don't be busy. You can get busy after you finish eating."

Zheng Jin looked at the stove that was almost cleaned up and replied, "I can't stand a messy stove after I finish cooking. I'll come right away as soon as I'm done cleaning up."

When Wen Yi saw that he was almost finished cleaning up, she put down her chopsticks and waited for him to come and eat together.

But I couldn't control my eyes; they were fixed on the aroma on the table.

One dish is a refreshing summer dish: boiled melons and beans, along with a bowl of stewed chicken and stir-fried chicken with raw chili peppers.

It looks so appetizing, and I'm so hungry after a day of hard work that I could eat ten bowls of rice!

Zheng Jin cleaned the stove thoroughly before coming over to eat with Wen Yi, and first served Wen Yi a bowl of chicken soup.

"Wait until the chicken soup is cool enough to drink before you drink it." Zheng Jin handed one of the two chicken legs to Wen Yi.

Wen Yi also put some on his plate, but Zheng Jin refused, saying he would save them all for her and eat the other one after she finished eating.

When delicious food is served, sharing it with your loved one is the perfect way to enjoy a meal together – simple yet heartwarming!

The two had just finished eating, and Zheng Jin was still washing the dishes when Zheng's parents returned.

When Wen saw them enter the house, she quickly greeted them and asked Zheng's mother, "Mom, you're back. Did you eat enough? If you're not full, have some more. We just finished eating, and the food is still warm."

Father Zheng put down his straw hat and sickle and replied to his daughter-in-law, "We have already eaten at the host's house, so you can eat your fill."

Thinking that there was nothing to talk about, Zheng's mother asked, "Where did you two go today? Why are you eating so late?"

Wen Yi replied sweetly, "Zheng Jin and I went to the cornfield to pick corn."

When the topic came up, she beamed and said, "We harvested all the corn in that Xiawan field, so we won't have to make the trip again next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Zheng's mother, praying in his heart that she wouldn't be disappointed.

To be honest, even though Wen Yi is all grown up and has been married twice, she still can't help but be afraid of her parents.

More accurately, it's about being afraid of adults having negative opinions about certain aspects of oneself, yet sometimes one isn't really afraid of them—it's a real contradiction.

Mother Zheng was overjoyed and kept praising her, "Oh my, my daughter-in-law is so capable! She has harvested all of this large plot of land."

Wen Yi was overjoyed to receive such praise from her mother-in-law. "I didn't help much. Zheng Jin did all the work, and I just assisted him a bit."

This was the absolute truth, but Zheng's mother thought she was just being modest.

Zheng Jin had just finished washing the dishes and came over. Hearing Wen Yi's words, he said with a grin, "Mom, if it weren't for Wen Yi's help, I wouldn't have been able to finish breaking them today. You should praise her more."

Zheng's mother glared at her youngest son. Did she not know how big that plot of land was? It would take one person a day to harvest it, and two people wouldn't finish until dark. And her son was still so self-righteous? He even told her to keep praising his wife. How could she praise her? Just a little praise would suffice.

Father Zheng laughed and said, "You two are both amazing, working in the fields in this heat. By the way, have you cut down all the corn stalks?"

Wen Yi replied, "Not yet, we'll do it another day." Father Zheng nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Zheng's mother remembered something and said to Wen Yi, "The Liu family's daughter-in-law next door gave birth to a big, healthy boy a few days ago. Let's go see her in a couple of days. You two go to the market tomorrow and buy a set of children's clothes." Wen Yi responded.

Wen Yi asked Zheng's mother with a curious look, "Mom, aren't you going tomorrow? Zheng Jin has tricycles, so you don't have to walk. It's very convenient to go to the market. Why don't you come with us?"

Zheng's mother knew that her daughter-in-law meant well, but she still smiled and waved her hand, saying, "I won't go. Your father and I have to go and harvest the remaining corn from those small plots of land tomorrow."

Mother Zheng continued, "Tomorrow, the two of you will go to the market. Remember to buy some meat and vegetables: 10 catties of pork, 2 catties of tofu skin, and 2 pieces of smoked tofu. If there are watermelons, buy two as well."

"When you get to the field, buy whatever you see. Buy anything that's good to eat or that can be stored for a long time."

"Our family will be harvesting rice in two days. We need to buy plenty of vegetables."

"Although we have little land and many workers, two days is enough to harvest all the rice and corn in the fields. If we have any more time, we can also harvest the peanuts at home."

"After we finish harvesting our own crops, we still need to help Wenyi's family with their harvest. They have a lot of land and fields there, so it will probably take several days to harvest."

Wen Yi and Zheng Jin sat opposite their mother, listening obediently to her arrangements. After all, they didn't know much about these things, so they could only do whatever their parents said.

After Zheng's mother finished speaking, it was time for Wen Yi to watch TV. Seeing that her mother-in-law had finished speaking, Wen Yi quickly asked, "Mom, is there anything else you need to tell me? If not, we'll go back to our room."

Seeing Wen Yi's eagerness, Zheng's mother understood and nodded, letting her go.

Watching them walk away, Zheng's mother and father started grumbling again: "These two are over forty years old combined, and they're still so immature. They come home exhausted every day, and they're still thinking about watching TV."

Mr. Zheng said with a smile, "It's not like you have to pay the electricity bill. They're all young people, let them watch if they want."

Zheng's mother rolled her eyes at him: "Am I worried about the electricity bill? I'm worried about them. Every time the TV is turned on, all those kids in the village come rushing over and crowd into the main room to watch TV, making a lot of noise."

Mr. Zheng said nonchalantly, "It's so lively here! Our house used to be so quiet and deserted, it's never been this lively."

Zheng's mother: "I just like peace and quiet. When there are too many people, there are too many things to do. Every time someone comes to watch TV, something is bound to go missing from the house."

"This TV is such a nuisance. As soon as people hear you watching TV, they come running to our house. If you don't open the door, you'll offend people. If you do open the door, you have to be careful of this and that."

Father Zheng: "Don't meddle in their affairs. Don't nag them about these things in front of them, or you'll upset them. They're all in their twenties, they understand things perfectly well."

Hearing her husband's words, Zheng's mother felt wronged: "I didn't say it in front of them, I was just nagging you about it."

Knowing that his wife was aware of the situation, Zheng's father remained silent. He had only offered that reminder because he was afraid she might make a mistake.

Zheng's mother: "I can only complain to you. Do I look like the kind of person who can't keep a secret? If I have any thoughts, I won't say them in front of my daughter-in-law. I will definitely say them in front of my son."

Thinking about going to the market tomorrow, Zheng's father asked, "Have you given them the money to buy groceries tomorrow?"

"I'll give it to you tomorrow."

As they talked, they changed the subject and started talking about what they needed to do and their plans for tomorrow.