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

"Boss, don't feel guilty on my behalf. That woman looks like a rich girl."

Zhao Jianliang scratched his head and explained with a smile, "At the time, it seemed like she had been sold out by someone she knew. Who knew what kind of deep-seated hatred existed between them?"

We can't get too close to them now, after all, I'm the one who ruined their plans.

"If we accidentally offend someone we can't afford to offend without our knowledge, that would be a real problem. We're just ordinary people; we can't afford to gamble with our humanity."

Xu Changshi looked at Zhao Jianliang, who had been silent, and saw him suddenly say so much to explain things to him, and couldn't help but laugh.

That's true. He had originally thought that since they would come here often in the future, if they knew someone in Guangzhou, they could ask that person for help if anything happened.

I don't want to think about it now. I'll just let them be more careful in the future.

……

When Zhao Jianliang returned home, it was just getting dark.

But the moon was very bright, and under the moonlight, he was carrying large and small bags. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Wang Yanling picking grapes in the yard.

In August, the grapes in their yard were ripe, and there was a grape vineyard in front of their house.

Every year the trees bear a large harvest and ripen quickly. Fearing that her family might not be able to finish them all before they spoil, Wang Yanling always picks and sells them at the market.

Although the money earned from selling them wasn't much, it was still a source of income.

Since there's not much income at home, Wang Yanling takes the fruit and vegetables she grows that she can't finish eating to the market to sell.

As for food, leftover sweet potatoes and corn can be fed to the pigs at home.

After handing over the rice to the government, there wasn't even enough for their own consumption. There was no other way; they weren't allocated much land.

The three children who were helping out saw their father return and immediately called out, "Dad!"

Zhao Jianliang nodded in response, then quickly put the package into the room and came out to help.

Looking at Zhao Xinghua on the grape trellis, and then at the few bunches of grapes in the basket.

The pale yellow grapes had very thin skins, making them look very translucent. Zhao Jianliang then looked at Zhao Xinghua, worried that the child might fall, and said, "You come down first, I'll pick them."

He then said to his wife, "Yanling, you're pregnant, so don't move. Let me and the children take care of things."

Looking at Zhao Jianliang, Wang Yanling felt much more relaxed. The others had been busy all day and had just finished eating.

Knowing that tomorrow is market day, I decided to pick the grapes from my house overnight and take them to the market to sell tomorrow.

Wang Yanling thought it was good that her husband was back. She needed to harvest the vegetables in the garden before dawn the next morning and take them to the market to sell along with the grapes.

By the time the grapes were packed into the basket, it was already ten o'clock. I realized that Zhao Jianliang hadn't eaten.

Wang Yanling told the children to wash their faces and feet and then go to bed, while she still had to make noodles for the men.

Zhao Jianliang also went to bathe in the river. There was a small river not far from their house, which supplied water to the fields next to them.

Unfortunately, Wang Yanling's house didn't have any farmland nearby; it all belonged to other people.

The river is mainly used to make it convenient for them to wash clothes and vegetables, and cook pig feed.

Fortunately, his house is upstream of the fields; if it were downstream, they wouldn't dare use the water with peace of mind.

After all, farmyard manure is used in rice paddies, and people are worried about feeding it to pigs, so they don't dare wash their clothes there.

After Wang Yanling finished cooking the noodles, Zhao Jianliang returned. "Come and eat quickly, or the noodles will get soggy."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll come right after I hang up the clothes."

Looking at the enormous bowl in front of him, Zhao Jianliang couldn't help but say, "How come there's so much? We don't have to work tonight, so we can just eat a couple of bites."

Wang Yanling thought he had a big appetite; he used to eat seven or eight bowls of rice with two large bowls of rice before he was full.

Wang Yanling didn't explain, but just casually said, "I accidentally made too much, so please make do with this."

Zhao Jianliang looked at the oily bowl, where there were two perfectly fried eggs.

A few green vegetables were in the center of the bowl. The noodles looked very appetizing. Zhao Jianliang thought to himself, "I won't compromise on this."

But he didn't stand on ceremony, nor did he say anything to Wang Yanling about how hard she had worked or thanked her.

It's not that Zhao Jianliang didn't know his wife's hardships and didn't want to talk about them, but rather that he didn't think to. The goodness of rural men lies in their actions, and so does their badness.

Although Wang Yanling felt somewhat uncomfortable with the man's self-righteousness, she didn't feel wronged.

After all, women in the village were used to serving men, and the men didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Wang Yanling is not someone who can tolerate being wronged. In the past, she had resisted before when she was wronged at home, but no one cared, so she hid her spoiled nature.

Although she was happy after marrying into the Zhao family, she had no feelings for Zhao Jianliang and didn't have the confidence to show her affectation. Right now, she lacked confidence and security to complain.

If Zhao Jianliang showed even a little concern for Wang Yanling, or if the child had already been born, Wang Yanling would surely have a few complaints now.

Wang Yanling is no pushover. She may compromise when she can't fight back, but if she has the ability to fight back, she will definitely cause all sorts of trouble.

Who is born hardworking? Isn't her diligence and competence something she was forced into?

Who would want to work hard if they could just lie around? If there's an opportunity to relax and do nothing, who wouldn't want to? Only a fool wouldn't know how to enjoy good fortune.

Wang Yanling didn't have the patience to wait for Zhao Jianliang to finish eating. She simply said, "After you finish eating, wash the dishes too. I'm going back to my room now."

Zhao Jianliang nodded in agreement, "Okay." Then he continued to work on making noodles.

After Wang Yanling entered the house, she saw the large package that the man had carried back, which was now placed on the only table in the room.

Wang Yanling didn't touch it; Zhao Jianliang had brought it back, and she had to wait for him to open it.

Their current "unfamiliar" relationship is not yet at the point where they have no boundaries with each other. Without Zhao Jianliang's permission, she dares not make any rash moves.

It's still summer and very hot. They have straw mats on their beds, so Wang Yanling doesn't have to bother making the bed and can just lie down and sleep.

Zhao Jianliang came in and saw that the package he was carrying was still unopened. He asked in confusion, "Why didn't you take the things out of the package?"

Wang Yanling said sarcastically, "Without your orders, how could I dare to move?"

Zhao Jianliang noticed something was off about his wife's tone and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? What happened today? You seem unhappy."

Zhao Jianliang wasn't that perceptive; he wouldn't have guessed that his wife had been holding a grudge since he started eating noodles. There was nothing he could do; a pregnant woman's emotions fluctuate wildly every day.

Because Zhao Jianliang didn't show appreciation for Wang Yanling's hard work when she was given cheap noodles, and because she herself was emotionally unstable, she kept thinking about it and eventually got angry.

Zhao Jianliang casually placed the package he brought back in a conspicuous place, showing no suspicion towards his wife and no taboos between them.

Most of the things Zhao Jianliang bought were for his wife. They were originally meant for her, so why couldn't he touch them?

So this is the downside of not communicating. After all, no matter how good your thoughts are, if you don't say them out loud, who knows what you're really thinking?