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

After breakfast, Guan Xiaoqing saw Lu Weifeng off at the door. "Honey, good luck at work! Hehe, you've worked hard."

They have to keep the gas pumped; they're really broke.

After Lu Weifeng finished breakfast and went to work, Guan Xiaoqing went to the room to check on Yu Yu, who was still asleep.

"Your parents have already finished eating, and you, you little sleepyhead, are still not awake. You can really sleep!" Guan Xiaoqing said softly, her tone revealing a hint of doting affection.

She stood by the bed, gazing at her daughter's rosy little face, her heart filled with maternal love.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Lu Chuyu's face, making her skin look even more translucent, like a porcelain doll.

Guan Xiaoqing couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch her daughter's cheek; the soft touch filled her with joy.

Seeing Lu Chuyu lying peacefully on the bed, Guan Xiaoqing's face was filled with a happy smile.

She slowly bent down and placed a gentle kiss on her daughter's forehead. After the kiss, Guan Xiaoqing straightened up contentedly, her gaze still fixed on her daughter.

She quietly admired her daughter's sleeping face, savoring the tranquility and warmth. Seeing that her daughter wouldn't wake up easily, Guan Xiaoqing decided to go do other things. Now she decided to go to the balcony to check on the scallions she was growing.

These scallions are Guan Xiaoqing's hard work. Ever since the family's savings were exhausted, she has been trying to find ways to save money.

Growing scallions not only adds greenery to your home but also saves you money on grocery shopping.

Guan Xiaoqing walked onto the balcony, where the sun was shining brightly and a gentle breeze was blowing on her face.

She carefully observed the scallions; their tender green leaves looked especially vibrant in the sunlight. Nearby, several wooden crates also contained some leafy greens, all of which Guan Xiaoqing had picked up at the entrance of the residential complex.

She gently stroked the newly sprouting lettuce leaves, feeling their vitality.

Looking at these thriving green vegetables, Guan Xiaoqing felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Although life can be difficult at times, as long as the family stays together and supports each other, they will definitely be able to overcome the difficulties.

Guan Xiaoqing thought to herself that once her husband received his salary next month, the family's financial situation would improve, and they wouldn't have to be so frugal anymore.

Thinking about this, she felt much lighter.

……

In the city in the 1990s, the early mornings were filled with a strong sense of daily life.

As dawn broke, the air was filled with the rising steam from the steamer baskets of the baozi shop, and the fried dough sticks were sizzling in the oil. The owner was busy working quickly and efficiently, calling out to customers all the while.

The streets were filled with the crisp, melodious sound of bicycle bells. People dressed simply, some carrying briefcases and others carrying cloth bags, walked slowly toward their workplaces or schools.

The newsstand on the street was already open for business, and the old man was enthusiastically arranging the day's newspapers.

Downstairs in the residential area, some people are listening to the news on radios, while others are leisurely practicing Tai Chi under the shade of trees.

Children, carrying backpacks printed with cartoon patterns, laughed and played in the alley.

The store wasn't fully open yet, and the windows displayed vintage items like plastic sandals and floral towels.

In those mornings, there was no sense of urgency or rush; everything was both lively and peaceful.

Guan Xiaoqing's neighborhood is very close to nearby factories, so the streets are full of young men and women around seventeen or eighteen years old, chatting and laughing as they walk toward their respective factories.

Some people wore the factory's uniform, while others did not.

Guan Xiaoqing carried her daughter and slowly weaved through the bustling crowd. It was still early, and apart from breakfast shops, supermarkets and stores were not yet open.

Guan Xiaoqing's relaxed and beautiful appearance naturally attracted the attention of many people, such as Li Yunfang.

Li Yunfang stood still, her gaze fixed on the receding figure, a faint look of envy in her eyes.

The figure grew smaller and smaller in her field of vision until it finally disappeared, at which point she slowly withdrew her gaze.

"Yunfang, Yunfang! Are you listening to me?" The shouts of her friends pulled Li Yunfang back to reality from her thoughts.

"Huh? What?" Li Yunfang looked at her friends around her with some confusion.

"I was just saying, I saw Mu Jing from next door today, and she's actually getting so close to Zhang Xing..." The friends chattered on, repeating what they had just said.

However, Li Yunfang's mind was not on this at all; the image of the mother and daughter she had just seen was still replaying in her mind.

Li Yunfang seemed to vaguely remember that woman; she appeared to be the wife of Zhu Gangtai's friend.

Oh right, I think Zhu Gangtai and the others called her Guan Xiaoqing?

Li Yunfang tried hard to recall, and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have seen this woman downstairs at the Zhu family's house before.

Li Yunfang couldn't help but recall the things Zhu Gangtai and his friends had occasionally mentioned about Guan Xiaoqing and her husband.

They said Guan Xiaoqing's husband treated her so well that he was practically subservient to her; a grown man doing all the chores women do at home. Their words revealed their deep disappointment and frustration with Lu Weifeng.

Moreover, they've been together for so long, and married for two or three years. They're an old married couple, yet their relationship is still so good.

At the time, Li Yunfang didn't know them and didn't think much of it when she heard about it. But now that she sees the female protagonist in this topic, Li Yunfang is very curious.

Especially since this woman was quite pretty and looked so relaxed and content.

Thinking about the stories she had heard, Li Yunfang became even more curious: what kind of man could be so good to a woman that he would take care of all the housework?

Li Yunfang is from out of town, but she knows a bit about the local men; they are all a bit chauvinistic.

Everyone thinks that if a man goes into the kitchen, he's incompetent and can't hold his head up in front of his family and wife.

So after Li Yunfang finished her date with Zhu Gangtai that evening, she told him about seeing Guan Xiaoqing.

"So what if you saw it? What's so strange about that?" Zhu Gangtai didn't understand why Li Yunfang was telling him this.

However, considering their current status, it wasn't appropriate for them to get to know each other's friends, so he reminded them, "Old Lu's wife and Xizhen have a very good relationship, so you should be careful."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunfang paused for a moment, then nodded, thinking about their relationship.

Seeing Li Yunfang's sullen expression, Zhu Gangtai comforted her, "Alright, don't keep focusing on other people's affairs. We finally managed to find time to meet today, so let's not waste it on these things."

Li Yunfang recalled that every time she met this man, it was either in a hotel or in her rented apartment.

Li Yunfang thought about how they were all women, yet the difference in treatment was so huge, and couldn't help but complain, "Every time we meet, it's just about the same old things in bed. Can't we have something new to do?"

"How about I take you shopping for clothes?" Zhu Gangtai saw that the woman was in a bad mood today, so he still wanted to give her something.

After all, Li Yunfang was a woman with good looks and a hot figure, and she was very uninhibited in bed. Every time he did that thing with her, it was very exciting. Zhu Gangtai was just starting to get interested in her.

Therefore, Zhu Gangtai is now willing to spend money to please her.