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

The holiday flew by, and Wen Yi and Cheng Qingsong resumed their inseparable routine of leaving early and returning late.

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Time flies like an arrow; three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In August 1994, during the sweltering heat of the dog days of summer, before dawn, Wen's mother and father went to the cornfield to apply fertilizer to the corn.

The corn, sweet potatoes, and rice grown at home have reached maturity and urgently need a final application of fertilizer.

They only returned to eat and rest when the sun was high in the sky.

As soon as Mrs. Wen entered the door, she exclaimed, "It's so hot today, like a steam room. Going into the cornfield is torture! I feel so itchy all over, like a million ants are crawling on me."

Mr. Wen followed closely behind, listening to his wife's complaints without saying a word. He simply took off his worn-out coat, went into the main room, took out two stools, and sat down with Mrs. Wen in the shady spot under the eaves by the door to rest.

The junior high and high school students in the family had been back for more than half a month. After resting for a while, Wen's mother stood at the front door and called out to Wen Jing.

After calling for a long time without any response, Mr. Wen guessed, "The two children probably went to the peanut field with their parents to pick peanuts. I think I heard Mom mention it this morning."

After thinking about it for a moment, Wen's mother also felt that it made sense. This month was getting busier, and the family members all had to harvest the peanuts on their four or five acres of land first.

Otherwise, we'll be too busy when the rice and corn are ripe.

By then, we will need to exchange farm work with other families in the village, so we will naturally have no time to take care of harvesting peanuts. Although it is a bit early to harvest peanuts now, it is not impossible to harvest them earlier.

The two women, Ms. Wen and her husband, are resting for a bit now. After they have eaten, they will go to help out.

The two talked about the upcoming harvest and which family they had arranged to exchange farm work for for a few days.

They were discussing which family to help on which day, and which family should be helped on which day, when they saw Zheng Jin and Zhang Xing passing by the door.

Mr. Wen greeted them warmly: "Zheng Jin, Zhang Xing, where are you headed? Come and sit at my house."

Zheng Jin replied with a smile, "No need to trouble Uncle Wen. We pass by your house every day, and you always greet us so warmly."

When Mr. Wen saw them, he immediately started talking and asked them where they were going, to which Zheng Jin answered each question.

"Zheng Jin, have you finished all the farm work?"

When Mr. Wen asked a question, he would answer, "My family doesn't have much land. My parents can manage. I'll come back to help for a few days when the crops are ripe."

Seeing that they were chatting so happily under the scorching sun, Mrs. Wen quickly invited them into her home.

Zhang Xing originally didn't want to go, but seeing that Zheng Jin had gone, he had no choice but to follow.

When Wen's mother saw them coming up the stairs, she quickly went to her house and brought out two stools.

Wen's mother asked curiously, "Where are you going to collect dried goods again?"

Wen's mother only heard from the people in the village that Zheng Jin and Zhang Xing were collecting agricultural products from nearby villages and then selling them in the county and city. If there was anything in the village that could be sold for money, they would also sell it to them.

Mr. Wen asked the two men with great interest, "What kind of things do you collect? Actually, this is not easy. Can you two young men handle this kind of hardship?"

Zhang Xingyun said casually, "We just don't want to go out to work, and we can't find anything else to do, so we thought we'd collect some agricultural products and make a living by earning some price difference. As for making big money, we don't dare to hope for that. It's good enough if we can support ourselves."

Mr. Wen couldn't help but sigh, "I used to want to do this too, but unfortunately the villages around here are too far apart. Every time I go to collect from each village, I have to travel a long way, and it's too troublesome to transport them out. The roads aren't even smooth."

Zhang Xing sighed helplessly, "Who can argue with that? We don't want to go to work in the city, so we can only collect some agricultural products from the nearby villages. We'll just collect as much as we can!"

Every time Zhang Xing mentioned the word "working", he emphasized it heavily and gave Zheng Jin a meaningful look.

Then she added, "It's really Wen Yi and the others from Uncle Wen's family who are capable. I heard that they've been sending you things back from time to time these past few years, and they even bought you new clothes for the New Year!"

Upon hearing Zhang Xing mention his eldest daughter, Mr. Wen's smile blossomed like a flower, and Mrs. Wen's lips also curled up in an uncontrollable grin.

Mr. Wen said modestly, "How much money can they earn working? It's all hard-earned money. This child hasn't come back for three years. Qingsong's parents still come back every year for the Spring Festival. Xiaoyi gets carsick, so he doesn't dare to go home. We haven't seen him for several years. It breaks my heart to think about it."

Zheng Jin heard the news he wanted to hear and said seemingly casually, "They haven't been back for several years. They should be coming back with the children this year."

Ms. Wen replied, "I just spoke with Xiaoyi on the phone a few days ago, and she didn't say for sure that she would come back."

At this point, Wen's mother couldn't help but start nagging.

"As for children? They don't have any yet. They say they want to focus on making money right now. Honestly, if you don't have children, won't the Cheng family give you the cold shoulder?"

Mr. Wen, however, did not take it seriously, feeling that his daughter was still young and it was fine for her not to have children now.

Mr. Wen said, "Xiao Yi is still young and hasn't had enough fun yet. Why have a child so early? Before having a child, she is still a child. After having a child, she will be a mother. Let her play for a few more years."

Looking at Zhang Xing and his companion, Mrs. Wen finally came to her senses and scolded Mr. Wen, "Why are you saying these things in front of two young people?"

He then looked at Zheng Jin and Zhang Xing, and said with a big smile, "Don't take it to heart, we're just talkative, it's just a habit."

Zhang Xing replied with a grin, "It's alright, we'll listen more and learn from it."

He then added, "Young people these days are very opinionated, so you two shouldn't worry too much. Maybe Wenyi wants to wait until she has enough money before having children, so she can provide her children with a better life."

Mr. Wen nodded slightly in agreement: "Yes, we don't understand young people's thoughts either. As long as she is happy, we are at ease."

After chatting about other topics for a while, Zheng Jin and Zhang Xing seized the opportunity and quickly said, "We still have some things to take care of, so we'll take our leave now, lest we disturb Your Majesty."

Mrs. Wen tried her best to persuade her to stay: "It's already noon, you can have lunch before you leave."

The two waved their hands repeatedly, saying, "No need to trouble you, we've already eaten."

After the two left, Mrs. Wen couldn't help but sigh, "That young man from the Zheng family is really something. He's brave and hardworking. Last time I went to Jiangmen Village, I even saw him driving a three-wheeled tuk-tuk!"