"Oh, okay."

Zhang Changfeng felt sad. If she had married Zhou Yanjing, she would be the one enjoying the good life now.

Zhou's mother walked closer to the edge of the field, and the two green cucumbers in her hand looked particularly fresh and tender in the sunlight. She walked over to Chen Liwu with a smile and handed her a cucumber, "Wuwu, come here, eat some cucumbers to quench your thirst. They are freshly picked and very fresh."

Shen Liwu took the cucumber with a grateful smile on her face, “Thank you, Mom, you are so kind.”

Mother Zhou waved her hands and said nonchalantly, "We are a family, why should we be polite? You are pregnant and you still come to the fields with Yan Jing to work. You should take care of yourself."

Zhou Yanjing put down the sickle, walked over to take another cucumber, took a bite, and the juice overflowed, "Mom, don't worry, I'm watching over you, I won't let Wuwu get tired."

Mother Zhou glanced at him, her tone a little reproachful, "What are you talking about? If you hadn't taken Wuwu around, would I have been so careless?"

Zhou Yanjing smiled and said nothing more. Shen Liwu lowered her head and ate a cucumber, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, with a bit of satisfaction in her eyes.

"You guys eat, I'll go over and help your dad harvest the corn over there, and then come back to help cut the corn stalks. Wuwu, don't work. Yanjing is strong, let him do it." Zhou's mother instructed.

"I know, mom."

After watching Zhou's mother leave, Zhou Yanjing ate half of the cucumber in his hand and put it aside. He turned to look at Shen Liwu, and saw that she was eating with relish, with a hint of satisfaction between her eyebrows, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Is it delicious?" he asked softly.

Shen Liwu raised her head, still chewing a cucumber in her mouth, and answered vaguely: “Well, it’s very crisp and juicy, much better than those bought outside.”

Zhou Yanjing smiled, reached out to smooth the loose hair on her forehead, and his fingertips gently brushed across her forehead, bringing a slight coolness.

"Then eat more, and I'll pick a few more for you later. I feel like your appetite has improved because you're pregnant."

Shen Liwu nodded, "It seems to be getting better. I eat a little more. What if I get fat in nine months?"

"Be a little fatter."

Shen Liwu's eyes unconsciously drifted towards Zhang Changfeng in the distance. The woman had already walked away with her husband. Her back looked a little thin and her steps were unsteady, as if every step was walking on the edge of a knife.

Zhou Yanjing noticed her gaze, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't look at it, we can't control other people's affairs."

Shen Liwu retracted his gaze, looked at Zhou Yanjing, and said, “Is that person Zhang Changfeng?”

Zhou Yanjing: “…”

What you fear will come true.

Zhou Yanjing was silent for a moment, his eyes flickered, and then he returned to his calm. He gently squeezed Shen Liwu's hand, and said in a steady tone, "It's her. But I haven't had any contact with her for a long time."

Shen Liwu pursed her lips, her eyes still fixed on Zhang Changfeng's receding figure in the distance. Her fingers unconsciously stroked the cucumber's skin, the rough touch making her a little dazed.

"She doesn't look...well."

Zhou Yanjing's eyes darkened, and he whispered, "That was her own choice. There's only so much we can do."

He used a little more force in his hands to pull her closer, as if this could separate the complicated emotions. "Don't think about it, just eat your cucumber."

Shen Liwu nodded and took a bite of the cucumber, the crisp sound was particularly clear in the silent field. Her gaze turned into the distance again. The sunlight shone on Zhang Changfeng, outlining a lonely shadow. She lowered her head and said softly, "I just think...if she had chosen you at the beginning, would it be different?"