Since selling her job, Grandma Wu has been gradually preparing things for her trip to the countryside.

The more you prepare, the more it feels like you're still lacking something.

Thinking about how many things she had already acquired in the mirror space, Old Lady Wu felt a sense of relief. Luckily, she had such a treasure; it was practically a walking backpack. Without it, she wouldn't have been able to carry much, and she would have been exhausted from trekking through mountains and rivers.

"Aunt Wu, here to buy things again?"

A loud voice came from beside her. Old Mrs. Wu turned her head and nodded with a smile, "Yes, you've served fresh vegetables again today?"

"Of course! Everything in my house is fresh. Would you like to come and take a look?"

The elderly women and men at the market are all very familiar with Granny Wu; these days, she comes every single day without fail.

"These eggplants and cabbages are quite good."

"Right? I'm not one to lie to people. What I make is what I make. I would never dare to pass off inferior goods as superior ones."

"Give me thirty catties of each kind."

Grandma Wu's generous gesture made the woman, who was about to start eating, pause and ask again, afraid she had misheard, "How much? Thirty pounds?"

"Yes," Grandma Wu explained, "I like to eat pickled vegetables. Pickled eggplant and cabbage, or cold salad with sesame oil, are great with rice."

Just hearing Grandma Wu say that, the auntie could already imagine how delicious it must be. "Okay, I'll weigh it for you. I'll try it when I get home, to have a new way of eating it."

The market has an early morning market, offering all kinds of fresh vegetables and snacks.

Grandma Wu stopped at a vegetable stall to buy some things. Someone saw that she had a lot of things to buy and kindly lent her a cart. "Look, I have some here too, fresh red peppers, some spicy and some not spicy but fragrant. Want some?"

"Come on!" Old Mrs. Wu waved her hand, ready to leave with a flourish.

The buyer was overjoyed; he had really made the right choice in borrowing the car. Upon hearing Grandma Wu's voice, he quickly weighed out thirty pounds and considerately placed them in the car for her.

Old Mrs. Wu had basically bought up all the vegetables in the market. She pushed her cart into a secluded spot, waved her hand, and stored everything into her spatial storage.

After waiting a while and repeatedly checking that no one was around, I returned the car to the chili vendor.

"Is it all uninstalled?"

"It's not far from home."

It was already past noon when Grandma Wu left the market.

The place we're going to is in the south, where there are more beds than kangs (heated brick beds), so if you want to be comfortable, you need to prepare plenty of cool mats and dry bedding.

Cigarettes, alcohol, candy, and all sorts of pastries also need to be prepared. Although her household registration can be transferred, she will need to be adept at interpersonal relationships to make her life smoother in that place.

These things are rare items anywhere, and they would be good stepping stones for asking for directions.

I came out of the supply and marketing cooperative with two large bags in my hands.

With her purse empty, Grandma Wu headed home as the orange twilight descended.

I was so busy today, going in and out of this store, I was completely disoriented and even forgot to eat.

I stretched my sore shoulders and stopped just as I reached the entrance of the compound.

Huang Xiaofu's mind raced with impatience. "What are you doing? You're getting married soon, why are you looking for me?"

"Does he also want to have an affair with me?"

Miao Fengying took a step back in disbelief. "How could you say that? I know I was wrong before, but I didn't mean what I said to you."

"I was forced into this, you know my mom..."

Huang Xiaofu smiled inexplicably, "You're trying to say that you were forced into this by your mother?"

"Yes, yes, what those gossipy women say is unreliable. They'll say anything as outrageous as possible just for the sake of gossip. I've been ruined by them!"

"Yeah?"

Seeing that his expression had softened, Miao Fengying was overjoyed and hurriedly grabbed his hand, unaware of the fleeting look of disgust on his face.

"Of course! I've always liked you. You might not realize it, but girls only act capriciously and have the right to be capricious when they like someone. Otherwise, how could I have said something like that to you?"

Grandma Wu smacked her lips, clicking her tongue in amazement. "She's really a master!" she thought, inexplicably finding that Miao Fengying's words made a lot of sense.

Bah! What do you mean, "right"?

Huang Xiaofu also looked dazed, as if he believed what she said.

“Take me away. I don’t like that short, stout Qiao Zhenjun at all. What does he have that compares to you? How could I possibly like him?” Miao Fengying’s eyes were slightly red as she swayed Huang Xiaofu’s hand from side to side.

Huang Xiaofu's eyes moved slowly. "Take you away? But I'm going to the countryside too. I'm leaving here early the day after tomorrow. Are you willing to come with me to the countryside to suffer?"

Miao Fengying hesitated. Go to the countryside? Go to the rural area? She didn't want to. How could such a place keep her? She only asked Huang Xiaofu to take her away as an excuse, a way to win him over.

"You were doing well at the machine factory, why did you have to go to the countryside?"

Huang Xiaofu's eyes left her stiff face, seemingly unaware of her unease. "I'll go if I want to. Just tell me if you're willing to go or not."

Miao Fengying stammered for a long time, unable to speak, "Can't you go back to the factory? Then I can work, take care of the children, do laundry and cook, and the whole family can live happily together, wouldn't that be better?"

"Child? Bastard?"

Miao Fengying's expression changed, and she shook off his hand, "How could you say such insulting things to me! I truly like you!"

"Sincere? It's true that you slept with other people, it's true that you married other people, but it's fake that you insulted me? It's fake that you played me?"

Huang Xiaofu sneered and stopped looking at her; he had truly misjudged her.

Miao Fengying roared, "I was wrong about you! I thought you truly liked me and would treat me wholeheartedly. I only came to you because I was desperate. I never expected you to be this kind of person!"

"What does it matter whose child we raise? I'm yours!"

"You're still fussing over these things? Are you even a man?"

After Miao Fengying finished speaking, she felt relieved and glared at Huang Xiaofu, who looked completely indifferent. "Fine, if you don't want me, there are plenty of people who would!"

"Goodbye, I won't see you off."

"snort!"

Miao Fengying's spirited figure disappeared into the darkness, and Huang Xiaofu deflated like a balloon.

He's not stupid; how could he not tell whether someone was genuinely trying to get rid of him or was being forced into it when they were cursing him?

It seems that she realized the marriage wasn't as good as she had expected, so she decided to find someone to take over and dump Qiao Zhenjun.

He stood there blankly for a moment, about to turn around, when he heard footsteps behind him. Thinking it was Miao Fengying returning, he frowned and was about to speak when he saw who it was, then froze.

"Mom? It's you."

Old Mrs. Wu shook the oil paper package in her hand. "What, it can't be me?"

"You saw it all just now?"