Chapter 37 Regret for Giving Birth to Triplets

Ling Huanwu was already hunched over in the heat inside, like a boiled shrimp, completely unaware that someone was standing at the door.

She took off her cheongsam and started cursing, saying that Zhou Jiuzhen's name sounded impressive, but he was completely useless.

She cursed the furniture in the house, cursed heaven and earth, and cursed everything that hindered her good deeds.

In this life, all she wanted was to sleep with a different man, why was it so difficult?

Little did she know that Zhou Shuyao, who was outside, had overheard her entire outburst.

Just as Ling Huanwu was taking a shower, there was another knocking sound at the door.

Ling Huanwu was overjoyed, thinking that Zhou Jiuzhen had returned so quickly.

She didn't have time to dry herself or put on an undergarment; she just slipped on a nightgown and went to open the door.

"Nine shocks!"

She happily opened the door bolt, but her smile froze completely when she saw Zhou Shuyao, who was panting heavily at the door.

The man at the door was soaking wet, the blush on his cheeks hadn't faded, and his body was still steaming from the water.

Clearly, he was also harboring a lot of anger with nowhere to vent it.

His gaze was burning hot, lingering on her body inch by inch as if he were plundering her.

Ling Huanwu swallowed nervously, feeling extremely uncomfortable under his gaze.

"What are you doing here so late? Go home and find your wife!"

"Sister-in-law, my brother isn't home, so perhaps..."

Zhou Shuyao called her name as if in a murmur, and pushed open the door to come in.

Ling Huanwu was shocked and quickly went to close the door.

She knew that once he came in, things could easily get out of control.

But a woman's strength is no match for a man's.

The door slammed against the stone wall with a loud bang.

Ling Huanwu was pushed so hard that she almost fell backward, but a pair of large hands held her waist firmly.

The palms on my waist were burning hot.

If dry wood comes into contact with a raging fire, it will ignite in an instant.

Ling Huanwu looked up and met her former husband's burning gaze. Startled, she turned around, slapped him, and ran away.

The sea breeze after the typhoon was cool and comfortable, instantly dispelling all the heat from my body.

She ran and cried, her tears more turbulent than the rolling waves at the beach.

The scene of Zhou Shuyao kneeling in front of her in her previous life, slapping himself again and again, was still vivid in her mind.

He begged her not to divorce him.

He said he only made one mistake, and that was only when he was drugged and had sex with his secretary.

He saw that she refused to forgive him.

He vehemently accused her of never seeing even a sliver of love for him in her eyes.

Even her three sons couldn't understand her determination to get a divorce.

Because of their social status, they couldn't accept their parents' divorce and advised her to be more tolerant, saying that there are no men in the world who don't cheat.

Their father treated her so well and never blamed her for being emotionally distant, so why did she have to insist on divorcing him over one mistake?

That day, Ling Huanwu felt regret for the first time.

She regretted that she had willingly married Zhou Shuyao, a man she had no feelings for, just so she wouldn't become a despised capitalist's daughter.

Out of curiosity, she took the "one-child-three-treasure" medicine and gave birth to three children.

For the first time, she regretted that after working hard for half her life, she still had to compromise in the end.

In her previous life, she always felt that adults were too busy making a living to have any real feelings to talk about.

Marrying the man you love is simply a pipe dream.

Everything is just a compromise.

But now that she has the opportunity to choose again, how could she possibly repeat the same mistakes?

She was exhausted from running and bent over, panting.

From a great distance, she spotted Zhou Jiuzhen standing prominently in the crowd on the mudflat.

He and the fishermen were working together to pull the heavy aquaculture ropes back to shore.

The oysters that were about to be harvested and were attached to the ropes had already been scattered and lost most of them by the typhoon.

Even those attached to the aquaculture ropes all died collectively.

The fishermen pulled up several more ropes of oysters, but without exception, there was no chance of saving them.

"Typhoons in previous years weren't this severe, how come everyone died this year?"

"What should I do? My dog, Gousheng, is waiting for my work points this month to earn money to take him to the city hospital for treatment!"

“My three children haven’t eaten meat for a whole year. The doctor said they are malnourished. I’m waiting to earn enough work points to buy rice and meat in the city. What should I do?”

The fishermen sighed and looked at Qiao Hui with hopeful eyes, "Technician Qiao, will we be out of work in the future?"

Qiao Hui was at a loss for words when faced with the expectant looks from the villagers.

The mass death of oysters raised for a whole year means that all the hard work of the year has gone to waste.

The island was already unable to grow crops, and now the fishing industry has been hit hard. If no solution is found, countless people on the island will starve to death this year.

He looked at Zhou Jiuzhen with pleading eyes, hoping that Zhou Jiuzhen could help appease the villagers.

Zhou Jiuzhen also understood that now was the time for them, the people's soldiers, to step in and help overcome the crisis.

"Fellow villagers, our political commissar knew about the situation on the island before he came. He has already been looking for agricultural scientists to come and prepare to start growing crops on the island. As for aquaculture, we will do our best to save it..."

Before Zhou Jiuzhen could finish speaking, the fishermen couldn't take it anymore and interrupted him, crying, "What can we grow? What kind of food can we grow on this island? We live off the sea, but what can we rely on? We're tired of eating sweet potatoes every day!"

"I don't care, you have to give us our work points for this month in the form of money right now!"

Several aunties and grandmas who usually dig for oysters, along with some villagers who cultivate oysters in the aquaculture fields, all banded together and shoved Qiao Hui to pay their wages.

Qiao Hui was in a real bind. "Mr. Li paid for those oyster seedlings, saying he would buy them back after the harvest. Now most of the oysters have died, and he can only deliver a portion. I'm afraid the money he paid will only be enough to pay back the cost of the seedlings..."

His meaning was very clear.

It seems likely that not only will they all not receive their wages, but the farm will also have to be shut down.

Someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

An elderly woman with gray hair suddenly fainted on the spot.

"Aunt Liu, what's wrong? Wake up..."

Everyone crowded around, calling out anxiously.

"What a tragedy! What happened to Aunt Liu? She has three orphaned girls to raise. What will happen to them if something happens to her?"

"That's right. The father of those three girls just died at sea last year. Now, only Grandma Liu is left at home. If something happens to her, how will the three children survive?"

Everyone in the village knew about Liu Da Niang's family's difficulties, and they all sighed that the rope always breaks at its weakest point.

Zhou Jiuzhen quickly dispersed the crowd, picked up Liu Da Niang from the ground, and ran straight to the village clinic.

He had just turned around when he bumped into Ling Huanwu, who was wearing a nightgown. He was so flustered and sweaty, yet also filled with guilt, that he stammered, "Huanwu, I'm sorry, I..."

“I understand. You go quickly, I’m going to my aunt’s house to see the three children.”

Ling Huanwu had overheard the whole thing and knew that the island was in crisis, so she understood that he was in a difficult position as well.

Zhou Jiuzhen hesitated, then said nothing and ran towards the clinic with his back to everyone.

Ling Huanwu then turned around and pulled another aunt along to Aunt Liu's house.

Pushing open the door to Aunt Liu's house, she saw three children crying and wailing inside, looking disheveled. For the first time since her rebirth, she was so sad that she shed tears.