As soon as the sun rose, Shen Qinghe excitedly woke up Jiang Chunlin, who was still asleep, and said, "Get up quickly and go out with me."

Jiang Chunlin rubbed his sleepy eyes, then rubbed Shen Qinghe's hair before getting up.

He Xiuyun was walking around the main room with Doudou in her arms. When she saw Shen Qinghe coming out of the room, she subconsciously wanted to chase her back in. But when she saw the outdoor clothes she was wearing, she remembered that she had just finished her confinement today.

"Qinghe, feed Doudou first. She was hungry just now. I didn't call you because I was afraid of waking you up."

He Xiuyun carefully put the humming Doudou into Shen Qinghe's arms and said, "I'll go make breakfast."

"Mom." Shen Qinghe called He Xiuyun, "You don't have to cook for me this week. I'm going to eat out."

He Xiuyun was stunned and couldn't help laughing!

Shen Qinghe loves to eat, so this month's meals have been low in oil and salt, and there is no salt at all in the stewed soup. In order to feed Doudou, she forced herself to drink bowl after bowl of tasteless soup. She has been craving for it for a long time.

"Okay, I won't care about you. Don't eat too spicy food outside. Doudou still needs milk."

"I know." Shen Qinghe nodded and carried Doudou into the house.

After feeding Doudou, Shen Qinghe went out happily.

I walked out of the yard, closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The autumn air smells so good!

Jiang Chunlin touched Shen Qinghe's head with heartache and took her to the state-owned restaurant for breakfast.

Breakfast includes soy milk, fried dough sticks, spicy soup, fried cakes, buns, and various porridges.

Jiang Chunlin knew that Shen Qinghe was craving soy milk and spicy soup, so he ordered a bowl of each, and also bought a few buns, a fried cake and two fried dough sticks, and placed all in front of Shen Qinghe.

"You eat first. Eat whatever you want. Try everything. I'll buy the rest."

Shen Qinghe smiled with eyes curved, "My husband is so nice!"

Jiang Chunlin's heart trembled. Every time she called him "husband", he felt itchy. Glancing at her chest which had become much bigger since giving birth, Jiang Chunlin felt a little distracted.

After the confinement period, he also ended his life as a monk.

I looked away after a few seconds, afraid I couldn't help myself.

Shen Qinghe picked up a fried dough stick and took a big bite. The freshly fried dough stick was crispy and made a crunching sound when bitten in the mouth.

After eating the fried dough sticks, Shen Qinghe ate fried cakes, half a steamed bun, drank half a bowl of soy milk, and half a bowl of spicy soup. Her belly was bulging from eating so much.

"I can't eat any more."

Jiang Chunlin nodded, stretched out his hand and brought the spicy soup to him. He drank it in a few gulps and finished the rest of the food. When the two of them walked out of the state-owned restaurant, if Jiang Chunlin hadn't supported her, Shen Qinghe would have had to walk with the help of the wall.

"You're so full after eating so little?" Jiang Chunlin looked at Shen Qinghe, feeling both distressed and wanting to laugh.

Shen Qinghe's face turned red.

I ate light meals for a month, but I had a big meal at the first meal.

"I... I didn't control the amount well. I won't be like this next time." Shen Qinghe wished she could dig a hole and crawl into it.

I didn't feel very full when I was eating, but the moment I put down my chopsticks I felt so full that I couldn't sit still.

"Haha." Jiang Chunlin really couldn't hold back his laughter, and Shen Qinghe was so angry that she reached out to hit him.

After strolling around the supply and marketing cooperative, Shen Qinghe finally felt less full, and the two of them walked back carrying the things they bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.

When turning the corner, Shen Qinghe caught a glimpse of a middle-aged woman hiding in a sneaky manner from the corner of her eye.

She looked back, didn't see anyone suspicious, and shook her head and laughed.

I haven't been out for a month and my eyesight isn't working well anymore.

After Shen Qinghe and Jiang Chunlin left, a middle-aged woman came out from behind a tree and stared at Shen Qinghe's back viciously.

In the next few days, Shen Qinghe spent all her time hanging out outside except when she went home to breastfeed her baby. Jiang Chunlin accompanied her for two days and then went to work.

After wandering around for a few days, Shen Qinghe finally felt relaxed both physically and mentally!

She was thinking that after the confinement period, she would get busy with work.

But she always felt that someone was following her, but when she looked back, she found nothing.

Could it be that she hasn't been out for a while, so everyone looks like a thief to her?

Shen Qinghe lowered her head and laughed, then she stepped into the door and was stunned to see the person sitting in the living room.

When Wang Guimei saw Shen Qinghe coming back, she stood up from the sofa stiffly, twisting her skirt with her hands, and looked at Shen Qinghe as if she was very afraid of her.

"Qinghe, you're back?"

Shen Qinghe suddenly realized that it was not an illusion, the person following her was Wang Guimei.

"Qinghe, I'm sorry, my mother insisted on coming over and I couldn't stop her." Zhu Zhigang looked at Shen Qinghe with an apologetic look on his face, his face flushed red.

With such a mother and sister, Zhu Zhigang felt guilty when he saw Shen Qinghe and Jiang Chunlin.

During this period, he seldom went to play with Jiang Chunlin for fear of being disliked.

"Qinghe." He Xiuyun frowned and came over with Doudou in her arms, whispering, "I didn't want her to come in, but she insisted on squeezing in, carrying a lot of bags, so I didn't stop her."

He Xiuyun never forgot what Wang Guimei and her daughter did to Shen Qinghe.

If Zhu Zhigang hadn't been there, she would have become a shrew in the village again.

Shen Qinghe nodded, "Mom, take Doudou into the house, and leave this to me."

He Xiuyun looked down at her eldest granddaughter who was looking around with her big eyes, and nodded hesitantly.

"Aunt, long time no see." Shen Qinghe sat on the sofa and looked up at Wang Guimei.

Wang Guimei was stunned at first, then looked at Shen Qinghe in disbelief. Her lips trembled with excitement and her eyes became red.

She choked up and said, "Qinghe, I'm sorry for you. I deserve to die."

"Is there something you need from me today?" Shen Qinghe lowered her eyes and asked calmly.

Wang Guimei sniffed and said in a low voice, "Qinghe, I still want to work with you. Do you still want me?"

"Is your daughter out of prison?" Shen Qinghe looked at Wang Guimei in confusion, "I heard that you moved to live near the prison just to make it easier for you to visit Zhu Qiaolan.

Now that you want to go out and do something, you don't care about her? ”

Wang Guimei held her breath, clenched her hands together and tucked them into her sleeves, but her expression remained unchanged.

He sighed, "Girls are no longer under the control of their mothers. Now that she's married, I won't care about her anymore."

"Qinghe, would you please consider what your aunt just said?" Wang Guimei brought it up again when she saw that Shen Qinghe did not answer her directly.

Shen Qinghe refused directly, "No."

"Why?" Wang Guimei looked at Shen Wanghe in surprise, as if she had not expected him to reject her.

"Enough!" Zhu Zhigang stood up, unable to bear it any longer. "Mom, why are you always making trouble?"

Zhu Zhigang looked at Wang Guimei with disappointment.

After Zhu Qiaolan went to jail, Zhu Zhiqiang divorced Wang Guimei. He acted as if Zhu Qiaolan was his only daughter. He didn't even tell his eldest and youngest sons and rented a house near the prison.

Now that she has come back to find him, he is happy that his mother finally remembered him as her son. However, he did not expect that his mother would ask him to take her to find Shen Qinghe as soon as she opened her mouth.

He was unwilling, so his mother cried in front of him, saying that she had raised him in vain.

For several days, Wang Guimei would talk to him about this matter in a soft and hard way whenever she saw him. He was so annoyed that he had no choice but to take her to Shen Qinghe's house.

But he thought very clearly that he must not let her mother have another chance to harm Shen Qinghe.

Bringing her here is also to make her give up.