Qian Qing and Zhou Hao went to see a movie but failed to buy tickets, so they went shopping together and wandered around the street stalls. Qian Qing took Zhou Hao to check the styles and prices of the items. Zhou Hao's aesthetic taste was extremely extreme, and he could say that any strange-shaped clothes were beautiful. But he had a special feature, which was that he could touch the fabric.

Some stalls sell clothes of the same style, but Zhou Hao can tell by touch whether the fabrics are the same, which one feels more comfortable, and he can even point out the subtle differences in the cutting.

Qian Qing calculated in her mind as she walked, the stalls here in Y City only sell small items.

There were hair bands, flower hats, and clothes, but the styles of those clothes were just ordinary in Qian Qing's opinion. There was nothing special about them, just different patterns and fabrics.

Qian Qing has a lot of clothes. Some of them were bought by her, some were given to her by Zhou Hao, and some were made by a tailor based on the styles she saw on TV.

She knows nothing about sewing, and her greatest skill is the ability to mend socks with a needle and thread. But she has a good taste and is naturally well-proportioned, so it is difficult for any clothes to look bad on her. Some of the clothes she wears are even copied by others at home.

But Qian Qing didn't plan to start with the big items.

She had little capital, and summer was almost over. Fall and winter clothes were expensive, and if she was stuck with them, she would not be able to get her capital back.

But the profits from making hair ornaments and hairpins are small. And when the market opens, those who make these products will definitely clash with others.

Qian Qing thought that she should look for other things, so she took advantage of the few days she hadn't left to walk around and take a look at the market in the town.

****

On the other side, things were not so peaceful at Wang Hua's house. With a swollen face, Wang Hua dared to take Wan Zhenzhen back only after the sun went down.

After being scolded by her mother, Wan Zhenzhen realized that she had said the wrong thing and she wished she could go back a few hours to give herself two slaps in the face!

Wang Hua is a man, and no one would say anything about him, but he is not so easy with women. Although Wan Zhenzhen knows that these things will not be a big deal in a few years, it still doesn't sound good now.

When they were leaving, they happened to run into Sun's wife, with whom she had the best relationship before she got married. But when the other party saw her, he rolled his eyes, spat, and turned away.

Wan Zhen was so angry that she was shaking, but she didn't dare to go up and tear it apart. If she really started to tear it apart, Sun Saozi's words "slut" would be enough to defeat the enemy.

Wang Hua has been silent. He has not had a single comfortable day since Wan Zhenzhen married him.

This person only cares about food and not about punishment, and he likes to act smart.

Having suffered two insults at the hands of Zhou Hao and Qian Qing, he had to give himself up to them for the third time. He was also beaten up as a result, but he couldn't tell anyone about it. He felt so aggrieved.

How could the force with which Zhou Hao beat him look like a "misunderstanding"? It was clearly an opportunity to vent his anger!

Wang Hua pedaled the borrowed bicycle angrily. He was doomed this time.

Zhou Hao said nothing, and he could only guess what Zhou Hao was thinking. He definitely couldn't just say that it was Zhou Hao who beat him up, and Wan Zhenzhen had to be taken care of, and not let her fall into Qian Qing's hands again. Including his mother, she should stop saying things like Zhou Hao was Qian Qing's gigolo in the upper floor recently!

Wang Hua felt pain all over his body, even to his heart.

The losses he suffered in the first twenty years of his life were never as great as those he suffered today!

He got beaten for no reason and lost face, but he had to endure it silently. He was even more worried in his heart, fearing that Zhou Hao would tell others about it.

Wan Zhenzhen was a little scared, but she felt more at ease. Her belly was a shield, could Wang Hua really attack her?

When they got home, Wang Hua held his temper and explained everything in detail to Wan Zhenzhen downstairs.

He couldn't hit her. Before, he talked about Wan Zhenzhen but she forgot about it as soon as she turned around. Wang Hua tried his best to persuade her and explained all the reasons to Wan Zhenzhen, fearing that her wrong mind would cause trouble again.

"So we can't ask the leader to fire Zhou Hao? Why? He beat you up like this!"

Wan Zhenzhen was thinking about how to deal with Zhou Hao all the way. Wouldn't Wang Hua sue him if he beat him up for no reason?

Wang Hua rubbed his brows and said, "I've said it before. He didn't beat anyone up in the factory. If I really file a complaint, the factory won't do anything. Besides, if people ask Zhou Hao why he beat me up, and he tells the story, what good reputation will we both have?"

Wan Zhenzhen couldn't get over it: "How can the factory intervene in what happened between us? He beat someone up outside the factory. We should just report it to the police. They will definitely take care of it."

Wang Hua's brows were about to be knotted. Wan Zhenxin only cared about herself. If this matter was exposed, Wan Zhenzhen would lose her reputation and he would lose his job and be put in jail.

This year is the time for severe crackdowns. Being a hooligan before marriage is still being a hooligan. It’s okay if no one is watching him, but if someone reports him to the factory, his days will be over!

Even now, this cannot hide the eyes of those who are interested. After all, Wan Zhenzhen's belly will definitely be noticed after a while. But this is the difference. As long as Wan Zhenzhen doesn't tell you the exact month, who can come to your door and say that Wan Zhenzhen's month is wrong?

It was inevitable that he would be embarrassed and there would be gossip, but it was better than losing his job.

"If you file a complaint, I'll lose my job. You decide for yourself?"

Then Wang Hua looked at Wan Zhenzhen with a cold and chilling heart, as if he had really hesitated for a while!

I've told you so clearly, yet you still hesitate for a while!

Wang Hua found it unbelievable, but also reasonable.

Because this is Wan Zhenzhen, nothing she does seems so strange.

At this point, Wang Hua no longer thinks about the tenderness and sweetness between the two before marriage. Is there still any point in talking about those things?

Wan Zhenzhen's motives are always so bizarre, and the things she does are always so strange.

The excitement and emotion before marriage have long since disappeared.

The bond between the two now is the baby in Wan Zhenzhen's belly.

Wan Zhenzhen nodded reluctantly and agreed, and the two went home together.

As soon as she entered the door, Old Lady Wang came towards her with a smile on her face, a glow that Wan Zhenzhen had never seen before.

"Oh, my eldest grandson is back. Zhenzhen, come here, come and sit down quickly. This is the chicken soup I bought specially for you, come and try it!"

Wan Zhenzhen was flattered. The soup in Old Lady Wang's hand was steaming, and it was obvious that it had been kept warm on the small stove.

She had never received such treatment in her mother's home for almost twenty years!

Old Lady Wang slapped her forehead and said, "You haven't eaten yet? Then wait, I'll make it for you now! What do you want to eat? We have noodles and rice at home. The noodles will come quickly, but you'll have to wait a while for the rice."

Wan Zhenzhen tried: "I've been vomiting a lot these days, I want to eat something soft."

Old Lady Wang smiled brightly: "Vomiting is good, vomiting is good, vomiting early means you will have a son! Wait, I'll make you some hot pot!"

I don't know who brought the recipe of "guo chuoli" to the oil field, but it is made by beating eggs and flour into a paste, pouring it into the edge of the hot pot and slowly heating it over low heat. When it is cooked, scoop it out and then stir-fry the chopped green onions in oil at the bottom of the pot. Add water and put the fried egg and flour cakes in to cook, then add two spoons of the leftover batter and add a spoonful of sesame oil before serving.

Fine noodles with eggs and sesame oil were delicious a few years ago. Many families used it as a sick meal, and children at home could only eat it twice when they were sick.

Wan Zhenzhen watched Old Lady Wang busying around, and now she finally began to feel a little bit pregnant.

She puffed out her belly which wasn't even visible yet, it had to be a son!

So thoughtful, coming at such a timely moment, changing her life and giving her new hope.

It must be the son!

****

A few days later, Qian Yu got the introduction letter and when he came to see Qian Qing, he was already exhausted. It was obvious that the Huang family must have made a fuss in order for him to be a self-employed person with Qian Qing.

"Qianqian, let's go to the Oilfield Children's School. But I don't have much money. If I can't get in, I can just wait. It's just a problem for my mother. She has to help me take care of the children at her age."

Qian Yu was ruthless this time. The girl paid to support her, and her mother took Qianqian over directly. If she still backed down, it would be inhumane.

So she took a very tough stance, and her husband listened to her and stood on her side, agreeing to let her go out and try it out first.

Qian Qing waved her hands and said, "It's too expensive. Let's ask if we can postpone it. My mother runs a business at the door, and we are both so capable. It won't take long for us to get everything."

She didn't say she would help Qian Yu because her sister's self-esteem would definitely not allow it.

The two of them went to find the principal of Zidi Primary School. After Qian Qing's help in evacuating the crowd last time, Principal Guo of Zidi Primary School also waved his hand generously: "No problem, let the child take a test, as long as he can keep up with the progress of the first grade. The loan fee is 200 yuan, you have to pay it within a month and catch up with our accounting next month."

Qian Yu didn't expect it to be so smooth, and he quickly thanked the principal profusely.

Principal Guo smiled cheerfully, "Xiao Qian is such a good comrade, your child will definitely be fine, but you have to pay attention to your child's junior high school in the future. We have accepted a student here, and she can't go to the oil field middle school when she goes to junior high school. When the time comes, you can either continue to pay the tuition for junior high school, or transfer the child's household registration to the city and follow the district."

Qian Qing wasn't worried about this. How could her sister not be able to earn enough to get a city hukou in five years?

The two thanked each other, and in the remaining few days they brought Qian's mother over and rented a house on the first floor between Zidi No. 1 Primary School and Qian Qing's house.

The house with two bedrooms and one living room was assigned to a young man who worked as a technician. Since he was not married yet, he rarely lived there and preferred to live in his home outside the oil field.

Qian Qing paid for the rent, and Qian's mother settled there first.

The train tickets were booked for two days, and Qian Qing spent those two days accompanying Zhou Hao.

Last time Zhou Hao was on a business trip, he was gone for more than half a month. It’s not known how long she will be gone this time.

Taking advantage of the situation, Qian Qing also went to chat with Chen Xinran. Chen Xinran was attending college in a big city, so she must know a lot.

When Chen Xinran heard that she was going to the provincial capital to purchase goods by taking a hard seat, he said, "There are many pickpockets on the train. Tell me your train number and I'll see if I can get you a berth when you arrive."

The distance is short, so there are definitely no berths available. But every time there are trains, there are always some people who can't catch the train, or can't leave temporarily. If a berth is available, it depends on who can fill it.

Chen Xinran had just dealt with her stepmother and stepsister a few days ago, making the house a mess, and she was in a good mood.

"By the way, you must be short of money to buy goods, right? Take this thousand dollars and use it first."