"Okay, Mom, please have Auntie wait a moment and have a cup of tea. I'll be out in a bit," Wen Qing said.
"Okay," Yao Shiling replied.
Wen Qing sat on the edge of the bed, pressed her chest, and took a deep breath. The nausea lessened. Was the dizziness and nausea caused by her period, or was there something wrong with her body? She walked to the dresser, took some toilet paper, went out, went to the toilet first, came back, washed her hands, drank a glass of water, and then went to the main room.
"Auntie," Wen Qing called out from afar.
The village chief's wife hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Wen Qing, I'm so sorry to disturb your sleep so early. You must be exhausted from the college entrance exam."
Wen Qing smiled: "No, it's alright. I was going to wake up around this time anyway."
The village chief's wife smiled.
"Auntie, please sit down," Wen Qing said.
"Please sit down, please sit down," the village chief's wife said with a smile. After sitting down, she looked around the main room of Wen Qing's house. When she came here a year ago, the house was practically bare. Now the walls are brick, the floor is cement, and there is a TV, refrigerator, and air conditioner. Yao Shiling is so lucky to have a daughter like Wen Qing. Even Shuiwan Village has benefited from this.
"Auntie, what brings you here?" Wen Qing asked.
The village chief's wife was silent for a moment, then asked, "Wen Qing, your aunt is asking you, what's going on between you and Shi Lei?"
Yao Shiling looked at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing was startled, but her face remained expressionless. Instead of answering directly, she asked, "Auntie, what's wrong?" She and Shi Lei had met through a matchmaker, so it was wise to leave all the questions to the matchmaker. Whether the relationship succeeded or not, no one would say anything if the matchmaker spoke for them. But if they "talked it out themselves," it would be a completely different story.
"Yes, Auntie, what happened? Did Shi Lei say something?" Yao Shiling asked as well.
Wen Qing looked at the village chief's wife.
The village chief's wife sighed, "Shi Lei's family doesn't agree anymore."
Wen Qing's heart tightened.
Yao Shiling was taken aback: "Why?"
The village chief's wife glanced at Wen Qing and said, "Shi Lei's mother said that Wen Qing is too rich and too capable now, so their family feels they are not good enough for him..."
Yao Shiling paused, then said, "Back when we went on that blind date..."
The village chief's wife said, "They said they didn't expect Wen Qing to be so capable. They thought Wen Qing would be even more capable in the future, so they were a little scared because they just wanted to marry a daughter-in-law who could manage the household and live a stable life."
Yao Shiling was furious when she heard this. She thought Shi Lei was not good enough for Wen Qing, but Shi Lei's family was picking on Wen Qing like this. Before Yao Shiling could speak, Wen Qing stepped forward and grabbed Yao Shiling's arm.
Yao Shiling turned her head to look at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing's expression was calm. She understood that this was Shi Lei's voluntary withdrawal. He didn't dwell on her faults, but instead brought up the financial and social status of the two families. This was the most peaceful and appropriate way to handle the situation.
No matter who hears this story, everyone sighs – sighing at Wen Qing's ability, sighing at Shi Lei's self-awareness, and sighing at how regrettable this marriage was. Of course, this sigh is in a positive sense.
Even now, Wen Qing still thinks Shi Lei is a good person.
"Wen Qing," Yao Shiling called out unhappily.
"Mom." Wen Qing smiled and reached out to hug Yao Shiling's arm. Yao Shiling immediately calmed down and patted Wen Qing's shoulder.
Wen Qing's actions impressed the village chief's wife. Originally, she thought it was good enough that the Wen family wasn't being picky with the Shi family; they were complaining about being too rich—they should just go eat shit! She had already spoken up when she received the call from Shi Lei's mother, albeit subtly.
After hesitating all night, the village chief's wife still couldn't come up with a good solution, so she simply said that she had come expecting to be scolded by Yao Shiling.
Unexpectedly, Wen Qing was so sensible; she had long forgotten what the wretched Wen Qing of the past was like.
"Auntie, thank you for making this trip again," Wen Qing said.
Yao Shiling understood Wen Qing's meaning and said, "Auntie, since the Shi family has said that, our Wen family won't cling to them. Our Wen Qing is doing just fine."
“That’s right, that’s right,” the village chief’s wife replied sincerely.
Wen Qing was delighted to hear Yao Shiling praise her to her face.
Yao Shiling and the village chief's wife talked for a while longer.
The village chief's wife then left apologetically. As soon as she stepped out of the Wen family's courtyard, a neighbor who was on his way to work asked what had happened.
The village chief's wife briefly explained the situation, since it's always better to be clear than to keep it a secret and let people guess. Shuiwan Village is a village without secrets anyway.
"What a piece of trash, Wen Qingfu!"
“Wen Qing has money, looks, and education; the mayor’s son is way out of her league.”
"That's right, someone like Wen Qing could marry the governor's son."
"That's right."
"..."
Public opinion unanimously sided with Wen Qing. That's how things are with marriage proposals; it's normal for them to fall through, especially since Wen Qing is so outstanding.
Therefore, the marriage arrangement with Shi Lei was easily resolved. Wen Qing then made a phone call to Shi Lei's home, and Shi Lei answered the phone.
“I am Wen Qing,” Wen Qing said.
Shi Lei's heart skipped a beat: "W-what is it?" He had to admit that he still liked Wen Qing very much, but this "like" couldn't transcend some of the traditional sentiments of this era. At least with his current experience and knowledge, he couldn't get past them. He wanted to, but he couldn't. There was always an invisible force that he couldn't get rid of.
"Thank you," Wen Qing said.
Shi Lei remained silent.
Wen Qing waited a while and then said, "Goodbye."
"Um."
Then the phone rang. Shi Lei stood there stunned for a moment, hung up the phone, ran back to his room, bolted the door, threw himself onto the bed, covered his head with the blanket, and burst into tears.
He liked Wen Qing very much, so much. He had never seen a girl make his heart beat so fast before. When he was with her, time seemed to fly by joyfully.
But, but, Wen Qing... she...
Shi Lei clenched his fists and pounded the bed board, sobbing under the covers.
As Shi Lei's mother entered the main room and passed through the side door, she heard a noise coming from inside and asked, "Shi Lei, what are you doing?"
There was no sound from inside the room.
Shi Lei's mother carried a basket of white steamed buns to the low table, saying as she walked, "What's wrong with Wen Qing? You complain about her being rich. Is being rich a crime? Life would be better if you were rich. Now that things have come to an end, you're not happy at all. I wonder what kind of wife you'll find in the future!"
Shi Lei's mother mumbled as she placed the basket of white steamed buns on the low table, then left the main room.
Meanwhile, Wen Qing was leisurely eating breakfast.
Yao Shiling felt that Wen Qing had worked too hard for the college entrance examination, so she specially prepared steamed egg custard, white rice porridge, white flour steamed buns, and also cooked a dish of pickled mustard greens and sliced pork.
"Mom, this breakfast is so delicious. I'm so hungry," Wen Qing said.
"Eat quickly."
Where are Liangliang and Pengpeng?
"I've already eaten."
Wen Qing smiled as she picked up the chopsticks and the steamed bun, but suddenly lost her appetite.
"Wen Qing, what's wrong?" Yao Shiling asked.
Wen Qing paused for a moment, then looked at Yao Shiling and said with a smile, "I probably just woke up, so I'm not very hungry."
“You still have to eat something,” Yao Shiling said.
Wen Qing nodded: "Okay." After eating a little, Wen Qing smiled and said: "I'll eat this much for now, and I'll eat more when I'm hungry at noon."
“Okay.” Yao Shiling didn’t think much of it.
Wen Qing smiled, then turned back to her room, her hands sweating with worry. She packed her things, then came out of the room and walked towards the bike shed, saying, "Mom, I'm going to Nanzhou City today."
Yao Shiling was washing dishes in the kitchen when she called out, "What are you doing in Nanzhou today?"
"I want to sign up for driving lessons," Wen Qing said.
"Then let's go in a couple of days. Anyway, we're on holiday, so there's no rush today," Yao Shiling said, leaning forward while holding the pot scrubber.
Wen Qing pushed his bicycle out of the shed and said with a smile, "There are things to do in a couple of days, let's get today's work done today."
Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Yao Shiling said, "Okay, then don't get too hot. Buy an ice pop, but don't eat too much, or you'll get a stomachache."
"Okay," Wen Qing replied, then pushed the cart out of the yard, Yao Shiling's instructions still echoing behind her.
Wen Qing felt a chill run through her body and her heart was pounding.
Is her stomach acting up again?
She had the same problem in her past life, unable to eat or drink, and often felt nauseous. She once thought she was pregnant for the second time, and Ji Yanjun also thought so, which made Ji Yanjun very happy.
When she went for a checkup, the doctor said she wasn't pregnant and that she was feeling unwell, specifically with an upset stomach. The doctor prescribed some stomach medicine for her, and she felt better for a while after taking it.
By the time they discovered her again, she had already started vomiting blood.
Is she destined to never escape this disease in her lifetime?
Wen Qing became more and more afraid as she thought about it. She couldn't bear to part with Yao Shiling, Wen Liang, Wen Peng, Feng Qing, or anything else she had. She thanked God for giving her a second chance at life, and she cherished every day. She didn't want to lose any of it.
As Wen Qing was thinking this, she stepped on the pedal, but instead of getting on the bicycle, she almost fell over.
"Wen Qing, be careful! Look carefully before you ride!" An old man from Shuiwan Village reminded him with a smile.
Wen Qing forced a smile and said thank you.
The old man chuckled and said, "Don't rush, ride slowly."
Wen Qing smiled again, then carefully rode her bicycle towards the county town. When she arrived, she left her bicycle at Fengqing Garment Factory instead of going to Fengqing Transportation to find someone to drive her to driving school to register.
Instead, they took a bus and then an expensive taxi, going directly to the First People's Hospital of Nanzhou City.
I got off the bus and walked quickly into the hospital.
Meanwhile, Gangzi, who was meeting his girlfriend again, glanced at Wen Qing and saw her rushing into the hospital. What happened?
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