Extra 1 Who am I in your eyes?

The wind was cold and biting. Qin Ziyu wrapped himself tightly in his cotton coat with an expressionless face and walked slowly back home from the vegetable market.

She and Qi Shaoming have been married for two years. The cold wind was like a knife, blowing on her already cracked fingers, bringing a sour, numb and painful feeling.

Returning to the gloomy and slightly messy home, Qin Ziyu woodenly began to wash vegetables and cook. The kitchen knife made a dull sound as it hit the chopping board again and again.

After getting married, she followed Qi Shaoming to live in the city where he assigned her to work. Compared with the high-spirited Qi Shaoming, Qin Ziyu was obviously the one who had changed more.

Qin Ziyu didn't know where to buy vegetables at the beginning, but now she can skillfully squeeze together with people who are two years older than her to grab vegetables.

Especially now that it is winter, although there are more and more kinds of vegetables available at the market, if you go too late, there will usually be nothing.

Now that Qi Shaoming has a stable job, Qin Ziyu can only take care of his daily life at home.

There was only one small window in the kitchen that let in light. Qin Ziyu was cutting vegetables mechanically when he was suddenly dazzled by a ray of morning sunlight from the window.

The white porridge in the clay pot was bubbling, giving off a warm rice aroma. Qin Ziyu stared blankly at the emerald green vegetables on the chopping board and suddenly felt so bored.

How did her life suddenly become like this?

Qin Ziyu used to be a favored daughter of heaven, a little princess loved and cherished by her parents. She was one of the first few people in Fengcheng to get toys, clothes, various hairpins and dolls that others didn't have.

Compared to Zhou Xiaoli, who dared not ask for anything because her family was in politics, Qin Ziyu even felt that her life was more fulfilling.

During those years, his parents were doing very well in Fengcheng. Qin Ziyu even felt that he could get whatever he wanted, so he was particularly intolerant of any flaws.

Qin Ziyu saw Qi Shaoming's feelings for Hang Jingshu at that time, but she was just a country girl. Even if she got into college, what difference would it make? She only needed to do a little bit to make Hang Jingshu miserable.

She thought so at the time and later she actually did so.

In the past, Qin Ziyu had high standards and looked down upon the peasants who made a living by working in the fields and the housewives who did not have their own jobs.

But now...

Qin Ziyu chuckled at herself. Ever since she married Qi Shaoming, she had become the kind of person she once looked down upon, even worse than Hang Jingshu.

The TV in the living room was playing the morning news as usual. In a trance, Qin Ziyu seemed to hear Hang Jingshu's name. He walked from the kitchen to the living room, and sure enough, he saw Hang Jingshu's face appear on TV.

Before Hang Jingshu graduated from university, their family had become one of the famous local businesses in Fengcheng. Even after Qin Ziyu moved to the next city, Hang Jingshu's success was always in her sight.

For example, the Transformers that you have to snatch to buy in department stores, and the vegetables you need to buy for your family every day, as long as they look good, are basically produced by Jing'an.

In the late 1980s, many bright and vivid colors finally appeared in the vegetable markets in the north, including thorny green cucumbers, bright red tomatoes, yellow garlic sprouts, and even many green leafy vegetables.

Compared to the previous miserable days when there was only cabbage, radish, potatoes and onions, winter finally has a lot more to look forward to.

Today, the news reported the good news that Jing'an Company had once again broken through the barriers. The host on TV was happily introducing the winter greenhouse fruit tree planting technology jointly developed by Jing'an and Beijing Agricultural University.

Maybe next winter, there will be more and richer fruits in the vegetable market. Qin Ziyu lowered her eyes in disappointment. Even though she felt unwilling and jealous in her heart, she understood.

Hang Jingshu was no longer the country girl she looked down upon.

In fact, if she had not willfully changed Hang Jingshu's aspirations, Hang Jingshu might have succeeded earlier.

She used to want to change other people's lives at will, but now she has to bear the bitter consequences. Qin Ziyu bit her lower lip in embarrassment.

Even though she was very reluctant to admit it, after two years of marriage, Qin Ziyu realized that Qi Shaoming, the life-saving straw she had been trying to grasp, was not a good man.

It turns out that farming can really bring you success. Knowing how happy Hang Jingshu was when he chose the Agricultural University, Qin Ziyu feels so regretful now.

Qin Ziyu stared at the TV in a daze until the porridge in the pot in the kitchen gave off a strong burnt smell, and then she woke up as if from a dream.

Qi Shaoming smelled the odor and rushed out of the bedroom with an impatient look on his face, accusing Qin Ziyu as soon as he opened his mouth: "Qin Ziyu! Why can't you do anything right!

I work hard to earn money, but I can't even have a proper breakfast. Is this what you said you would treat me well after marriage?!"

Qi Shaoming completely ignored Qin Ziyu's fingers that were burned red from holding the clay pot in a hurry, and continued to chatter: "Is this the meal you cooked?

Do you know how hard it is for me to make money? If you can't even do these little things every day, how can I expect you to do anything big?"

Familiar words came from Qi Shaoming's mouth into Qin Ziyu's ears day by day.

From the time they got married two years ago to now, every time something unexpected happened, Qi Shaoming would put on this condescending attitude and blame Qin Ziyu.

Qin Ziyu wanted to cry, but her eyes were filled with sadness. She seemed unable to cry anymore and became a silent wooden sculpture.

Qi Shaoming has been feeling unhappy recently. Although he was successfully assigned a job, it was far from as smooth as in his previous life.

Qi Shaoming, who always likes to shirk responsibility, naturally would not think that it was his pretentiousness that displeased his leader, but instead put all the blame on Qin Ziyu who forced him to get married.

In his previous life, Qin Ziyu was the elusive white moonlight in his heart, but in this life, she has become a sticky and dirty grain of rice that cannot be removed.

In Qi Shaoming's eyes, the current Qin Ziyu is no different from Hang Heini in the previous life.

They turned into stereotyped women again, enduring humiliation for the sake of their husbands and children, and silently managing everything at home.

Qi Shaoming's accusations were still ringing in his ears, and his fingers were blistered. Qin Ziyu lowered his head, seemingly unaware of the pain.

All she could think about was what Zhou Xiaoli had said to her: "Getting married right after graduating from college is too sad."

Later, Zhou Xiaoli's disapproval turned into deep sympathy: "Will you really be happy and content if you marry Qi Shaoming like this now?"

Are you happy?

Qin Ziyu didn't know.

Dad has behaved well in prison, and the Qin family elders have been active, so he will probably be released after the new year. As for Mom...

Qin Ziyu suddenly raised her head and interrupted Qi Shaoming's accusation. She looked at Qi Shaoming carefully and said her thoughts word by word: "I want to divorce you."