The squatting man seemed to have seen Jiang Li in advance and turned his head away uncomfortably. In front of him was a dead pheasant and some dried mushrooms.

An old lady was picking and choosing. "My boy, your mushrooms don't look good. Can you make them cheaper? I'll buy more if you make them cheaper."

It was just a normal bargaining, but when Jiang Li passed by him, Zhuang Guoliang felt his face burning.

He moved one leg uncomfortably, bent over to cover the patch on his cotton shirt, and said in a rough voice, "It's necessary. At this price, you are willing to buy it."

The old lady immediately became unhappy and asked, "You are so aggressive. Are you taking drugs?"

The old lady immediately threw away the mushrooms and left. Who would want to buy his products? If her granddaughter had not specifically requested mushrooms after searching the whole market, she would not have been willing to do business with him. The food looked stinky and she didn't know whether it was cooked cleanly.

Jiang Li only took a glance and then looked away. It had nothing to do with her and was not worth her attention.

"Jiang Li," Zhuang Guoliang called her from his squatting position, "How are you doing?"

Ever since Zhao Xiang moved in and his third brother and his wife moved back home, he finally realized how important a good daughter-in-law is to the family.

Although the third brother's clothes were worn out, they were always clean and tidy, and he could eat after putting down the hoe.

My third sister-in-law's daughter, Yingzi, is well-educated and obedient, and helps with housework at home.

Being looked after by my third sister-in-law, the older girls have gained some weight and are smiling all day long.

Even Dabao, who used to be disobedient, became obedient after being taught by his third sister-in-law for a period of time. He no longer gets failed grades in exams and takes his younger sister with him when he comes home from school.

On the other hand, her clothes were always dirty and wrinkled. Jiang Hongmei cleaned herself up at home and occasionally took care of her two children.

When she got angry, she didn't even cook, and just boiled vegetables to fool people all day long.

The two children were not sensible. He used to work on a pig farm and had money at home, so he could naturally provide for them.

When he ran out of money, Xiaobao didn't even call him dad. Jiang Hongmei made him lawless. He stole things in the village all day long, or got into fights, and was often visited by members of the village. Xiaoyu was gloomy all day long and didn't even have a good girl to befriend.

The moment he called Jiang Li, countless possibilities flashed through Zhuang Guoliang's mind. If he had married Jiang Li, would everything have gone back to square one?

He doesn't need to worry about the two children, he just needs to focus on making money. Then he will live a happy life like in his previous life, with a happy family, filial children, and smooth sailing.

Now he had to admit that he had neglected Jiang Li and his family.

Children certainly don't grow up in the wind. If they meet unreliable parents, they will grow up crooked.

But he wanted to correct it, but he didn't know where to start. He was short of money, his relationship with his wife was indifferent to the freezing point, and he was busy making a living all day, so he had no time to care about him.

Before he could say anything, Jiang Li and her companions were walking farther and farther away, and she didn't even want to talk to herself.

Zhuang Guoliang was so depressed that he did not take the money he earned from selling pheasants and mushrooms home, but went to Zuojiawan.

Now only Zhang Hui can give him a moment to forget his troubles and catch his breath.

But of course there were conditions for this breathing. He had to bring money or something with him. Otherwise, Zhang Hui would not serve him well with food and drink as usual.

I spent most of the night at Zhang Hui's place, and when I got home the lights were still on in the house, unexpectedly.

As soon as Zhuang Guoliang entered, he saw Jiang Hongmei's cold face, "You still remember to come back?"

She spread her hands and asked, "Where's the money?"

Zhuang Guoliang felt a little guilty and a little angry at being questioned, "If the things haven't been sold yet, where will the money come from?"

Jiang Hongmei knew that he was lying and exposed him mercilessly, "Since you didn't sell it, what about the chicken? Take it out and kill it tomorrow!"

"Why are you shouting so loudly? You woke up the child!"

The quarrel between the two woke up Zhuang Xiaobao and Zhuang Xiaoyu who were sleeping in the bed. Zhuang Xiaoyu covered her ears with a pillow with an expressionless face.

"Why are you afraid of waking them up? You want them to hear how disgusting you are as a father. You took such a small thing from home and gave it to some slutty woman. You are so shameless!"

"What the hell are you talking about! Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"

"Go ahead and hit me. If you have any problem, beat me to death. Then I'll find a stepmother for your child. But you look so poor. Which woman would marry you?"

This made Zhuang Guoliang so angry that he slapped Jiang Hongmei on the face. Jiang Hongmei reacted with a wow, "I'm going to fight you. You cheat on me with other women while I work so hard at home, and you still have the nerve to hit me!"

The two men fought. Zhuang Guoliang was drunk and felt guilty, so he did not dare to fight hard. But Jiang Hongmei had been working hard these days and had become much stronger. Because she was still angry, she beat Zhuang Guoliang back step by step.

Daya was woken up and consciously hugged her two younger sisters. Gao Xiuqin comforted her and called Zhuang Laosan loudly, "Go and have a look. It's really outrageous. Aren't you afraid of scaring the children in the middle of the night?"

She pulled out some cotton from the cotton padded jacket she was washing, rolled it into a ball, and gave two to each of the children. "Plug your ears in and go to sleep."

Zhuang Guoliang was scolded by Zhuang Laosan, and Jiang Hongmei didn't let him go into the house, so he could only sleep in the woodshed all night.

His regret reached its peak a month later when Jiang Li's acceptance letter arrived.

Jiang Li was admitted to a university, one of the best universities in Haicheng.

The Qi family next door set off firecrackers for three consecutive days and set up a banquet to invite close relatives to dine together.

Two people from the Bailutang Production Brigade were admitted to university that year, the other one was Qin Xiaoting.

Zhuang Lao San and his two sons also sent a basket of dried bamboo shoots. The family didn't have much to give, but fortunately Jiang Li didn't reject it and politely sent a bowl of vegetable.

Chen Xianyun read Jiang Li's admission letter over and over again, and almost set it up on an altar.

The more she looked at Jiang Li, the more satisfied she was. There was no other daughter-in-law like her who was a college student in this area.

No, there is also Qin Zhiqing. Qin Zhiqing is good friends with Li Zi, which is almost like being a family member.

Qi Shaoqiang was so happy that he started thinking about his own work. His wife was going to Haicheng to study at university for four years, so it was impossible for them to live apart.

Fortunately, he was in Haicheng, where he had acquaintances. His former comrades were all over the world, and one of his good friends was in Haicheng. Before he was discharged from the army, he repeatedly asked him to contact him and even left his phone number and address.

After arriving in Haicheng and settling down, I first looked for a way out.