"My God, this is so much pressure," Zhang Hongmei laughed.
Through this heart-to-heart talk, the three girls grew even closer.
Zeng Zhongkang listened to their conversation from outside the door, smiled knowingly, and then turned and left.
"Hongmei, what are your thoughts on what happened last time?"
Zhang Hongmei hugged her knees, resting her chin on them. "To be honest, I'm extremely angry. They're all in their twenties, can't they analyze things at all? I never believe in kindness without a reason, and Zhao Haozheng even reminded them, but these people just won't listen to advice."
You two have seen the situation of the three of them. Didn't they really think about the danger? No, they must have thought about it, but they still clung to a gambler's mentality.
I know their purpose. They want to integrate into this community. But is that even possible? There's an old saying: those who are not of our kind will surely harbor ulterior motives.
What's the use of recognition gained through such contact? It's like a thin sheet of paper, easily torn. I firmly believe that only with real ability can nothing be a problem. To put it bluntly, they're too frivolous.
We're still students, while they've all entered the workforce. I think their thinking isn't as simple and pure as ours. You two are very good. Listen to advice; it might seem like you're easily swayed, but as long as you have enough ability in the future, it will outweigh this shortcoming. That's how people are; the more successful they are, the more confident they become.
The two women fell silent, looking at Zhang Hongmei, feeling that she should be their teacher, not a younger student.
"Hongmei, I know you have the ability, but are you just going to abandon them from now on?"
"Heh. Who am I? What makes me so special? People need self-discipline before they can even talk about the future."
"Hongmei, aren't you being too cold-hearted?"
Zhang Hongmei changed her posture and sat on the sofa with her legs crossed.
"I don't care what others think of me. I won't compromise for others and make myself unhappy. For me, there's no question of forgiveness. One betrayal is goodbye forever."
The two girls looked at each other, both shocked by Zhang Hongmei's words.
Zhang Hongmei smiled at their expressions. "Alright, let's not talk about unpleasant things. I have something to tell you two."
We've been here for four years, but I plan to go back in three. If you two want to come back with me, then you need to show your determination and take action.
"Red Plum, why?"
"Because there are places where we are needed. Keep up the good work, ladies. I will ask Mr. Zhao to arrange for you two to go to his company for training during our holidays. We are economics students, and just cramming books won't get us anywhere."
The two were deeply moved. Everything had been arranged for them; what excuse did they have not to work hard?
Just then, Cheng Guangxu came in. "They're all baked. Can't you smell the aroma?"
"I can smell it, I've been waiting for you to bring it over."
"Ladies, please enjoy your meal. I will serve you."
Miao Xinyue laughed heartily, "I never expected Cheng Guangxu to have this side to him?"
Cheng Guangxu looked at the three of them with a dark expression. Were they making fun of him?
Zhang Hongmei picked up a roasted sweet potato, peeling it while muttering, "Why does it not taste as good as the sweet potatoes from our family?"
Everyone in the room ignored her. Aren't these all sweet potatoes? Are they differentiated by region? But when they actually tasted them, everyone agreed with Zhang Hongmei that they really weren't as delicious as the ones at home.
"Right? Am I right?"
Everyone nodded in agreement; the taste wasn't as good as what they made at home.
Everyone had a sweet potato and a potato, and we felt that the potato tasted better.
"Zhang Hongmei, did you ask Mr. Harry to take the potatoes back with you?"
"Yes, the person in charge of receiving them over there is Liu Jingze. I asked him to find a way to bring them back to our village so that our family can try them next spring. Maybe they'll grow this big too. I just don't know if these potatoes that have traveled all the way from the ocean will be able to adapt to the local environment."
After Zhang Hongmei finished speaking, she laughed first. It was the first time Zeng Zhongkang had ever seen Zhang Hongmei being so playful. He felt a pang of sadness; rationally he knew she was married, but emotionally he just couldn't control himself.
After they finished eating, they washed their hands and chatted about random things before going to their rooms to sleep.
Zhang Hongmei felt like she couldn't sleep. On this vast, barren land, she felt a little unsettled.
But then I thought of Wang Xinyi and smiled. This is for the best. Chinese people value continuity, especially the continuation of bloodlines.
Having a child will change their hearts. Even if they don't have a child, they might be in love now but just living together as a couple. Although it's pretty much the same for both of them, there will always be a little gap in their hearts when they have a child in between.
That's great. Even though they're older, both of them are very health-conscious and can take care of the child until he grows up. Besides, Wang Xinyi has the energy and ability, so there's no need to worry about the child being treated unfairly. Even if they don't get a share of Zhao Tiancheng's assets in the future, they'll still live a carefree life.
Besides, Zhao Haozheng is still well taken care of by Zhao Tiancheng. At least judging from his behavior today, he won't neglect his younger siblings. Moreover, he's old enough to be a father, so he should love him.
Lying in bed, Zhang Hongmei thought about Wang Xinyi, back when she had just met her. She also thought about Zhang Xingguo's assessment of her: she was indeed very naive, but fate had destined her to send someone like Zhao Tiancheng.
They are a very good match. One still has the innocence of a little girl, while the other is mature and steady. I hope they can be happy for the rest of their lives and make up for the suffering Wang Xinyi endured in the first half of her life.
She fell asleep without realizing it. Meanwhile, Zhang Shouyi waited, but received no word from his wife, knowing she had gone to the farm that day. Had she been having too much fun and forgotten about him?
What should I do? My wife doesn't seem to care about me at all.
But then I thought about seeing Liu Jingze today, and decided that it's okay if my wife forgot about me. At least she'll remember me tomorrow, instead of being as pathetic as Liu Jingze.
If anyone were standing nearby, they would definitely look down on Zhang Shouyi. "You're pitying him? Your expression clearly shows schadenfreude. That lewd smile on your face really makes one's hands itch."
Zhang Shouyi peeled a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth, his smile growing wider and wider. It was prepared by his wife; even at his worst, he was far better off than Liu Jingze. Seeing Liu's disheveled state made him feel elated. This victory was even more exhilarating than overcoming countless obstacles to reach this position himself.
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