Wen Qian lowered her eyes silently.
"Oh, maybe the fate is over."
Zhou Shilin didn't know what to say when he said this. Before going to bed at night, he accidentally took out a jade pendant that he had kept for a long time. He stroked it gently a few times and handed it to Wen Qian.
"Just use it as compensation for your golden lock."
Wen Qian looked at the jade pendant in surprise. It should be high-quality mutton-fat jade. It exuded a faint luster under the light, and was as white and delicate as gelatin. Such a rare jade was extremely expensive.
They are all going to get divorced.
How could I accept such valuable things from others?
"I do not want."
Wen Qian hid her hands behind her back and refused to take them away.
Zhou Shilin didn't waste any time. He hung the jade pendant around her neck forcefully. He looked at it for a few seconds and then said, "It's not for you. My mother said it is for the Zhou family's daughter-in-law."
It’s scary to have all move out of my deceased mother-in-law.
Wen Qian could only let the piece of mutton-fat jade lie quietly on her chest. She knew the significance of this jade pendant to Zhou Shilin. For him, it was not just a jade pendant, but more of his longing for his late mother.
But now... I gave it to myself.
Quietly feeling the warm touch brought by the jade pendant, a trace of warmth flowed through her heart, and she asked without holding back.
"Do you still think of me as your wife?"
Zhou Shilin's eyes were deep: "As long as you are no longer the same as before, you will always be my wife."
Because of these words, Wen Qian lost sleep.
She told herself that Zhou Shilin was more responsible for her. As for the relationship between men and women, she hadn't seen it yet, because he agreed to his comrade's dying request, and he really did it.
This past six months.
No matter how much the original owner did, he always quietly dealt with the consequences. When he was the most angry, he only stopped living expenses, but he never treated her badly in terms of food and drink, and never said a harsh word.
Others say he hates the original owner.
But only Wen Qian knew how tolerant Zhou Shilin was towards the original owner.
If she had been in her previous life, she would have fallen in love with such a good man, but now, she couldn't. It was too boring to live in a marriage with only kindness and no love.
However, for the sake of Zhou Shilin's handsome face that made people and gods angry, she could make do for the time being.
After all, it feels good to see handsome guys every day when you open your eyes.
***
This night.
Wen Qian, who was debt-free and light-weight, slept particularly comfortably.
Early the next morning.
The wake-up call sounded as usual, and she was carried out for a run by Zhou Shilin as usual. After the run, the two of them went home together. One was tall, one was petite, one was handsome, and the other was pretty. The two figures were extremely harmonious.
The people in the Family Courtyard were astonished.
In addition to admiration, I still admire.
"I originally thought that Captain Zhou was going to get divorced this time, but I didn't expect that it would have any impact at all. In the blink of an eye, the couple was still as sweet as ever. Just now I saw Wen Qian smiling at Captain Zhou, and she almost made me laugh too. "
"Captain Zhou is a good man."
"I hope Wen Qian can change her past, live a good life with Captain Zhou, and have another child will be everything."
Several military wives gathered together to chat.
The words "giving birth to a child" hit Zhao Suqin's pain point. Over the past few days, she had been trying hard to get the man's consent. She asked someone to inquire about a girl in the countryside who no longer wanted to raise her.
She was going to see the child today.
It was a happy event, but I felt unhappy about it. When someone mentioned having a baby, I couldn't help but say harsh words.
"The butt is so small that it can give birth to a fart."
"You have a big butt and I haven't seen you give birth to a fart."
Zhao Suqin: "..."
What a bully!
They're all sycophants!
Wen Qian knew nothing about this.
Now she has 488.9 yuan in her hand, which in 1984 was equivalent to almost a year's salary of an ordinary worker. With such a huge sum of money in her pocket, it feels windy under her feet when she walks.
When it comes to making money quickly, it’s better to do business.
She plans to return to her old profession.
In her previous life, Wen Qian majored in fashion design. After graduation, she started as an assistant and gradually became a chief designer and then a well-known designer, holding fashion exhibitions and creating her own brand.
There are countless achievements.
The hard work involved is countless.
But once time traveled, everything had to start all over again. Thinking of the countless zeros in her account, Wen Qian felt heartbroken. What is the most painful thing in the world?
People died.
The money is not spent.
She sighed heavily, locked the door and went downstairs. As soon as she came downstairs, she saw Zhou Shilin, with the instructor beside him. The two looked at each other at the same time, and they felt a sense of oppression unique to soldiers.
What's going on?
Seeing Wen Qian's worried eyes, the instructor quickly changed his expression to an approachable one, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't be nervous, Xiao Wen. I'm here to tell you some good news. I have a cleaning job now. I wonder if you would like it." go?"
There are many military wives and few jobs.
If it weren't for Wen Qianxian's fear of causing trouble at home, the job quota would never fall to her. How many pairs of eyes would be staring at such a cleaning job.
I heard that I had found a job for myself.
Wen Qian's heart dropped, and she quickly raised a smile: "Thank you, instructor, I couldn't ask for more. Of course I am willing to go. I wonder which unit you will go to for cleaning?"
"County Cultural Troupe."
The instructor looked pleased.
In fact, he first mentioned it to Zhou Shilin, but he didn't expect the boy to refuse without thinking. The two of them were in a stalemate before coming to find Wen Qian. Now that the principal has agreed, let's see how he will refute.
"Okay, then go to work next Monday."
A half-day shift, a monthly salary of 20 yuan plus 20 pounds of food stamps. Not many people can ask for such a good thing.
Wen Qian doesn't mind the lack of money.
Fly legs are also meat.
She knew that the instructor was taking care of her, so she made a ninety-degree bow, full of sincerity.
"thank you!"
The instructor was even more pleased.
His wife was right. In essence, Wen Qian was a good child.
"Work hard from now on and live a good life with Xiao Zhou."
After that, the instructor left with his hands behind his back.
Wen Qian looked at Zhou Shilin with a smile and said in a brisk tone: "From now on, I don't need you to support me anymore. I am also a working person and I can support myself."
How's the cleaning going?
There is no high or low job.
Is it possible that there are still people who are stupid enough to think that there is too much money?
She goes to work in the art troupe in the morning, and in the afternoon she can make her own arrangements, setting up a stall and selling goods. Her little life is getting more and more exciting.
It's different from Wen Qian's elated mood.
Zhou Shilin's eyebrows were always heavy.
On the one hand, it was unexpected. Based on his understanding of Wen Qian, how could she, who had always been delicate, do a dirty and tiring job like cleaning, but Wen Qian agreed without hesitation.
On the other hand...I was afraid that she would be tired.
Although she only works for half a day, she has to complete a day's workload in this half day. With her small body and thin arms and legs, she will probably collapse from exhaustion in two days.
He also said that he didn’t need to support him anymore.
Does he seem like he can't afford to support her?
"You're not allowed to go."
