And, their family still had 388 yuan of debt to repay, so how could she possibly drag her husband down.
Thinking of the outstanding debt, Jiang Qingqing’s delicate face flushed as she got up from Zhang Liunian, "I'll work with you."
"No need, this stuff is messy, and it's dirty and fishy. Don't you and the baby get any smell on you." Zhang Liunian quickly moved the basin away, stopping his wife from joining in.
"I'm not that delicate, besides, I want to be with you and work together for our little family." Jiang Qingqing's mood today had been like a rollercoaster. In the morning, she was worried about starving, but now she was thinking about building a better home with her husband.
This feeling was really good!
Zhang Liunian looked at Jiang Qingqing's beautiful little face, his throat feeling as if it were clogged with cotton, unable to utter a single word.
The emotion in his heart was beyond words.
What a good wife!
But he had listened to his friend's words and had harmed her.
Fortunately, heaven had given him a second chance. This time, he would never listen to slander and push his wife away again.
"Then just help for a little while, don't tire yourself out," Zhang Liunian calmed his emotions and instructed with a hoarse voice.
"Okay." Jiang Qingqing gave Zhang Liunian a loving look, which made his blood boil and made him wish he could have a more intimate moment with her.
But when he looked at his wife's six-month pregnant belly, all thoughts vanished.
Be patient, be patient, it would only be another half year.
"Wow! It smells so good! What is Dad cooking?"
After peeling 6 catties of lobster meat, Zhang Liunian, with his tall body bent, stood by the stove and began stir-frying.
He was stir-frying this lobster meat for the family’s dinner.
Although they had drunk fish soup earlier, he felt it wouldn't fill their stomachs at all.
"Dad is stir-frying lobster meat. Hua Bao, you should eat more later." Zhang Liunian smiled as he looked at his daughter, who was walking more steadily.
"Hua Bao wants to eat, and Mom and Dad should eat too," Hua Bao came to Zhang Liunian's feet and said in a childish voice while hugging his leg.
Clearly, in the afternoon, she had only been thinking about her mother. But now, because Zhang Liunian made her fish soup, she had also included her father in her thoughts for dinner.
What a lovely child.
"Qingqing, try it and see how it tastes?" Tomorrow he was going to the machinery factory in the county town to sell the lobster meat, and Zhang Liunian was still a little worried about his cooking. As the lobster meat was served, he eagerly asked for his wife's opinion.
Jiang Qingqing looked at her husband's expectant eyes, her small face flushed. She picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of yellow lobster meat, and put it in her mouth. It was soft, fresh, and fragrant, and the taste was very good.
"Delicious!" Jiang Qingqing said, and Hua Bao immediately started eating.
Zhang Liunian was satisfied. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating too. Well, the taste was indeed quite good.
This was mainly due to the natural sweetness of the lobster itself; there were no seasonings.
"Eat quickly, and get some rest early after you finish." Zhang Liunian saw that the taste was good and immediately piled more into his wife and daughter's bowls, urging them to eat more.
Jiang Qingqing and Hua Bao did not stand on ceremony, taking their bowls and eating heartily.
At night, Zhang Liunian wanted to sleep with his wife in his arms, but suddenly found that Hua Bao, who was supposed to be sleeping with her dad, had squeezed in between them and was clinging to Zhang Liunian.
Zhang Liunian affectionately held his daughter, and finally, the family of three entered dreamland.
As soon as they fell asleep, Zhang Liunian's cousin, Zhang Liuhuo, and his family of three couldn't sleep.
Just now, they seemed to have smelled a fragrance. As soon as this fragrance appeared, they instantly lost interest in their otherwise acceptable mixed grain porridge.
"Whose house do you think that smell is from?" Zhang Liuhuo wondered.
"No one's house, it couldn't possibly be your cousin Zhang Liunian's. His wife and child were drinking water to quench their thirst again today." Tu Meili said about Jiang Qingqing and her daughter, and suddenly felt that their own porridge was quite good, picked up her bowl and drank a large bowl.
"That's true," Zhang Liuhuo agreed.
"People are different, fates are different. You said that both are sons of the eldest uncle, why did Liuxing get into college on his first try, while Liunian couldn't pass after four attempts?"
"Too lazy, what else could it be."
Zhang Liuhuo said casually, "Right, I'm going to help Liuxing build his house tomorrow. I might be back in a few days."
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Early in the morning, Zhang Liunian woke up early, first practicing boxing and kicking for half an hour, then catching and peeling shrimp.
Practicing boxing and kicking was a habit from his previous life, and he hadn't changed it in this life.
By the time Jiang Qingqing and her daughter got up, breakfast was ready – it was shrimp porridge soup.
Jiang Qingqing and Hua Bao happily finished two bowls, and then the two, one big and one small, began to help Zhang Liunian peel shrimp.
An hour later, Zhang Liunian felt he had about fifty catties, and thought it was enough. He got up and went into the kitchen to start stir-frying.
Soon, Zhang Liunian sadly discovered that he had only stir-fried thirty catties of the fifty catties of lobster, and then he ran out of oil.
"Forget it, I'll take 25 catties to test the waters first. I'll leave these five catties for you and Hua Bao for lunch."
It was almost lunchtime, and Zhang Liunian felt he could catch up.
He put the stir-fried lobster meat into a wooden bucket, covered it with a basin, and then put it into a carrying basket.
"When I come back with the rice, you stay home and watch Hua Bao. Don't go to Daming Lake. I've already let the water into the fields."
Zhang Liunian, afraid his wife would go to Daming Lake again after he left, had to repeatedly instruct her before he left.
However, before leaving, he also took a bowl and a few dry palm leaves from under the eaves.
"Be careful on the road!" Jiang Qingqing shouted to Zhang Liunian as she watched his receding back.
Tu Meili next door heard the commotion and came out to take a look. Seeing that it was that lazy Zhang Liunian going out, she disdainfully curled her lips and closed the door to go back inside.
Zhang Village was located in a southern plain, surrounded by water on three sides, not a good location.
It was threatened by floods every year, but it had been relatively peaceful in recent years.
It wasn't too far or too close to the county town, Datang County. An adult could get there in a little over an hour on foot.
The place Zhang Liunian intended to go this time was the new machinery factory in the county town, a construction site that was still under construction.
That construction site had five to six hundred workers. In his previous life, he had heard people say that as long as it was something edible and swallowable, it would sell out at the gate of that construction site.
This time, Zhang Liunian had arrived in time. The construction site was still a month away from completion, which was perfect for testing the waters.
He hurried all the way there.
He arrived just as the construction site was letting out, and many people were walking out.
Zhang Liunian couldn't wait any longer. He put down his carrying basket, carried the wooden bucket, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "One dime a bowl, Flying Dragon in the Sky, tastes amazing, come and see!"
Flying Dragon in the Sky?
What was that?
The construction workers who came out were intrigued by what Zhang Abei had said and went forward to see that it was food.
Their eyes immediately lit up, and they all became interested.
"Is it one dime a bowl? Give me one bowl."
The leader of a group of six workers spoke, asking Zhang Liunian to give him a bowl.
Zhang Liunian noticed that they had nothing in their hands. He immediately took out a dried palm leaf, folded it into a funnel shape, and served him a bowl.
The leader of the workers handed the money to Zhang Liunian, took the bowl first, and put it into his mouth. The next moment, "Delicious, delicious, everyone try it."
The leader of the workers ate while passing the lobster meat wrapped in palm leaves to the brothers behind him.
Each of them took one to try, and the next moment, they all nodded and said it was delicious.
"Give me a bowl."
"One dime a bowl, not bad."
"And me, I want two portions, one for my wife too."
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