If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

Jiang Baozhu rushed over, beaming, and said, "Mom, look, this is a chocolate that Sister Wen gave me. Don't be fooled by its black color, it tastes really good."

"It's sweet and smooth, it melts in your mouth, it's especially delicious."

"Here, have one too."

Zhang Shuhua shook her head: "No, Mother won't eat it. You eat it yourself. This box of things probably isn't cheap. Don't just take other people's things in the future, understand?"

"It's about reciprocity. We can send grapes or berries as gifts from time to time. We also have some pickled bamboo shoots at home, which are very appetizing in this weather."

Jiang Baozhu nodded and carefully closed the box.

"Okay, Mom, I'll deliver the bamboo shoots tonight. Your pickled bamboo shoots are delicious, they have no bitterness at all, they're crisp and refreshing. The cucumber peel is also delicious."

"Well, we can't just take things from people for nothing."

"I know, Mom. I ran into my second brother in town today. He bought me some food and asked me to bring it back. I said no, but he insisted."

Zhang Shuhua said with some concern, "How does your second brother look? Has he lost weight? He has a health condition and needs to take medicine frequently, which costs a lot of money. Don't let your second brother spend money on you unless necessary."

"Although your second sister-in-law is a bit arrogant, she's very kind to the children and your second brother. You should be polite to her and not put your second brother in a difficult position."

Jiang Baozhu nodded and said, "I understand what Mother means. I'll send them more vegetables another day. They eat vegetables and eggs, which are all sent from home."

"Otherwise, their combined salaries are barely enough to support four people in their family, and my second brother also needs to take medicine. It's really a tight squeeze."

"Hey, that's right. You should raise a few more chickens this year and send some to your second brother to help him get some nutrition. Those two kids are still young and need to get more nutrition too, otherwise they might not grow tall due to malnutrition."

After giving her daughter some instructions, Zhang Shuhua went to the kitchen to cook.

*

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Fengjiao had had enough of staying at her parents' home. Every day she had to get up early to cook and do laundry, and at noon she had to deliver food under the scorching sun.

The people in the fields were gossiping, which made her very uncomfortable. She didn't want to go, but if she didn't go, her mother would scold her again.

Sigh, back when I was with the Jiang family, I didn't have to work this hard.

Seeing her daughter lost in thought again, Zhang Lan impatiently called out, "Fengjiao, what are you doing? Look at the time! Hurry up and feed the chickens and ducks!"

"Go cut some tender grass by the river. Get up earlier next time, you hear? Chickens and ducks love tender grass with dew on it."

Lin Fengjiao said weakly, "Oh, I know, Mother. You know, half a month has passed, why hasn't Jiang Lie regretted it and come to me to beg me to remarry him?"

"Huh? What did you just say?"

Zhang Lan looked at her daughter in astonishment, wondering if she had misheard: "Why did you bring up Jiang Lie? Didn't I tell you to contact Shen Qingshu? What exactly did he say?"

"Brother Qingshu... said he's busy. He'll write to me when he's done and tell me when he's coming to marry me."

"So, this means he didn't give you a clear answer at all, he was just stalling you, right? That explains why you suddenly brought up Jiang Lie, are you regretting it?"

Lin Fengjiao immediately jumped up and retorted, "I didn't! Mother, don't talk nonsense. Who's thinking about him? I just saw that he rejected all the matchmakers who approached him."

"I'm afraid he still has feelings for me, but half a month has passed and he hasn't come to beg me. I'm just curious, I don't mean anything else, and I don't regret the divorce."

Zhang Lan knew her daughter well enough to scoff, "You're the most stubborn person in the whole world. When will you ever stop being so obstinate?"

"I told you from the beginning that you would regret the divorce. Shen Qingshu is an unreliable pretty boy, but you insisted on messing with Jiang Lie. Now you regret it after the divorce."

"...I...I don't regret it!"

Lin Fengjiao was embarrassed and her eyes reddened.

Zhang Lan sighed, her tone softening a bit: "Alright, I won't say anything more to you. Now that you're home, do what you can to help, so you won't be so lazy when you go to your in-laws' house later."

"Hurry up and feed the chickens and ducks, keep an eye on the time and cook for us. Remember to deliver lunch early, because your father and I won't have the strength to work in the fields if we don't eat."

"Okay, Mother, I'll send it over as soon as possible."

Lin Fengjiao closed the door and reluctantly went to feed the chickens and ducks, her face full of disgust at the smell of feces.

"It stinks!"

After washing the clothes, without even taking a break, he went to cook a meal, then carried the basket to the fields. The stares from the onlookers along the way stung him.

Just then, Jiang Baozhu, who was delivering food, caught her eye. Her gaze fell on the girl's white floral dress, and a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes: "Where did you get this dress? Did your older brother buy it for you?"

Jiang Baozhu scoffed, "What's it to you? You're divorced from my brother, why would you care about my dress? Mind your own business."

"Hmph, I knew it would be like this. You all hope I divorce your older brother so he can use his money to help you out, right? You're really malicious."

"...What nonsense are you spouting? Are you sick in the head?"

This dress was a gift from Sister Wen, and she loves it. The high waist and fitted design make her look taller, and Sister Wen is a hundred times better than Lin Fengjiao.

Lin Fengjiao hadn't yet shaken off her previous identity and instinctively snapped, "Stop right there! I was once your sister-in-law, and even if we're divorced, you shouldn't treat me like this."

Jiang Baozhu looked disgusted: "What the hell? What are you talking about? You divorced my brother, sis? Are you out of your mind and can't remember things?"

"We're strangers, why are you bothering me so much? Go find my older brother, you're annoying."

After saying that, he ran straight towards the field, too lazy to pay attention to the people behind him.

Lin Fengjiao was so angry that she felt nauseous: "No manners, really no manners. I should have known better than to divorce him. It would have been better than Jiang Lie giving his money to his sister."

"Damn it, all that money should have been mine."

Lin Fengjiao ran, lifting her skirt, as bright and beautiful as a blooming white lotus. She walked up to Wen Yao, took out an aluminum lunchbox, handed it to her, and winked.

"This is yours, Sister Wen. Eat it. I'll take it back to wash after you're done. You go about your business."

A lunchbox was stuffed into Wen Yao's hand, its warmth emanating from it. Looking at the person who had already run far away, the word "thank you" stuck in her throat.

"Wen Yao, so you made a dress for her? That dress is really beautiful. What about the other dress?"

Turning her gaze away, Wen Yao looked at Zhang Jing: "I also made one for her. Jingjing, you go ahead with your work. I'm going to grab a bite to eat under the tree; I'm a little hungry."

After saying that, he smiled and walked away quickly without waiting for her to react.

Zhang Jing watched her retreating figure, then looked at Jiang Baozhu running away, and keenly sensed that something had changed; it seemed that they were keeping a secret from her.

It's infuriating! She used to be closest to Wen Yao, and Wen Yao would always give her food. Now, all the food is going to Jiang Baozhu.