In the early morning, the sun shines through the layers of mist on the sea, coating the entire sea level with a hazy silver light and shadow. The sea breeze is light, and the whole fishing village is filled with a fresh salty smell.

Zhang Qinghe woke up early in the morning, and after breakfast, he began to click on the background of the online store to check the orders placed by customers last night.

Zhang Qinghe browsed it and had a happy smile on his face. Last night, a total of four customers placed orders, and she calculated that she earned 50 yuan after sleeping, and she was very satisfied.

Zhang Qinghe called the courier Liang Jianyong: "Please come to Baiwan Fishing Village to collect the express in a while." ”

"Okay, Zhang Qinghe, business has been doing well recently."

"Not bad."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qinghe still had a shallow smile on his face.

Zhang Qinghe is still not sure if Li Ziqiang can sincerely repent, the money she earned in her online store, except for the necessary living expenses, she has secretly hidden, she doesn't want to give birth to a baby and have to go back to her mother's house to borrow money.

While Li Ziqiang had not woken up yet, Zhang Qinghe quickly packed the goods asked by the customer and put them aside.

After a while, the courier Liang Jianyong came to the door of the house and asked Zhang Qinghe with a smile: "How many copies are there this time?" ”

"There are four copies in total, please help me get them." Zhang Qinghe pointed to the four boxes in the corner of the door.

"Okay." Liang Jianyong carried the four boxes into the car and scanned the code one by one, he saw that it was inconvenient for Zhang Qinghe to be pregnant, and sometimes he would help Zhang Qinghe pack.

"The shipping cost is thirty-five dollars in total."

"Okay." Zhang Qinghe clicked on WeChat and sent red envelopes to Liang Jianyong.

"In the future, if there is a courier to receive, you call me before six o'clock in the afternoon, the fishing is over, and I will go out to sea to cast a few nets after work to make some money." Liang Jianyong looks simple and realistic.

"You're so hardworking." Zhang Qinghe was deeply touched, and thought that it would be good if Li Ziqiang could do this.

"No way, the family conditions are not good, my mother is also sick and needs money."

"Well, you are so young to think like this, and life will definitely get better." Zhang Qinghe smiled and encouraged him.

"Thank you." Liang Jianyong drove away on a motorcycle.

Zhang Qinghe moved a small stool and sat by the well at the door to wash clothes, and Li Ziqiang yawned and walked out of the house.

"Wife, do you have breakfast?"

"Yes, in the kitchen, you serve it yourself."

"My wife is the best." Zhang Qinghe didn't want to pay attention to him and didn't get up until he slept so late.

"After breakfast, go to my mother's house, my mother is sick." Zhang Qinghe wanted to visit her mother, but a few days had not passed, she was very worried, every time she called and asked, Yang Zilan always said that it was okay.

"Oh." Li Ziqiang was a little reluctant, because Yang Zilan didn't want to see him, and he was scolded when he went.

After washing the clothes, Li Ziqiang drove a motorcycle and took Zhang Qinghe to the town to buy some food, and then drove to the shallow fishing village.

Passing by the square, Zhang Qinghe saw that her stall was not open, and her heart tightened.

The motorcycle stopped in front of the yard, the door was open, Zhang Qinghe walked into the house, and shouted loudly: "Mom, Mom......" Li Ziqiang walked in with the things he had just bought.

"Ahem...... cough ......" Yang Zilan coughed and walked down from the second floor.

"Qinghe, you're back." Yang Zilan glanced at Li Ziqiang and ignored him.

Although Yang Zilan did not go to Baiwan Fishing Village, when she went to the town to buy things, when she saw acquaintances, they would also tell her about Zhang Qinghe's situation. As a mother, she feels sorry for Zhang Qinghe, and she really doesn't like Li Ziqiang's son-in-law.

"Mom, are you better?" Zhang Qinghe asked Yang Zilan with concern.

"Still a little low-grade fever, cough is better."

"Are you still taking your medicine?"

"Eat, you don't have to worry."

Yang Zilan said and went into the kitchen to wash rice and cook, and Zhang Qinghe sat in the yard picking vegetables.

"How's he doing?" Yang Zilan squatted down and picked vegetables with Zhang Qinghe, she glanced at Li Ziqiang, who was playing with her mobile phone in the living room, and asked Zhang Qinghe in a low voice.

"Mom, he said he would change, give him another chance." When he said this, Zhang Qinghe had no confidence in his heart.

"Mom used to talk about you, but you didn't listen, but now I see you so tired, Mom feels distressed." Yang Zilan wiped a handful of tears.

"Mom, if he doesn't change, I won't trust him anymore, it's a big deal, I'll take the baby home to live."

"Before, I just listened to him say nice things and didn't open my eyes to what he did."

"You, the typical love brain." Yang Zilan hated iron a little, but now that both of them have babies, she still hopes that Li Ziqiang can change and the two of them can live a good life.

"My cousin told me not to listen to love, to be good at seeing with my eyes and feeling with my heart, I know." Zhang Qinghe's expression was very lost, and Yang Zilan was distressed again.

"That's right, Xiaoxi is right."

During the meal, Yang Zilan educated Li Ziqiang again.

"Give you another chance, if you don't change it, only know how to gamble, and don't make money to support your family, I will take Qinghe home and let you divorce."

"Mom, I know, I'll change it." Li Ziqiang sincerely admitted his mistake, but in fact, he blamed Zhang Qinghe in his heart for going back to his parents' house to complain and embarrassing him.

"Mom, you remember to take your medicine on time, I'll go back first."

"Go back, get some rest, don't wear yourself out." Yang Zilan stood in front of the house and told Zhang Qinghe.

"Got it."

Zhang Qinghe left on a motorcycle, and Yang Zilan stood at the door for a long time and was reluctant to return to the house.

Zhang Qinghe looked back at Yang Zilan's thin figure, she obviously felt her mother's loneliness.

When he got home, Li Ziqiang didn't say a word, sitting at the door with a black face and smoking.

"Are you going to sea in the afternoon?" Zhang Qinghe asked him.

"No, no." Li Ziqiang smoked violently, and was irritable.

"What are you angry about? When you came out of my mother's house, you didn't look good. Zhang Qinghe forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked Li Ziqiang in a calm tone.

When Zhang Qinghe asked, Li Ziqiang threw away the cigarette butt, stood up suddenly, and glared at Zhang Qinghe.

"I didn't want to say it, but since you asked, I'll tell you."

"I promised you, I will change, don't you understand?"

"If you marry into our family, you are a member of the Li family, and you have nothing to do and go back to your parents' house to complain." Li Ziqiang said angrily.

"Why do you tell me to go back to my mother's house to complain, the whole village is blind? Can't they see what you usually do? ”

"How big is this town? Which chicken is missing a leg, in less than a day, the whole town knows, just your little, you still want to hide it? ”

"To put it bluntly, I left you, and no woman dared to follow you."

Zhang Qinghe felt very ironic, it turned out that his face was black because his mother said a few words to him, and he promised to do well on the surface, but he was furious when he got home.

Zhang Qinghe looked at Li Ziqiang in a daze, he was still very angry, which made Zhang Qinghe feel extremely disappointed.

She seems to have seen the prospect of this marriage at the end of the day, nothing more than the days are getting worse and worse.

Zhang Qinghe didn't speak again, and quietly turned around and left.