Jiang Furong had originally been determined to get a divorce.
She no longer wanted any further entanglement with Chu Tianshu.
For him, she had already wasted so many years.
Her greatest gains were their two children.
She had decided to end it.
But.
Today, when he fainted in the kitchen…
Jiang Furong was genuinely startled.
She hurried over to check on him.
She knew a bit of basic first aid.
But Chu Tianshu’s heartbeat, breathing, and pupils were all normal.
He had just lost consciousness, his face pale.
Was it a fear of blood? She wondered.
She didn’t suspect he might be faking it.
Because Chu Tianshu was born premature and had never been in good health since childhood.
His constitution was poor, his lifestyle habits were worse, and as a businessman, he couldn’t avoid smoking and drinking…
It was hard to know what to say.
Afterward, Jiang Furong dragged him to the living room and laid him down properly.
Just as she was about to call for an ambulance,
Chu Tianshu suddenly began to ramble: “I will definitely turn over a new leaf, atone for my sins… I will never let down her and the children… may I be struck by lightning…”
His slurred words sounded like he was drunk.
But she could barely make out that he was making a vow!
A vow to treat her and the children well.
The two children had never seen such a scene before.
They were completely terrified.
Their big eyes wide, they looked anxiously at Chu Tianshu, then at her.
Scared like two little quails.
Listening to Chu Tianshu’s ramblings, Jiang Furong was deeply shaken inside.
She hadn’t believed he could turn his life around.
But from that moment on, a sliver of doubt began to form in her heart…
Yet she still struggled with it.
Recalling the hardships of the past years remained unbearably painful.
Jiang Furong was afraid to trust Chu Tianshu, fearing that hope would only lead to disappointment again.
Therefore.
After Chu Tianshu woke up, Jiang Furong deliberately ignored him.
She didn’t ask him a single question.
Later.
In the afternoon.
He left, and the children fell asleep.
Jiang Furong set aside her knitting and tossed a coin.
She truly didn’t know how to choose.
The coin’s result was to give him a chance to try.
She decided to try.
To see if he was playing her and how much he could really change.
“Hey? I’ve said so much, and you’re upset again.”
Tang Xin had been talking nonstop and finally paused to catch her breath.
Jiang Furong had been spacing out: “Oh, no, I’m about to start cooking.”
Tang Xin: “Mentioning food annoys me. I’ve been running around on business trips today, visiting several places, and couldn’t find a single supplier. Why is the quality of ingredients getting worse and worse? Ah, I’m going crazy!”
Being a hotel procurement manager wasn’t an easy job.
Just as Jiang Furong was about to comfort her,
Tang Xin said hastily again: “Can’t talk now, a VIP client is here. Time to serve the big shots!”
Click, the voice call ended.
Jiang Furong: “…”
The two children had taken a long nap in the afternoon and didn’t wake up until after four.
She took them for a walk at the nearby square for an hour.
After some more chores, it was about time.
Aunt Zhen hadn’t returned from her mahjong game yet.
Jiang Furong called out softly to the children: “Babies, don’t run around, and don’t eat anything you shouldn’t. Mommy is going to cook for you.”
“Okay~ Mommy cook, baby eat!”
The two children obediently agreed.
They were already used to it and wouldn’t eat anything they weren’t supposed to.
Jiang Furong had just been working in the kitchen for a while.
When footsteps sounded from outside.
Along with heavy, strange noises.
Jiang Furong was startled and quickly turned off the stove, running out to listen carefully for a moment.
There really was a sound!
“Who is it?” she called out in a delicate voice.
“It’s me, I’ve come to deliver something.”
Chu Tianshu knocked on the door.
Jiang Furong felt relieved but hesitated for a moment before opening the door.
Chu Tianshu, sweating profusely, carried five buckets of water to the doorway, breathing heavily.
Damn, his arms were completely spent.
“We have water at home,” Jiang Furong said.
She couldn’t help but frown. “Why do you always waste money like this, buying so much at once…”
But soon.
Jiang Furong remembered they were already divorced, and it wasn’t appropriate for her to nag him about such things anymore.
She turned her face away.
She didn’t want to care about him.
She was just angry.
With so much debt, how could he still not know how to be frugal?
Why wasn’t he worried?
Chu Tianshu looked at Jiang Furong with a smile.
He loved seeing his wife being so virtuous and thrifty.
Women were either extravagant money-spenders or gentle and capable homemakers.
Jiang Furong was the latter.
In an increasingly materialistic and vain environment where comparisons ran rampant, such women had become rare.
Jiang Furong always thought about the family and never asked Chu Tianshu for anything.
She was reluctant to spend money recklessly, and whatever money he gave her was mostly spent on the children.
This was probably related to her upbringing in a single-parent household.
Thinking of this.
Chu Tianshu’s heart ached.
He regretted it immensely once again.
Why hadn’t he cherished his treasure of a wife in his previous life?
He had let her suffer so much grievance and hurt.
Putting himself in her shoes, his eyes welled up with tears again.
To hide his emotions.
Chu Tianshu bent down to pick up a bucket of water, using the same excuse as before: “A friend’s new store opened, and these were free. I brought some for Mom and all of you.”
Jiang Furong didn’t say much more.
She followed behind him, carrying a bucket of purified water with one hand.
Chu Tianshu quickly said, “You rest, I’ll handle it.”
Inside the house, under the light.
Jiang Furong noticed he was covered in dirt, with many mud stains.
She was instantly speechless. “How did you get so dirty…”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she remembered.
They were divorced. No matter how dirty his clothes were, it had nothing to do with her.
After all, she didn’t have to wash them.
“I was busy this afternoon.”
Chu Tianshu carried all the water inside and closed the door.
He sat on the floor mat, let out a long sigh, and didn’t even feel like moving.
He was utterly exhausted today.
However, this was only the beginning of his life as a “farmer.”
Seeing him like this, Jiang Furong knew he was worn out.
Her red lips parted slightly, but she held back and didn’t ask too much.
“Have you eaten?”
Chu Tianshu had arrived right at dinnertime.
Naturally, he was there to mooch a meal.
But he smiled and said, “Not yet. Just give me a glass of water, anything is fine.”
Jiang Furong shot him a glare and turned to prepare the meal.
Chu Tianshu rested for a while.
Washed his hands and face.
Time to play with the kids!
His efforts to bond with the children today had been very successful.
The two babies were already familiar with him.
However.
When the babies saw how dirty he was, they were too scared to let him hold them.
“Dirty, Mama, need wash!”
Xiuxiu said softly.
“Hahaha,” Chu Tianshu laughed heartily. “The baby is so sensible.”
Unlike some children who, even at several years old, would roll around in the mud.
Leaving parents unsure whether to scold them first or wash them first.
Chu Tianshu didn’t hold them but played with them for a while.
He played Aeroplane Chess with his son.
It involved rolling dice and moving pieces.
Xiuxiu didn’t quite understand and just watched, enjoying the excitement.
Chu Tianshu’s luck was explosive today, and he thoroughly defeated his son.
Chu Zhongling furrowed his little brows and pouted.
He refused to accept defeat: “Again!”
He lost once more.
“This game is all about luck.”
Chu Tianshu had no choice but to go easy on him, intentionally losing.
If his son became so frustrated that he threw a tantrum, rolling on the floor and wailing, he would have to comfort him.
Jiang Furong called out: “Time to eat.”
As they savored the familiar taste of home-cooked meals, Chu Tianshu felt a sense of comfort in his heart.
He couldn’t help but say: “Honey, why don’t you take the child and come back home? Staying at someone else’s place all the time—what kind of way is that to live?”
Jiang Furong glanced at him but didn’t respond.
Why couldn’t he consider who would take care of the child once they returned home?
He was currently in debt and had to prioritize work.
As for her mother-in-law, she couldn’t rely on her.
Staying at her best friend’s place, at least she and her friend could look after each other and the child.
It also gave her a little free time.
She could do some knitting and film a few cooking videos.
That way, she could earn some extra money.