Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

She’s the kind of person who can’t relax until her tasks are done. Only after finishing them can she enjoy herself.

So, she dressed up and went out.

Under the blazing sun.

Qingbao looked towards the school, heading straight out through the North Gate. It would save her half the time, but she opted to take the long way.

She almost circled the school before entering Metallurgical Avenue.

"Fish threads~" she murmured to herself, her gaze sweeping along the road sides, "What kind of fish threads are so delicious?"

After some searching, Qingbao stopped at a shop’s entrance.

Inside the shop, machines roared.

"Do you bring your own fish, or..." The owner glanced at the woman in the red cap standing at the entrance.

A bit suspicious, thinking she might just be casually looking around.

"Is there any ready-made?"

"Yes."

The owner pointed to the back, "Over there are the cut ones, and over there are the fish cakes that are almost air-dried. Which one do you want?"

"Getting the ready-made ones is better, people like you. Generally, you don’t want to dry fish threads; it’s too troublesome."

Originally, Qingbao intended to say the cut ones, but changed her mind.

"Then, I’ll wait a bit."

"Alright, have a seat." The owner brought over a chair and scratched his head, "Or you can come back later?"

Qingbao thought for a moment and waved her hand.

"No need."

Two hours passed in a flash, and the machines started rumbling. Qingbao felt a bit melancholy, where could she dry the fish threads?

Sigh, should’ve gotten the ready-made ones.

Back home, Qingbao carried two bags of fish threads. Then she ran to the supermarket to buy drying tools and hung them on the balcony.

One of these bags she bought herself. She plans to taste what makes these fish threads so delicious.

After doing everything, she returned to playing games.

But after a while, she ran distractedly to the balcony, poked at the fish threads, then ran back.

...

On the other side, night falls.

In the afternoon, Jiang Nian was chatting with Fangfang, who stayed in Zhen Nan for several days after taking leave to go home.

"Did your dad go to the doctor?"

"He did."

Huang Fang sent a weary emoji, "Thankfully there’s social security, covered over ninety percent, it’s not too expensive."

"It’s not serious, right?"

"Mm."

"Not too serious, the doctor said it’s just old age." Huang Fang replied with a sigh, sounding slightly confused.

"What will you do in the future?" Jiang Nian asked, "Your dad and them are getting old, surely they’ll need care."

Huang Fang: "Not many job opportunities in Zhen Nan, I’ll have to bring them to where I work."

"Have you found a direction?"

"No."

"Now no more housing for government workers either, welfare has been reduced." Jiang Nian set up the conversation, then directly invited.

"After graduation, interested in coming to my place?"

"Yuhang?"

"Yeah, we’re really short-staffed." Jiang Nian said, "Trustworthy people are too few; Li Hua is preoccupied with women."

Huang Fang: "But my specialization...."

"It’s okay, if you really can’t leave farming behind." Jiang Nian said, "I can open up a plot for you."

Huang Fang: "......"

"I’m not in agriculture."

Jiang Nian: "???"

"You didn’t sign that agreement?" He initially wanted to ask, how much was breaching that directed agreement’s penalty again?

It’s indeed free in many ways, but requires signing a five-year directed agreement.

"No, mine was a hardship exemption." Huang Fang replied, "I wanted to sign directed, but my dad wouldn’t let me."

Jiang Nian understood, it’s typical for older folks.

Overly worried about their children.

Not to mention an agreement, they don’t even apply for student loans. Rather, every semester, they defer tuition payments.

However, now it’s convenient. After all, she enjoyed tuition-free status; breaching would look bad.

"Okay, after graduation, come help me." Jiang Nian directly finalized it, one can’t stand alone, Fangfang is quite reliable.

For example, Xu Shuang relies on Zhao Yiqiu to handle things well without losing footing.

"Clothing business?"

"No." Jiang Nian pondered, deciding not to reveal what it is just for caution, "You’ll know then."

....

Mid-May, gentle breeze blowing.

Jiang Nian received a package of fish threads sent by Qingbao, opened the delivery to look, and took a picture to send to Qingbao.

"Got it."

Qingbao: "I dried them myself."

Jiang Nian: "Huh?"

"The owner said air-dried is fresher, but you have to dry them yourself." Qingbao sent a few more pictures.

Judging by her tone, she seemed in a pretty good mood.

That farming gene.

"Then I’ll try cooking them." Jiang Nian is also a doer, he started cooking right away, and even sent a video over.

"How’s the taste?"

"Delicious."

Jiang Nian sent a thumbs up emoji, "They taste very fresh cooked, frying them gives off a strong fish aroma."

Qingbao: "Right? (laughing)"

Jiang Nian: "You should post on Moments."

"Already did."

At her words, he smoothly exited the chat interface, opened up Moments for a look, thinking to himself, it’s true.

Still a grid of nine pictures, although not many likes.

But Jiang Nian didn’t mind. He thought Old Liu was quite pathetic, not even getting anyone’s WhatsApp in all their time as colleagues.

He likes and comments seamlessly, keeping the conversation going.

A few days later.

Xu Qianqian wandered about as usual and spotted that bag of fish threads. She casually picked up a piece and instinctively sniffed it.

"Where’s this from?"

"The teacher sent it." Jiang Nian said honestly, "Just right for you guys to try, to relieve the homesickness."

At his words, the two women weren’t too surprised.

They knew Jiang Nian had a homeroom teacher. They had a great relationship privately, even utilizing connections to buy a house.

"Homesickness?" Xu Qianqian snapped, attempting to bite a piece, naturally failing to do so, and casually setting it down.

"If you hadn’t mentioned it, I’d almost forgotten about Zhen Nan."

"Having too much fun to think of home?" Song Xiyun turned her head, looking at Xu Qianqian, "But I also don’t miss Zhen Nan."

Actually, that’s normal.

For the two women, their families aren’t in Zhen Nan. The only connection being Jiang Nian’s parents.

As for friends, hmm...