Last winter, Heshan's uncle passed away. Heshan took He Xiuyu back to his hometown. The original owner Qiao Qingyu happened to visit relatives at the eldest aunt in Hejiatun. He fell in love with the handsome He Xiuyu at first sight.

When she heard her aunt say that it was He Shan’s youngest son and she was not married yet, she became interested.

The old past between He Shan and her mother is not a secret in this Shilibatun. The girl naturally knew that she was brave and thick-skinned, so she took the initiative to come to her house. When He Shan heard that she was Han Xianglan's daughter, she naturally felt a lot of emotion and almost burst into tears.

It has been twenty-nine years since Han Xianglan did not accept any help from him or even had no words to him, so this has become his heart disease.

Naturally, he was not very careful about Qiao Qingyu, who was only seventeen years old, so that the original owner successfully touched He Xiuyu's room that night...

This incident is ugly.

Han Xianglan fainted on the spot when she heard the news. Qiao Qingyu's father was even more embarrassed and annoyed, claiming that he would rather kill Qiao Qingyu than let her enter the He family's door.

However, Qiao Qingyu still got her wish.

The two received their marriage certificates, and then in mid-February, He Xiuyu brought her to the Northwest...

While combing the plot, Qiao Qingyu hangs the washed quilt and bed sheets on the clothesline, and she starts to clean up the house she lives in.

Because it is a temporary residence, there is no furniture, but the bedding is brand new, with a long large kang, and the kang mat is a newly weaved reed mat.

There is an old kang cabinet on the wall to the west, with two packs of milk candy and a pack of peach crisps.

This is the original owner's snack.

There is nothing else in the room except a broken table and two broken chairs. It does look too simple. The original owner betrayed everyone in order to live a good life. Unexpectedly, the place he came to was not as good as his hometown, so he was very disappointed with it and kept asking He Xiuyu to take her back to the imperial capital.

Qiao Qingyu frowned slightly. It was indeed very difficult here.

She sorted out her clothes and went to the kitchen. Although there was enough food now, the fine noodles were still supplied according to the head, but there were half a bag of rich flour and a small bag of millet at home.

There is soybean paste given by Mrs. Li in the jar, a few eggs in the cupboard, and there is no shortage of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Qiao Qingyu made a pot of hand-rolled noodles with eggs and served a large bowl to Li Dasao's house in the front yard.

At the door, Li's son Xiaohu was squatting in the yard waiting for dinner. When he looked up and saw Qiao Qingyu, the five-year-old child was so scared that he cried: "Bad guy, the bad guy comes to grab my candy..."

Mrs. Li walked out with a embarrassed look on her face, pulled Xiaohu and scolded: "What are you talking about?"

"I didn't say nonsense. Aunt Qiao snatched my big white rabbit milk candy, and she pinched me if she didn't give it to her." Xiaohu complained in grievance.

This is true, but Qiao Qingyu cannot admit it, it is too embarrassing.

After all, when Mrs. Li came to the door, the original owner refused to admit it.

She placed the big sea bowl on the wooden table outside and said sincerely: "Sister Li, thank you for saving me again today. This is the egg noodles I made. Although it is not comparable to those made by Mr. Li, it is also my intention..."

Mrs. Li was stunned and looked at Qiao Qingyu in surprise. Her mouth opened, but she didn't know what to say. Is this Qiao Qingyu?

Why does it seem like someone else has changed?

"Sister Li, I used to be ignorant, so I was so sorry that Sister Li was worried about it."

"...I'm sorry, I'm not in a relationship, I can't stand by death and say." Mrs. Li finally came to her senses and hurriedly pulled Qiao Qingyu and said.

"That's also Mrs. Li's kindness." Qiao Qingyu's voice choked and her eyes were a little wet: "If Mrs. Li hadn't come in time today, I would have been gone long ago, thank you."

"Oh, you kid, stop saying thank you." Mrs. Li's face turned red with anxiety.

Qiao Qingyu sighed in her heart. This is really a simple person.

She grabbed a handful of big white rabbit milk candies from her pocket and put them in Xiaohu's little hand. A big smile appeared on her face: "Xiaohu, this is the milk candies given to you by Aunt Qiao, but if you want to listen to your mother, you can't eat them too much..."

Xiaohu's eyes were as black as black grapes. He looked down at the milk candy and was a little confused. Did he remember it wrong? In fact, the person who robbed his candy was someone who looked very similar to Aunt Qiao?

"Sister-in-law Li, then I'll go back first."

Qiao Qingyu said as she walked out of Li Gong's yard quickly.

When Mrs. Li reacted, Qiao Qingyu had long disappeared.

Mrs. Li looked at the egg noodles and frowned. She couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and pick up the noodles. She was already prepared to vomit with unpalatable food, but she widened her eyes in surprise.

The noodles are chewy, the eggs are fresh and fragrant, and the salty noodle soup is clear and bright with oil. God, this is so delicious.

I never expected that Qiao Qingyu would have a good cooking skills!

Mrs. Li hurriedly brought a big bowl into the house. She was the only one in the house. With this bowl of fragrant egg noodles, she didn't have to cook at noon.

I felt very touched in my heart that this girl Qingyu seemed to have become sensible.

...

This temporary family home was once a village. The land was barren and the climate was harsh. After the land and houses were expropriated by the experimental base, the villagers happily moved to Xiaxi Commune with better conditions than here.

At this time, in a yard north of the family yard, Liu Qiaowen, the wife of Chef Song, the base canteen, was looking at the yard where Qiao Qingyu lived.

After a while, she rode her bicycle and hurried to Xiaxi Commune. She called out and moved several places. She finally called Consultant He's home.

He Shan’s wife Meng Siqi answered the phone. It was obviously not the first time Liu Qiaowen talked with Meng Siqi. She spoke very quickly: "Director Meng, Qiao Qingyu hanged again this morning, and this time she didn't die. It was Li Dasao who saved her again... He Xiuyu came back and stayed in the house for less than ten minutes and left again by jeep. At noon, Qiao Qingyu brought a bowl of food to Li Dasao..."

"Not?"

"Well, I'll call you after seeing her enter the yard." Liu Qiaowen said with a compliment.

Meng Siqi's face was as deep as water, and she gritted her teeth: "Okay, then you go back."

"Director Meng, what's going on with my brother..." Liu Qiaowen's voice became even more humble.

Meng Siqi frowned impatiently: "What's the hurry? There is no shortage of people in the yard now, and we have to wait for the opportunity..."

"Then you must keep it in your heart. I won't bother you anymore. When there is anything wrong with Qiao Qingyu, I will call you immediately..."

Meng Siqi nodded simply and put down the phone.
Chapter completed!