He Shan stood at the stairs, looked at Meng Siqi, and glanced at the phone next to her quietly. Meng Siqi hurriedly shook the resentment in her eyes and walked forward with a smile: "Old He, are you going to North City?"

"Um."

He Shan let Meng Siqi tidy up his clothes buttons.

Meng Siqi asked: "How many days?"

"About ten days." He Shan said slowly.

"Then you have to take medicine on time, don't stay up late, don't eat cold..." Meng Siqi's voice gently instructed.

"Don't worry, Comrade Xiao Zhang is staring at him."

After saying that, He Shan walked towards the door, but stopped when he reached the door, turned around and looked at Meng Siqi with a serious expression: "Siqi, I know what you are thinking, but things have come to this point, and there is no possibility of any change. I, He Shan, will be worthy of anyone or anything in my life, but what I am most sorry for is her, this is what our He family owes her!"

Meng Siqi's face instantly turned gloomy.

He Shan seemed not to see her face and continued to remind him, "The northwest is too hard. Although Qingyu was born in the countryside, she has never suffered any hardships. I gave her some food and clothing..."

Meng Siqi nodded with difficulty: "...Well, I understand."

He Shan glanced at Meng Siqi, turned around and left with great strides.

Meng Siqi fell on the sofa, her beautifully maintained face full of ferociousness.

He Shan has been thinking about Han Xianglan all his life, and she endured it. After all, He Shan didn't hide it from her at the beginning. She took care of him and this family all these years, and only thought that when time passed, everything would pass. But then, when she was old, Han Xianglan's daughter actually married her beloved young son.

She beat her chest, disgusting, so disgusting. What's the matter? The He family and the Qiao family should never interact with each other, so why did they become in-laws? This is really a ghost!

At this time, Meng Siqi felt like a thorn in her throat.

If Qiao Qingyu cannot be driven away from He's family, she will go crazy!

Qiao Qingyu, who was far away in the northwest, naturally wouldn't know that Meng Siqi hated her to the core. She frowned and reluctantly ate the egg noodles.

There is really no leaf at home.

Not to mention the seasoned chopped green onion.

She entered the No. 001 Seed Laboratory again. This time she looked carefully. After reading it, Qiao Qingyu straightened her waist. This place can be said to be a complete plant collection.

She just calculated that there were more than 700,000 species.

From towering ancient trees to moss on the ground, various vegetables and fruits, naturally including flowers and weeds...

As far as she knows, there are 350,000 known plants on the earth, and the seed laboratory is twice as numerous as there are extinct rare plants.

Qiao Qingyu glanced around and couldn't help but sigh that if the laboratory had always existed, she would probably have a wealth that could create a planet.

Of course, the premise is to be hardworking.

In the early 80s when mechanization was not yet popular, farming was not an easy task.

Qiao Qingyu is ready to try it first.

After all, each seed is accompanied by a detailed description.

She left the laboratory and found a shovel in the corner of the yard. She carried a wicker basket and walked out of the wall of the family yard.

But unexpectedly, halfway through, I was stopped by a woman riding a bicycle.

Qiao Qingyu searched for her memories. This woman with short hair is a bit fat, named Liu Qiaowen, and is the wife of Chef Song. She is in her thirties this year.

It is one of the few acquaintances of the original owner here.

This woman made great contributions to the original owner's path of death.

Qiao Qingyu was about to go around, but unexpectedly Liu Qiaowen stopped her again. Liu Qiaowen placed the bicycle at the door. Qiao Qingyu quietly glanced at the yellow mud on the bicycle tires. She asked gently: "Sister Qiaowen, have you gone to the commune?"

Liu Qiaowen was stunned.

"Your name has the word "Qiao", and you're doing things by chance. I remember that last time I hanged Sister Qiaowen and went to the commune, and this time it's...

A layer of cold sweat broke out from Liu Qiaowen's back, and she looked at Qiao Qingyu, who seemed to have changed into another person in shock.

Qiao Qingyu stared at Liu Qiaowen, suddenly laughed, her eyes curled: "Sister Qiaowen, He Xiuyu is back..."

Liu Qiaowen opened her mouth and finally came to her senses. She asked for credit: "Qingyu, sister is right, this woman can't be too honest. If you want to capture a man's heart, you have to let him know how powerful you are. The old saying goes, cry, make a fuss, and hang yourself."

"Sister Qiaowen is the smartest, but she still says the old saying, but she can only do it for three."

"What does it mean?"

"It's the last time." Speaking of this, Qiao Qingyu lowered her head shyly: "Sister Qiaowen, my He Xiuyu said that she should live a good life with me."

Liu Qiaowen was stunned.

Her face turned pale. If He Xiuyu was scared of being hung on Qiao Qingyu, she would live a good life with her. President Meng would not have to tear her up!

This is the idea she gave to Qiao Qingyu.

Then why did He Xiuyu agree?

Qiao Qingyu turned around shyly: "Oh, I'm sorry to tell you this, I have to leave."

"you……"

Liu Qiaowen was speechless and watched Qiao Qingyu walk away.

Liu Qiaowen always felt something strange, and she didn't say anything. She was about to call her, but she didn't expect Qiao Qingyu to stop and raised her voice crisply: "Sister Qiaowen, the fifty yuan I lent to you last week. You said you would pay it back to me at the end of March. It's early April. Let's send it to my house tonight."

Then, Qiao Qingyu walked away slowly.

Several women who had already surrounded him stared at Liu Qiaowen suspiciously.

One of them sneered, "I said why are you always with Qiao Qingyu? But it turns out that there are benefits."

"Didn't you say you look down on Qiao Qingyu the most? Why do you still borrow money from others?"

Liu Qiaowen's face turned pale. Seeing that Qiao Qingyu had walked away, she pushed open several women in annoyance and slammed the yard door.

A heart beat uneasy, she frowned tightly. If Qiao Qingyu lived a good life with He Xiuyu, then her life would be difficult.

...

Ten minutes later, Qiao Qingyu stood in front of a slope. She held a handful of soil in her hand and sighed slightly. The barren land in the northwest was like an old man who was hungry and skinny. Only the sparse weeds could prove that there seemed to be a glimmer of vitality.

No matter how good the seeds are, it is a waste without fertile soil!

So Qiao Qingyu had no idea of ​​expanding territory here at all.

She had to go back to the Qiao family brigade, where the soil was fertile soil that could bloom even if a chopstick was built. Only such land could better allow the seeds in the laboratory to bear fruitful fruits.

The only difficulty now is how to restore relationships with the biological parents of this body.
Chapter completed!