Qiao Qingyu and Xiao He's niece were not familiar with each other, so it would be nice to ask Xiaohu to help take care of He Xuerong.

After Mrs. Li figured it out, she left in a hurry.

Xiaohu was so happy that he almost didn't make a fuss.

But he still said politely, "Thank you Aunt Qiao."

Qiao Qingyu touched his head, "Go and play with Rongrong, Aunt Qiao will make delicious food for you at noon."

In the morning, Qiao Qingyu soaked the dried mushrooms, fungus and daylily.

When she was the only one, she never settled, not to mention that there were three more people, Qiao Qingyu was always generous in terms of food.

She planned to use the soybeans soaked two days ago to stir-fry dried fish, stir-fry eggs with daylily, cut a sausage into a plate, and then use tofu to make cabbage soup.

In this era and this season, it is a lunch as rich as the New Year.

She went into the house and was about to pull out a few cabbages.

When his hand was just stretched over, He Xuerong, who was sitting on the kang and watching Xiaohu play, suddenly raised her head, and then climbed to the wooden box with her hands and feet.

Sweat came out of his forehead and his little mouth was pursed tightly.

Her little hands grabbed the edge of the wooden box, and her black eyes stared straight at Qiao Qingyu.

Qiao Qingyu's movement of pulling cabbage paused.

She asked tentatively, "Don't you want me to pull out the cabbage?"

Of course, there is no response.

Qiao Qingyu put her hands on spinach, and the stewed tofu was delicious.

She asked He Xuerong again: "Rongrong, is it okay for me to pull this out?"

Although He Xuerong still pursed her mouth and didn't say anything, it was obvious that her tense body relaxed.

Although she didn't know why He Xuerong looked at the box of cabbage, Qiao Qingyu wouldn't bother with a child. She pulled out a few spinach and went to the kitchen.

At this time, He Xiuyu, who was both focused, slowly put down his pen.

The door of the west room was open, and you could see the pretty figure as soon as you looked up, and he naturally heard what she had just said.

The frown brows slowly unfolded, and the handsome eyebrows and eyes were dyed a little soft.

He Xiuyu was a little guilty. Just now, he judged a gentleman with a villain's heart. The house was not big, so he could certainly hear the words in the east room clearly.

He had even stood up.

Rongrong is a sick child, and her thoughts and behaviors are different from those of ordinary children.

Even he didn't know why his little niece had a special liking for the big leaf clover in her mouth, but this was a good phenomenon.

It proves that there is still a gap in the world where she is tightly closed.

He was worried that Qiao Qingyu would get angry just now, but now it seems that he shouldn't look at people with his old eyes.

He sat down again and picked up the pen to continue summarizing the information.

Soon, the kitchen was filled with an attractive fragrance.

He Xiuyu didn't expect that Qiao Qingyu had a good cooking skills.

Not to mention the two children, he even ate half a bowl of rice.

After dinner, I automatically clean the pot and wash the dishes.

But Qiao Qingyu cooked cleanly, and she basically cleaned up while cooking.

So the kitchen is not messy.

At this time, Qiao Qingyu stood on the north side of the house, and her voice was neither high nor low, and she told Xiaohu: "Little Hu, the things in these wooden boxes covered under the canvas are very important. You can play in the house no matter how you play, just don't move them randomly, don't hear them."

He Xiuyu's hand paused.

The next second, he raised his eyebrows and then continued to wash the dishes.

He knew that Qiao Qingyu was telling him. Yesterday he didn't know what it was, so he really opened it and took a look. A row of large wooden boxes were sealed very tightly and could not tell what it was.

Recalling the dry goods in the sacks of mud cupboards in the yard, he vaguely guessed that it must be someone from Qiao Qingyu's parents' home.

It seems that many things have really happened these days when he didn't know.

At this time, Xiaohu's crisp voice sounded, "Aunt Qiao, I won't move, I promise I won't look at it at all."

Then came Qiao Qingyu's laughter. He Xiuyu put the brushed dishes and chopsticks into the cupboard. He stood at the door, his voice low, "Qiao Qingyu, come here."

Qiao Qingyu stopped laughing, saying that he just said to He Xiuyu. As long as she doesn't dismantle the wooden box, after planting herbal squid and barley grass in a few days, the source of this seed will be stable for the time being.

Unexpectedly, as soon as He Xiuyu finished speaking, he called her, and Qiao Qingyu lifted the curtain and walked out.

He Xiuyu had already gone to the west room, took out a stack of money and food coupons and placed it on the desk. Looking at Qiao Qingyu who was following in, his voice was gentle, "This is ninety yuan, you can use it first..."

Qiao Qingyu looked straight at He Xiuyu.

This habit of giving money every time - it's so good!

Unfortunately, she is not his wife and has no intention of living a long-term life with him. Naturally, she can't collect the money.

Not only here, she also had to return the money He Xiuyu gave her before.

Qiao Qingyu said, "You wait first."

Then Qiao Qingyu went to the east room like a gust of wind. He Xiuyu was surprised and frowned unconsciously. The next moment, he saw Qiao Qingyu coming back.

She took out a stack of money from a wallet.

Put it in front of him and actually smiled at him. She said to him, "This is one thousand yuan. When you first got married, you gave me eight hundred yuan. Before you left the house a few days ago, I used some food coupons. I didn't have food coupons, so I used cash to pay it. You collect it... OK..."

At the end of the day, Qiao Qingyu was a little bit stubborn, and the good word was much smaller.

The west room, which seemed to be as warm as the spring breeze, seemed to be moving to the Arctic glacier in the blink of an eye.

It is no exaggeration to describe it as a bone-cold one.

Not so?

Qiao Qingyu looked up at He Xiuyu, and then suddenly crashed into a pair of eyes that looked like cold stars. His expression was sharp, and he seemed to think of something, and his voice was cold, "Qiao Qingyu, are you still thinking about divorce?"

Qiao Qingyu was stunned for a moment. Although she didn't expect He Xiuyu to react like this, she nodded immediately and tried her best to make her voice look soft and well-behaved, "Well, I think it's the best for us to divorce..."

He Xiuyu laughed in anger, his pair of peach blossom eyes shining with cold light, as if Qiao Qingyu's behavior had seriously violated his bottom line.

The warm appearance was stripped away, revealing the wild wolf's minions.

He leaned over slightly, and his sharp eyes fell on Qiao Qingyu's face, "At the beginning of the moon, I remember telling you that marriage is not a joke, and I don't want to hear it for the second time."

At this time, the feeling of oppression and strength brought by being in a high position made Qiao Qingyu a little suffocated, and at the same time made her temper come up.

What Qiao Qingyu is most afraid of in her life is threats and warnings.
Chapter completed!