I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 102 Remembering When We Were Young (1)

Everyone considered her a lucky star that drew fortune; without the seeds she provided, could their Xiaxi Commune have become famous?

Without the thousand silk hemp sprouting, how could the wasteland of their Xiaxi Commune have had the honor of becoming directly managed experimental fields by the provincial city?

They knew this was a great honor.

Crowded around Qiao Qingyu, their dark faces bore sincere smiles. In their hearts, they saw no possibility that Qiao Qingyu would disagree.

They didn’t even entertain the notion.

They felt certain that Qiao Qingyu must feel as honored, proud, and glorious as they did.

What could Qiao Qingyu say to these people? She managed a forced smile at them before quickly heading toward the meeting room.

She wanted to kick the door open, but the door of the meeting room was too flimsy and probably wouldn’t survive a single kick.

Qiao Qingyu pushed the door open, and Mr. Qian, who was following her, felt somewhat uneasy. He hurriedly entered the room, where they found the handsome young man Lu Ye seated in front of the office desk.

It was said that he had returned from studying abroad and that he came from a powerful family. His assignment in the provincial city was merely a golden opportunity for him.

Beside him was another person, and they were both looking down at something. Mr. Qian glanced over and saw the contract they were discussing with Qiao Qingyu to cooperate on farming 3,000 mu of wasteland.

At that moment, hearing the sound, Lu Ye looked up and saw Qiao Qingyu entering. His expression flickered before he stood up straighter, certain Qiao Qingyu would be pleased that he’d accomplished such a feat.

Moreover, by turning the 3,000 mu of wasteland into experimental fields for the provincial city, Qiao Qingyu wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore. She wouldn’t need to manage anything. Whether she wanted compensation or a share of the profits, he would agree to all her demands.

Feeling like he had done a marvelous thing, although slightly awkward, Lu Ye nodded his head politely at Qiao Qingyu due to the presence of others, "Comrade Qiao Qingyu, you’ve arrived."

Qiao Qingyu walked toward him unhurriedly.

For some reason, Lu Ye felt a little nervous, his throat dry. Standing still, he unconsciously swallowed, his eyes fixed on Qiao Qingyu, but regardless, his heart still trembled slightly.

King Qiao, no matter when or where she appeared, everything around her seemed to fade away like the tide.

He and his grandfather had stayed in Qiao Family Team for a whole six years. That place was practically his second home—he had grown up there.

A few days ago, his grandfather called to say that he was going to visit the people of Qiao Family Team for the Spring Festival this year, bringing gifts from Beijing with him.

He and his grandfather were lucky.

They had been assigned to Qiao Family Team, where most people were kind and honest.

His grandfather had left thinner and darker, but healthier and stronger.

That was not the case for several other elderly companions who had shared their plight.

Therefore, for Qiao Qingyu who came out of Qiao Family Team, they naturally had to take extra care of her.

Although he was somewhat of a jerk the first time they met, that day he just couldn’t control his mouth because he was really angry.

He had been back from abroad for just half a month when his grandfather sent him off to the Northwest.

Then, naturally, he learned that there was a Tenghai Research Base in the Northwest and coincidentally discovered that He Xiuyu’s wife at Tenghai Research Base was called Qiao Qingyu.

Such a familiar name.

That King Qiao was also called Qiao Qingyu, and then he easily found out that this Qiao Qingyu’s hometown was in Qiao Family Team.

There was no doubt about it; she was definitely the Qiao Qingyu he knew.

At that time, he was stunned.

In his mind, King Qiao should always remain the awe-inspiring figure she was.

He couldn’t imagine her being married.

I just felt it was especially unreal, and at the same time, I was especially, especially angry.

At that moment, I wished I could fly straight to Tenghai Research Base and ask Qiao Qingyu, "You got married, did you ask me? Did I agree?"

But in the end, it was too late.

He Xiuyu—of course, I knew him; we’d clashed a few times. That boy’s hometown was in the village next to the Qiao Family Team, Hejia Village.

A river lay between Hejia Village and the Qiao Family Team.

There was no bridge over the river. In summer, the water was very deep, and the kids from both villages would often throw stones at each other across the river. When winter came, and the river froze over, covered with a thick layer of snow, they’d clean off the snow to play sledding and ice gliding.

They’d also spin tops made of wood by the village’s old carpenter, whipping them with strips of cloth.

Winter was cold, but these kids would sweat profusely playing on it.

Don’t think King Qiao was just a little girl; with her strength, being the most doted on in the Qiao Family, and her great-uncle being a small village official, Qiao Qingyu was a domineering little girl.

When she ice-glided, everyone had to step aside.

The entire ice surface was hers alone to skate on.

Otherwise, her cousins would push her with a sled.

But the village girls all liked to be with her because no one dared to bully them when they were with her.

Of course, King Qiao, wearing a red cotton-padded jacket and a fluffy rabbit fur scarf, was beautifully proud, like a little princess.

A pretty person is popular everywhere, whether with adults or kids, so even the older kids made way for her.

Of course, that also had something to do with the fact that her family had many brothers no one dared to provoke. fгeewebnovёl.com

King Qiao, at just eight years old, was the tyrant of the Qiao Family Team.

So, this queen bee should have always remained the queen bee; she wasn’t supposed to get married.

I went to Xichuan, to Yushu County, to Xiaxi Commune, and I’ve always been quite "Zen" about it.

When encountering Qiao Qingyu, I’d have to ask her seriously if she remembered what she’d said back in the day.

If I couldn’t find Qiao Qingyu, then it must have been fate, right? I’d give up this thought, stop looking, stop caring, stop asking.

But who would’ve thought I’d just so happen to run into Qiao Qingyu—and the damn thing was she’d forgotten about me.

So those words just came tumbling out, and even though Qiao Qingyu kicked me, I felt this greeting was much better than the lukewarm "Hello oh it’s you," for sure.

Just look at Qiao Qingyu walking towards me now, her eyes carrying some of that old tyranny.

No, wrong—she had murderous intent.

At this moment, Qiao Qingyu had already made her way unhurriedly in front of Lu Ye.

In my memory, Lu Ye had always been a little fatty, who didn’t lose much weight despite the tough life in the Qiao Family Team.

I didn’t expect that after four years apart, he’d become as lean as a strip of bamboo.

He had a pair of sly fox eyes, cunning, full of schemes.

But of course, isn’t there a saying that’s quite fitting?

In the face of absolute combat power, all conspiracy and trickery are paper tigers.

And she, Qiao Qingyu, and Lu Ye had perfectly illustrated that saying.

No matter how much cunning the little fatty had, a beating would solve all problems.