I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 105: Not Her Qingyu

With the long-distance phone, especially in her own house,

connecting with her hometown had become much more convenient.

Following the instructions on the paper, she quickly got through to the phone at the Qiao Family Team headquarters.

It was Sun Dazhang who answered the call.

The moment he heard it was Qiao Qingyu, he was extremely enthusiastic.

He didn’t even let Qiao Qingyu speak.

"... Qingyu, I’m really grateful to you. The 500-acre corn experimental field is thriving, no, I can’t just say thriving—it’s the best in the entire county. Every day, there are militiamen guarding it. It’s our county’s key experiment field. I heard the county leaders have even reported the experiment field to the province... Qingyu, I really need to thank you properly. You’re such a good child; marrying so far away, you haven’t forgotten your hometown. On behalf of the entire membership of the Qiao Family Team, I thank you again..."

Then she heard Uncle Qiao’s loud voice thundering, "What’s next, should we also thank the eight generations of our Qiao ancestors? Alright, alright, hurry up and give me the phone; that’s my grandniece..."

Sun Dazhang laughed heartily, though his laughter quieted down, obviously because the phone had been snatched away. Then, Qiao Zhiyuan’s booming voice came from the other end.

"Qingyu, it’s your Uncle."

"I heard you talking just now, Uncle. Did you receive the letter I sent you?"

"We received it, we did. I’ve already delivered the letter to your parents."

"Uncle, is Mom still angry with me?"

Qiao Qingyu asked somewhat anxiously.

There was a moment of silence from Uncle Qiao’s end, then he chuckled, "Qingyu, you’re the apple of your parent’s eye. They’re not angry with you, don’t worry..."

"Then I’ll go back to the Qiao Family Team to see my parents!"

"Don’t come back yet!" Qiao Zhiyuan blurted out from the other end.

Qiao Qingyu felt a heaviness in her chest.

Her parents hadn’t forgiven her yet—or perhaps they hadn’t forgiven the original owner of her identity.

She felt a bit down, "When can I go back then?"

Qiao Zhiyuan said dryly, "Qingyu, you see, it’s currently the busiest time of spring plowing. If there’s nothing urgent on your end, let’s not waste the phone line; such a long distance costs a lot in phone fees. Tell me your home phone number, and I’ll call you if there’s anything..."

Qiao Qingyu’s brows furrowed slightly.

So much time had passed, why was it still like this? Did these two really have no intention of recognizing their daughter?

The silent Qiao Qingyu made Qiao Zhiyuan sweat profusely; he wiped his brow with his sleeve, saying with reluctance, "Qingyu, don’t be anxious. I’ll try talking to your parents again..."

After a pause, he continued, "Everything’s good over here, you’ve got me, your Uncle, too. Don’t worry about anything; just stay well in Xichuan, live a good life with He Xiuyu. If you’re doing well, it not only makes us happy but also gives us peace of mind..."

Qiao Qingyu felt a chill at her fingertips.

Even though they were addressing the original owner, she did not feel comfortable in the slightest.

This discomfort was more about feeling unjustly treated.

An inexplicable urge to cry crept upon her.

Qiao Qingyu’s voice choked up as she gave her Uncle her phone number and then hung up.

On the other end, Qiao Zhiyuan had already noted down Qiao Qingyu’s home number, and by that time the line was just a busy signal, so he set down the receiver.

At that moment, he was the only one in the Team headquarters; Sun Dazhang had taken everyone out to work.

What was he thinking, the spring plowing had long since ended—it was just an excuse.

But it wasn’t a complete lie, even though the spring plowing was over, for all the members of the Qiao Family Team, a busy season was about to start.

Especially for the 500 acres of the experimental field.

He and the team leader had to go on several inspection tours every day.

It was indeed more meticulous than taking care of a child.

He had also caught the attention of the commune, and it was very likely that team leader Sun would be transferred to the commune, and he might take over team leader Sun’s position.

No matter what, team leader Sun was younger than him.

But even so, he was already content with such a possibility.

Remove the word "small" and replace it with "big," for him, that would be a major event in his life.

He had to thank his only niece, Qiao Qingyu, for all these special considerations.

Qiao Zhiyuan clenched his fists, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.

He couldn’t help but recall the scene from the hospital a few days ago when he handed the letter to Han Xianglan.

Han Xianglan was educated, having attended school with He Shan since she was six.

She was smarter than He Shan and even performed better in her studies.

Naturally, she was the one to be given the letter.

He thought his sister-in-law would be happy to receive a letter from her daughter who had married far away, but to his surprise, after reading the letter, Han Xianglan, whose face was already pale, showed no hint of color, and her hands were trembling.

The letter contained nothing but good news; why did it seem that his sister-in-law was so grief-stricken?

It was as if she had lost the will to live.

Before he and his brother could understand, her tears began pouring down like rain.

Then he heard Han Xianglan’s trembling voice, and he remembered those words very clearly.

"These past three years, when Qingyu was disobedient, the village teacher told me that the child had reached puberty."

"Girls who reach puberty all act rebellious, and she told me to talk to her more and pamper her, as their psychology is very fragile at this time."

"I indulged her in everything and coddled her like a child; though we live in the countryside, I too wanted to raise my daughter to be a proud and confident young woman..."

"If she truly liked He Xiuyu, she should have stood in front of me and boldly told me, ’Mom, I like He Xiuyu, I want to marry him’..."

"She could even have exploited the He’s family’s guilt towards me and bluntly approached He Shan with her demands..."

At this point, Han Xianglan’s voice was heart-wrenchingly painful.

"She’s not like that; my little Qingyu isn’t like that; she wouldn’t resort to such methods..."

"You don’t understand, and I didn’t either, but today I do..."

"Qiao Qingyu is not my daughter, and from now on, no one is to mention her in front of me. I don’t want ever to see her again in my lifetime..."

At that moment, both he and his brother were stunned and scared, so much that they couldn’t utter a single word.

Because Han Xianglan at that moment was different from usual.

He didn’t know how to describe it, but he still came up with four words: heartbroken.

It was the agony that parents feel after losing their children.

Qiao Zhiyuan wiped his face; up to now, he still didn’t understand why Han Xianglan said those inexplicable words.

But speaking of Han Xianglan’s stubbornness, she actually forbade Qiao Zhicai from replying to the letter.

Qiao Zhiyuan sighed; what should be done about this?

It seemed like Qiao Qingyu really wanted to come back home.

But now, Han Xianglan had just been discharged from the hospital to recuperate at home, and her health was just getting better. If Qiao Qingyu came back and disturbed her, causing any trouble, his foolish brother would go mad...