I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 121 Unforgettable Lesson for Life!

yuan could have allowed Aunt Qiao to pay off all her external debts and still have over one hundred yuan left.

This would alleviate a great deal of pressure.

At the very least, Uncle Qiao, with his excessive brotherly supportiveness, wouldn’t need to worry about their branch of the family anymore.

That would make things much easier for them.

Moreover, her relatives couldn’t possibly live in the Qiao Family Team forever.

The future was always something to look forward to.

Qiao Qingyu, with a smile on her lips, stood in the courtyard, greeting her smiling neighbors.

From now on, even for decades to come, no one would dare gossip about Qiao Qingyu or the affairs of the Qiao family.

Some wouldn’t even dare to speak behind her back.

This was the unforgettable lesson Qiao Qingyu had taught them!

Qiao Qingyu also greeted these aunties with a smile before she pushed the door open, only to find someone standing outside.

He was in his thirties, dark-skinned; Qiao Qingyu recognized him as Qiao Lao Si’s eldest son.

After getting married, he had moved out.

He lived at the other end of the village and didn’t interact much with Qiao Lao Si’s family, but during festivals, he still had to buy gifts or give money as a sign of filial piety.

Otherwise, Zhao Daju would rant for days and nights.

His clothes were patched over with layers, and though he was only in his thirties, he seemed like he could have been sixty.

But his eyes were bright.

When he saw Qiao Qingyu come out, he bowed deeply to her.

Qiao Qingyu quickly dodged, and before she could say anything, Qiao Lao Si’s eldest son hurriedly left.

Sister-in-law Li quietly said from behind, "Qingyu, he was thanking you."

Qiao Qingyu nodded, it was indeed something to be thankful for; if it hadn’t been for all that had happened, that woman would have truly died in vain. freēnovelkiss.com

Qiao Lao Si’s eldest son headed to his father’s house, Qiao Lao Si’s place.

Qiao Lao Si and Zhao Daju wouldn’t be released, and a severe punishment awaited them.

Now, Qiao Lao Si’s house was in chaos, but the children of Qiao Lao Si’s eldest son, Qiao Liang, all stood at the gateway; on seeing their father, they went together into Qiao Lao Si’s courtyard.

Even though they were all from poor families, when Qiao Lao Si’s first wife married into the family, she brought quite a few things with her.

Later, all these things ended up with Zhao Daju.

When Zhao Daju had first come into the house, Qiao Liang was only seven years old, too young to understand these matters, so naturally, no one thought about getting these things back.

Actually, only one cabinet made of yellow pear wood was valuable; the others were just ordinary wooden cabinets, but Qiao Liang would rather chop them up and burn them than leave them for others.

So there was a fuss again at Qiao Lao Si’s house, although it was much quieter this time, and strangely, the neighbors watching the commotion had decreased.

Even those who were watching the commotion no longer dared to point fingers and chatter like before, especially their neighbor Second Aunt Li, that woman who feared the world wouldn’t be chaotic, now hardly ever left her house unless necessary.

For Qiao Qingyu, all these were just a little episode of her coming home.

She went to the old house, and they had just finished dinner there. Aunt Qiao and Auntie were cleaning up the kitchen, but Qiao Qingyu did not give the money directly to Aunt Qiao. Instead, she went to her grandparents’ room and took out 300 yuan, quietly saying, "Granny, this money is earned by myself. I know Uncle had spent all the family savings because of my parents, and then because of my marriage, he incurred a lot of debts. But I’m not sure how much. This money is in your hands, Granny, you can decide how to handle it."

Granny Qiao immediately understood her granddaughter’s intention. Her rough hands, like tree bark, held her granddaughter’s, hardly daring to use force because those little hands were so tender and smooth, like tofu. She was slightly teary-eyed, "Qingyu, Granny has always cherished you."

Then she quickly asked, "Is it truly earned by yourself? How did you earn so much? Qingyu, given our situation, we really shouldn’t feel right to spend the He Family’s money..."

"Granny, don’t worry, I really earned it myself. I made purses with Sister-in-law Li from the family compound and sold them to the female workers at the factory, and earned quite a bit of money."

Granny Qiao’s eyes lit up, "That’s really good."

Then she whispered a caution, "Don’t tell others about this yet."

In the 1980s, North City was relatively undeveloped, so those who did business, even if there were any, always did so stealthily.

"Granny, I’ve only told you, so just feel free to use this money."

Kinship is different; even before meeting, Qiao Qingyu had made various assumptions, but once she saw them, a sense of closeness naturally arose.

She loved this big family. Being an orphan, she was not very used to having many relatives around, but the feeling of being cared for was indeed very warm.

Before they could talk much, Qiao Qingyu was called away by Sun Dazhang and Uncle Qiao.

Qiao Qingyu had Sun Dazhang and her uncle arrange for a batch of seeds, after all, she had come here for that purpose, and those glass bottles had already been secured by Qiao Qingyu into her laboratory space, of course very covertly, under the pretext that someone from the base office had come to handle affairs and took the opportunity to move the items.

Phones were inconvenient at the time, and there were no surveillance systems, so Qiao Qingyu took advantage of this loophole.

Thus, the issue of the glass bottles was completely resolved, leaving only the seeds to be dealt with.

Sun Dazhang excitedly told Qiao Qingyu, "Qingyu, your uncle and I have arranged two thousand pounds of vegetable seeds for you. When you return, the county transport team will send them to you, and just in time to transport the medicinal plant seeds back."

He continued, "Old Wang in our county and the Provincial Traditional Medicine Factory have been contacted. If we can really grow them, they’ll take as much as we can produce."

At this point, Sun Dazhang was truly animated.

He thought that after the incident with Qiao Laosi’s wife, there would be no further interactions with Qiao Qingyu, but little did he expect that the girl would bear no grudges and agreed to provide them with gastrodia and red flower seeds.

He knew about gastrodia and red flower; they were precious medicinal materials and could be harvested the same year they were planted, unlike some medicinal plants that required several years to see benefits. He knew they were poor and really couldn’t wait, truly needing immediate solutions.

"Uncle Sun, I also want to thank you and uncle for arranging so many seeds for me. The Xiaxi Commune near the base suffered a disaster recently, and Vice Director Qian of the commune entrusted me before I left to help him with this."

"We definitely need to help with that, Qingyu, rest assured, the Qiao Family Team will always support you. Now contact via phone is also convenient, whatever you need, just give us a call."

Sun Dazhang spoke very heartily.

Qiao Zhiyuan watched his niece with contentment, feeling somewhat regretful. If Qiao Zhicai and Han Xianglan could see their daughter matured like this, they would be so happy.

But why was Han Xianglan so stubborn, insisting on not meeting...

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