From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

It was so terrible that Qiao Xingchen wanted to go to bed and continue sleeping with her.

He brushed the black hair from Meng Liu's face and kissed her face.

"Get up."

Meng Liu frowned and turned over, impatient to be disturbed.

Turning over, her smooth back and her raised butt were exposed.

It was too dark last night and Qiao Xingchen didn't see anything at all. Now that he had this opportunity, he got closer and took a closer look.

Two hands touched her buttocks and spread them open to take a look.

His eyes were so hot that even Meng Liu, who was sleeping, felt it. Damn you, you are so perverted, how can you watch someone's butt so early in the morning?

Just when he was about to get angry, his moist lips fell.

Meng Liu softened and began to moan like a kitten.

After the good morning kiss ended, she turned around with a red face: "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"Do you like it?" His eyes were bright, filled with the curiosity and excitement of a young man discovering a new field.

"It's okay." She answered covering half of her face.

After hearing the answer he wanted to hear, Qiao Xingchen was satisfied and patted Meng Liu on the butt: "Get up quickly, I've made breakfast."

"Well." Meng Liu was still immersed in the afterglow of just now. She opened her hands lazily: "You pick me up."

Qiao Xingchen resignedly moved herself from the wheelchair to sit on the edge of the bed, grabbed the clothes on the side and put them on one by one for her.

After struggling for a long time, by the time the two of them came out of the room, Grandma Qiao had finished eating and washed the dishes.

She put her hands behind her back: "You guys eat slowly, I'm going out for a walk."

Qiao Xingchen turned the wheelchair and brought her water to wipe her face and rinse her mouth.

Even breakfast was prepared with a spoon to feed her.

Meng Liu laughed: "I'm not a child, I will do it myself."

The breakfast prepared by Qiao Xingchen was very Meng Liu's style, including a few slices of scallion pancakes, a plate of soy sauce beef, and fried vegetables.

The rest of the Qiao family who had just finished breakfast were shocked when they saw it.

spendthrift! Who dares to eat like this?

The younger brothers salivated looking at the beef and wanted a share of the pie, but Qiao Xingchen scolded them away with a cold face.

After eating, it was getting late. Meng Liu told Qiao Xingchen and set off to the commune primary school.

Commune primary school is not a high-end job. It is usually filled with relatives of cadres and educated youth. On the first day of work, after Meng Liu reported to the principal, she was assigned to teach third-grade mathematics.

I heard that this job was a compensation for a commune member who lost his leg after discussion by the commune leaders. The principal was a little worried at first, fearing that the person who came would not have real talents and learning, but he was completely relieved after observing one class.

The course was not difficult. Meng Liu didn't even need to prepare for the lesson. He could just follow the textbook.

This job is indeed very easy. Not many children are sent to school in this era. There is only one class for each grade in the entire school.

She has nothing to do after two classes a day, and spends the rest of the time correcting homework, and then doing hard work, which is in line with her salty characteristics.

There are four teachers in total, two women and two men, all in the same office. The office desk is four tables joined together.

"Hello, my name is Huang Qian, and I mainly teach Chinese." A little girl with an oval face who looked about twenty years old greeted Meng Liu with a smile.

"My name is Tianyuan, and I also teach Chinese." He sat diagonally across from Meng Liu, wearing a pair of glasses and looking elegant.

Meng Liu nodded as a greeting: "Hello, my name is Meng Liu. The principal currently arranges for me to teach mathematics."

"By the way, the person sitting across from you is called Yue Heng. He is on leave today. He is responsible for all senior mathematics. I heard from the principal that you are not bad at mathematics. Yue Heng will be able to relax a little more now that you are here." Huang Qian said with a smile.

They are both young people, and they became familiar with each other within a few words.

By the time she got off work, Huang Qian had already held Meng Liu's hand and became good sisters with her.

"Let's go shopping in the county after get off work tomorrow. Winter is coming soon and I want to buy a wool scarf. I heard that the supply and marketing cooperative has new products, which are very nice."

I remember that it was still spring when Qiao Xingchen was hospitalized, but in a blink of an eye, winter has arrived, and the Chinese New Year is almost here.

As an educated youth, she only had a few days off every year during the New Year. Meng Liu planned to go back to her original owner's house. She received the monthly benefits from her parents, so how could she be the shopkeeper and not go back to take a look during the New Year.

It's a pity that Qiao Xingchen's legs and feet are not convenient, so she probably won't be able to follow her back. She hasn't told her parents about the marriage yet, and she always feels that she can't understand it in the letter. She might as well wait until she returns to Shanghai to tell her parents in person.

She walked from the commune primary school to the village. It was not yet five o'clock, and Qiao Xingchen and the others had not finished work yet.

Meng Liu slipped into the kitchen. There were already prepared dishes on the chopping board, including some green vegetables and sweet potatoes.

Grandma Qiao took Qiao Xiaohua and watched quietly outside. She had prepared all these things. The main reason was that Qiao Xingchen and Meng Liu spent too much money. They had a lot of money all day long. They couldn't afford it no matter how much they saved. She couldn't tell. What, can only be hinted at.

Naturally, Meng Liu didn't understand the hint. She just thought Grandma Qiao wanted to eat sweet potatoes today.

I simply took out flour, wrapped it in the meat and fried some crispy meat and sweet potato balls, and then made a dish of boiled meat slices. When I poured the oil on it, I could smell the aroma from a distance.

A large pot full of boiled meat slices comes out of the oven, as well as fragrant white rice.

Grandma Qiao was dumbfounded. Her original intention was to let her grandson-in-law live a more economical life. Looking at the big pot of meat, she was confused. Why... why did it get worse?

That meat must have weighed two kilograms, right?

Grandma Qiao struggled for a long time and decided to say it directly: "Xiao Meng, I know you young people like to eat, but do we have to think about it for the future? If we have children, there will be more places to spend money..."

As soon as she started talking, Meng Liu understood what she meant.

"Grandma, don't worry, we have enough money. How can Qiao Xingchen have strength if he doesn't eat well after a tired day? Besides, he needs to replenish his body after recovering from a serious illness. We have discussed it and plan to build a house by ourselves after the new year. You come live with us."

The words were filled with concern for her eldest grandson. Grandma Qiao shut her mouth. Thinking that she was talking about the house, the old lady went back to her house with her hands behind her back and handed over the five hundred yuan that Qiao Xingchen originally gave her. Handed it over.

"You will take charge of this house from now on. This is originally the compensation from Xingxing. Just take the flowers and have a sense of balance in your own mind."

"okay."

Meng Liu picked up a piece of meat and ate it himself. After confirming that it tasted good, he picked up another chopstick and fed it to Qiao Xiaohua. Her eyes lit up as she ate it.

"Here, grandma, please try it." She stretched out her chopsticks.

Grandma Qiao refused again and again: "You can eat it, you can eat it. How can I still need such good food at my age?"

Meng Liu couldn't help but stuff it into her mouth, and the tenderness and aroma of the pork rolled straight into her throat.