Rebirth has space, and the new love sends the bad husband to prison

Liang Sumei hummed a little tune along the way, with a brisk pace and a particularly good mood. When she returned home, she held the blueprint folded into a square in her hand, which looked quite mysterious. Liang Qing accidentally glanced at the paper and was shocked. Could it be that her cousin had designed a draft so quickly? But then she thought again, Liang Sumei had only studied for a few days, how could she have a draft so quickly? She must have just drawn some stick figures like her brother Liang Wang. Thinking of this, Liang Qing couldn't help but sneer in her heart, looking at Liang Sumei with a hint of disdain and ill intentions, pretending to ask casually, "Cousin, what are you holding in your hand?"

Liang Sumei shook the paper in her hand, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she answered simply: "Drawings!"

Liang Qing felt it was a bit irritating when she heard it. She said sarcastically, "Oh, you finished it so quickly, you must be the magic painter Ma Liang, hahahaha."

Liang Sumei didn't care about Liang Qing's sarcasm, but sneered: "Yes, I am the magic brush Ma Liang."

Liang Qing was irritated by Liang Sumei's confidence: "I told you you were fat, but you gasped."

Liang Sumei looked at her with contempt, then slowly unfolded the drawing in her hand. The lines on the drawing were smooth and full of design, obviously not the kind of stick figure Liang Qing had imagined. Liang Sumei raised her orchid finger and held the drawing in front of Liang Qing's eyes, as if showing off her achievements.

Liang Qing's eyes widened immediately, and she followed the blueprint with an unbelievable look. Jealousy welled up in her, and she asked angrily, "Liang Sumei, this is not something you can design. You just went out to get this, right? Did Yu Haiyang give it to you? Did Captain Li of the Revolutionary Committee give it to him for reference?"

Liang Sumei couldn't help but laugh when she heard Liang Qing's series of questions. She replied calmly, "This is my own design. It has nothing to do with Yu Haiyang and Captain Li. If you don't believe it, you can ask them."

Liang Qing was choked by Liang Sumei's words, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at Liang Sumei's confident look, she couldn't help but begin to doubt her own judgment. Perhaps, this cousin who didn't have much education really has outstanding talents?

She was anxious and full of jealousy. If her cousin was really so talented, then the drawings she had racked her brains to conceive were simply incomparable. She secretly made up her mind to find ways to make Captain Li understand that she was the real designer of the study class. If anyone stood in her way, she would make that person regret it.

Liang Sumei returned to the house and took out a small bowl from under the desk. The beans in it had already sprouted a little. She poured a layer of water on it, covered it with cotton cloth and lid, and put it back in the bowl.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she threw the blueprints in her hand into the stove until they were burned to ashes. Why didn't she put them back into the space mall? Because the two pieces of paper had no value to her, and she didn't want to throw garbage in the mall.

She re-entered the space mall and walked straight to the decoration area, staring at the big screen, trying to find drawings that could touch her heart, and delve into the mysteries of architecture. Fortunately, the space provided her with a systematic and scientific learning method, which allowed her to absorb knowledge at an amazing speed. After class, she tried to depict the works of masters. As the pencil in her hand danced on the paper, the beautiful lines jumped out like musical notes, outlining a breathtaking architectural blueprint. She looked at her "plagiarized" work, and her heart was filled with relief and pride. Finally, she no longer had to lie to Yu Haiyang in fear because of her half-knowledge of architecture. She repeatedly depicted the works that were of reference value to the study class several times until she reached a proficient level.

Before planning the space mall, she printed out two drawings. One had a white-painted bird egg shape on the exterior wall, which looked simple and elegant, and the other had an imitation mud-cast bird's nest shape, full of natural and primitive atmosphere. After her calculations, the size and materials of the two buildings were more in line with the construction funds. She planned to use these two drawings as the basis to derive a more perfect design plan.

Liang Qing was deeply hurt by Liang Sumei's work today, and jealousy burned in her heart. She had always believed that she was the smartest and most beautiful girl in Tianwa Village. However, today she had to face a cruel fact - there were people around her who were more outstanding than her, and this person was her cousin whom she always hated.

Liang Qing lay in bed, tossing and turning, her heart filled with anger. Just as she was struggling in pain, a sly smile crept onto her face. She seemed to have thought of a brilliant plan, which was like a flame that instantly ignited the darkness in her heart.

Zhao Liuzi had admired Liang Qing for a long time, but he had never found a chance to talk to her. He knew that he was ugly and had not been to school for many days, so he was not worthy of her. Therefore, whenever Liang Qing came into his sight, he could only stare at her from a distance and carefully, fearing that his abruptness would disturb the beauty. Zhao Liuzi had also tried to muster up the courage to get closer and say hello to Liang Qing, but he always found that she didn't seem to like him much. The slightly frowned brows and the vague sense of alienation seemed to remind him that the distance between them was like a natural chasm, difficult to cross.

Liang Qing came to Zhao Liuzi's house carrying a small bag of sweet potato chips that she had hung out to dry. When Zhao Liuzi saw her, his heart was beating like a deer, because that was the woman he had been thinking about. He hurried forward, carefully wiped the stool clean with his sleeve, and then respectfully placed it behind Liang Qing so that she could sit down and rest.

Liang Qing did not sit down. She gently placed the sweet potato fries in Zhao Liuzi's palm, raised a sweet smile, and asked softly: "Zhao Liuzi, I heard that you killed a wolf? Is it true?"

Zhao Liuzi was so fascinated by Liang Qing's spring-like smile that he was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Seeing this, Liang Qing snorted softly and reminded him: "Zhao Liuzi, I'm asking you." Her voice became sweeter and sweeter, as if it could melt people's hearts.

Zhao Liuzi came back to his senses. He scratched his head and said awkwardly, "It was...it was...coincident...coincidentally...the wolf...it...it was so stupid that it bumped directly into my axe."

Liang Qing couldn't help but smile after hearing his words, and this smile made Zhao Liuzi fall into a coma again. In a trance, he thought he was dreaming, so he slapped himself hard, and only after the pain did he realize that his dream lover really came to reality and was chatting with him.

Liang Qing looked at him with a mixture of pride and disdain, but she pretended to be happy. Zhao Liuzi felt like he was in spring. Liang Qing continued, "I want to go to the mountains to pick some herbs for my grandma. You know, she's been so tired from sweeping the streets lately that she's dizzy. As her granddaughter, I feel really bad for her."