Food for the people

Having enough food and drink, it could be seen that the old lady hadn't seen her grandson for a few days, and she had a lot to say, and it was inconvenient in front of them, so Qiao Yu took the initiative to say goodbye.

As expected, the old lady didn't stay any longer, and after packing a little of the things she had promised to take away with them, she let them go.

When leaving, the old lady took Qiao Yu's hand again and told him to go and play if he had nothing to do. Qiao Yu nodded in agreement, and then went out with Qiao Ling.

As soon as he left here, Song Siming dragged the old lady into the house.

He smiled as he walked, "Grandma, your grandson is here, can you watch me more?"

The old lady chuckled: "You know how to play tricks, you can stay at home a few days a year, maybe you don't see each other as often as the two brothers."

Song Siming pretended to be sad: "Grandma, it's too sad for you to say that."

The old lady laughed again, and touched herself and her grandson's hand: "I just thought of the time when your mother died. You were younger than him at that time, but at least I dragged you to not collapse. These two days A child is different, those who have no father or mother don’t even have a thought, and they are big and poor, I’m afraid they will go to the edge of their horns, and no matter how hard they can resist, there will only be two and a half older children.”

Hearing the old lady recall the past, Song Siming's nose was sore and his eyes were red. He stretched out his arms to hug the old lady, and said in a low voice, "Okay, as long as they don't have ulterior motives, I certainly hope that more people can accompany you."

The old lady said with a smile: "You have a lot of eyes, but I took a look today, and this boss is much more stable than I thought. He doesn't look like someone who can't take care of things. Maybe I'm just worrying for nothing."

Song Siming said: "That's not good, isn't that more reassuring for you."

The old lady replied: "That's right, seeing them like this, I can finally worry less about my leisurely mind."

On the other side, Qiao Yu's two brothers also returned to their home. Qiao Ling put away the things given by the old lady with a smile on his face, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Qiao Ling is not very old, but his experience is not small. He has tasted the warmth and coldness of human beings at a young age, but he is a child after all, no matter how old he is, he will not pretend to be serious. If he hates it, he hates it, and if he likes it, he likes it.

Zhao's aunt was like that, and he would be annoyed if he looked at it more than once.

The old lady of the Song family was different. She was able to take care of her in such a way if she was not a relative or a reason, which was enough for Qiao Ling to remember in her heart for a lifetime.

And Qiao Yu thought a little more than Qiao Ling.

Although Mrs. Song's house looks dilapidated, it doesn't look like a family that lacks food and clothing. On the contrary, it is considered affluent, which should be related to Song Siming's errand.

During the meal, Song Siming mentioned it several times, but didn't go on to say that it should be an important position.

Qiao Yu didn't ask for it explicitly, but she also guessed one or two, and probably had something to do with the royal family.

Although Qiao Yu is wearing the skin of a 17-year-old, he is a mature adult in his bones. He is naturally much more mature than his peers in his life. He can see Song Siming's concerns, so even if he guesses that Song Siming is in an important position, he doesn't think so. Did not reveal the meaning of eager to make friends with one or two.

Everything should be done step by step, even if he really wanted to make friends with Song Siming in his heart, he would never show it too obviously.

We are neighbors and folks, and there will be more time to get to know him slowly in the future. It is not annoying for him to ask himself, and it should be no problem to become friends as a matter of course.

In the middle of the afternoon, Qiao Yu packed another bag of things and asked Qiao Ling to deliver it to Mrs. Song.

They were all food, so the old lady accepted them without any objection.

Not two days later, the old lady asked Qiao Yu and the others to have dinner again. Song Siming was not there, so he probably went back to work. Only the old lady and Yueyue were at home.

The two families became acquainted with each other from scratch. Song Siming was usually away for most of the days. If the old lady needed help with anything, she would ask Yueyue to call them, and Qiao Yu never refused.

After going back and forth like this, the days passed quickly, and the fifteenth day of the first lunar month was coming.

A few days before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Qiao Yu went to Zhao's house to pay respects to Zhao Deshen's old age. The Zhao family's aunt was not there, so it seemed that he went to some teahouse to try out mochi cards.

Qiao Yu felt that he was lucky. Even if he didn't care about someone like Aunt Zhao, he didn't want to deal with her too much.

Zhao Deshen welcomed him into the room, ordered tea to be served, and then turned his head to instruct the kitchen to cook some good dishes.

Qiao Yu reached out to stop him, "Uncle, there's no need to eat, Ling'er is still waiting for me at home, I have to go back early."

Zhao Deshen didn't take it seriously: "It's not too far away, so it's just a matter of calling a carriage to pick up Ling'er."

Qiao Yu didn't plan to have dinner at Zhao's house, nor did she intend to be polite to Zhao Deshen, so she got up and left after seeing this, "I really don't want to eat, if uncle insists on this, I'll go back first."

Zhao Deshen couldn't persuade him anymore, so he left Qiao Yu alone.

After drinking a cup of tea, Qiao Yu didn't stay any longer, and was about to get up and go home. Zhao Deshen couldn't figure out Qiao Yu's temperament now, so he couldn't stay longer, so he had to send him to the door.

Before Qiao Yu could leave, a blue carriage stopped at the door, and a girl's cute laughter came from inside, Zhao Deshen's expression was vainly awkward.

After thinking about it for a while, Qiao Yu knew who was in the carriage.

It should be his "fiancée" Zhao Siyun who was forced to break off the marriage with his fingertips.

Qiao Yu had never seen this ex-fiancée who was married with his fingertips. It would be a lie to say that he was not curious at all. He had never had a serious girlfriend when he was 28 in his previous life. Yes, even though she is now a former "fiancée", it doesn't matter if you take a look at her.

When Qiao Yu thought about it, she stood there for a while and didn't leave.

After a while, as expected a girl lifted the curtain of the carriage and came out.

She was wearing a sky blue embroidered jacket and skirt, with a small circle of rabbit fur sewn on the cuffs and neckline. She slapped her hands and had a small face with almond-shaped eyes. She looked somewhat similar to Aunt Zhao's, but she lacked Aunt Zhao's hair between her brows. Tricky, but pleasing to the eye.

When Zhao Siyun got out of the carriage, she first saw Zhao Deshen standing at the door, and happily called out to her father. Seeing Zhao Deshen staring at the side with a strange expression, she turned around and saw Qiao Yu standing behind her.

Qiao Yu stood aside, nodding to her gracefully, Zhao Siyun was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head in embarrassment.

He called out to Qiao Yu in a low voice: "Brother Qiao Sheng."

Seeing her, Qiao Yu satisfied her curiosity. Naturally, she had no extra thoughts about this underage girl, so she smiled at her again and said, "It's not the right time to come today. Ling'er is still waiting for me at home, so let's go first." Farewell."

Zhao Siyun looked up at him again, moved her mouth, and before she could say anything, Qiao Yu had already turned her head and left.

Zhao Siyun stared at Qiao Yu's back and walked out of the alley, then turned her head and asked Zhao Deshen, "Is brother Qiao Sheng here to give us New Year's greetings? Why don't you keep him for dinner?"

Zhao Deshen nodded with a complicated expression, then glanced at his daughter again, and said, "Ling'er is not feeling well, she is waiting at home, so I won't stay here for now."

Zhao Siyun's face turned ruddy again when she received Zhao Deshen's answer. She and Qiao Sheng grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and they were married in the womb. Naturally, Qiao Sheng was different from other men in her eyes.

In addition, Qiao Shengsheng is handsome, humble and polite, like a young man.

Zhao Siyun is exactly the age of a young girl Huaichun, and her future husband is someone like Qiao Sheng, so she couldn't be more satisfied.

Zhao Siyun's every move naturally couldn't escape Zhao Deshen's eyes. As a person who has been there, he couldn't see the little daughter's expression in his girl's expression.

This made him tell Zhao Siyun that the marriage between the two families had been messed up by her mother.

The Zhao family aunt was aggressive and domineering outside, and she still felt sorry for her daughter. She asked Qiao Sheng to withdraw the marriage without telling Zhao Siyun, because she was afraid that Zhao Siyun would find out and disagree.

When she got the divorce letter written by Qiao Sheng himself, she handed the paper to Zhao Deshen lightly, and wanted him to be the villain.

But Zhao Deshen couldn't find the right time to speak, and the back and forth was delayed like this, let alone where to start.

When Zhao Siyun got out of the car just now, Zhao Deshen was afraid that Qiao Yu's expression would show off in front of Zhao Siyun, but after seeing Qiao Yu leave without changing his face or turning back, Zhao Deshen suddenly understood that the marriage between the two families I'm afraid it's really yellow.

Zhao Siyun was completely unaware of her father's thoughts, she thought of something, two red clouds flew up on her cheeks, and walked home quickly while smiling.

Looking at it, Zhao Deshen couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Qiao Yu grew up under his watch. Although he is a little pedantic, he is not bad-tempered. If he can marry Zhao Siyun, he will be able to take care of her safely for the rest of his life. But now he is messed up by the woman at home. The more Zhao Deshen thinks about it, the more he feels My heart was on fire, and I almost couldn't suppress it.

Qiao Yu didn't know that his unintentional actions had created a big problem for Aunt Zhao's family. He was thinking about the kimchi jar while walking. After the fifteenth day, the things he wanted to do before can also be officially put on the agenda.

Qiao Yu didn't do business empty-handed. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that many things needed to be customized in detail. He didn't have much money in his hand, and he had spoken to Aunt Zhao, so he had to be safe in the end.

Try to get a little bit first, and it's not too late to make bigger ones.

This ancient time also has the advantages of the ancient times. At least you don’t have to worry about the city management when setting up a stall, and you don’t need to apply for some messy business licenses.

Qiao Yu flipped the abacus in her heart, feeling that life was finally turning around.