Poor little thing is eating melons and watching the drama in the period literature

"You've figured it out, and now you owe me." Yu Qingtang realized that Jiang Wei was the kind of person who was top-notch but didn't realize it, and didn't want to say anything more to her.

"Mom, I have a headache." Yang Yuan, who was chatting with Jiang's father and mother in the living room, ran in immediately.

"What's wrong, Tangtang? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yu Qingtang glanced at Jiang Wei who was still feeling aggrieved: "I get a headache when I see her."

Yang Yuan also had no good feelings towards the person who had injured her daughter.

"Then you have a good rest. Mom will see the guests off."

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Wei with a smile. Although Jiang Wei was a very bad person without knowing it, she could still understand his basic expressions.

What's more, Yang Yuan said it clearly.

Jiang Wei looked a little embarrassed.

Yu Qingtang couldn't help but look at her. Although her original intention was not to harm the original owner, the original owner was indeed innocently implicated by her.

The original owner lost his life, and Jiang Wei just went to the countryside.

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As time went by, the first two batches of educated youth left.

After Yu Qingtang was able to move, he went out every day to listen to the gossip of the old men and women, but he didn't earn a single gold melon seed.

The system said: "The melon-eating mission is completed only when you eat the melons of the male and female protagonists or those related to the male and female protagonists."

It seems that I have to stay where the male and female protagonists are.

So when her family asked for her opinion, she expressed her filial piety.

"If I don't go to the countryside, my grandfather might be sent down to the countryside, so I'd better go to the countryside."

The elders were all very pleased, but even more hesitant. Finally, it was the eldest cousin who made the final decision and Yu Qingtang took her 12-year-old cousin Yu Qingxu, who had just graduated from junior high school, to go to the countryside.

Yu Qingtang didn’t expect that she would end up implicating her 12-year-old cousin. She remembered that he was a fussy guy who liked to lecture little Yu Qingtang, so she refused and said, “It’s enough to have one person in the family who goes to the countryside.”

However, the eldest cousin's rebuttal was also reasonable: "It is still too dangerous for a girl to go to the countryside alone. Qingxu is young but tall and good at fighting."

When Yu Qingxu arrived at Yu's house, Yu Qingtang was already able to get out of bed. As soon as they met, the two siblings hugged each other and cried bitterly.

"Sister~"

"Brother~"

"We are so miserable~"

"..."

Yang Yuan was watching from the side and was very amused: "Alright, alright, you two siblings are just performing an opera."

Yu Qingtang withdrew her hand embarrassedly. She just wanted to get closer to this little cousin who she would be spending more time with in the future.

She also didn't expect that her little cousin was also an acting genius. In the original owner's memory, Yu Qingxu was a smart, calm, and old-fashioned young boy.

Yang Yuan took out the money and the ticket and handed them to Yu Qingxu: "Go shopping with your sister at the department store tomorrow. Buy all the daily necessities, clothes and shoes, and send them together when the time comes."

"Got it." Yu Qingxu took the money and ticket readily.

Yu Qingtang looked at it eagerly. She had been curious about the various tickets of this era for a long time, but unfortunately the original owner only had money but no tickets.

"Let me see if it's enough."

Yu Qingxu handed it to her: "It should be enough, I saved some."

As he said this, he took out a stack of tickets from his pocket.

Yu Qingtang was stunned: "Where did you get so many votes?"

Yu Qingxu fanned the ticket in his hand: "A friend gave it to me."

It’s great to have friends. The original owner also had friends, but her friend Jiang Wan went to the countryside before her.

Yang Yuan warned her: "You will be sent to the countryside where Jiang Wan's biological parents live. Don't share all the good things with Jiang Wan."

Yu Qingtang understood what Yang Yuan meant and nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that she agreed so quickly, Yang Yuan felt that she didn't listen to what she said.

"Don't think that the mom's power is looking down on Jiang Wan now, but your situation is different now. You were classmates and friends before, and sharing together was a give-and-take. If you share with her now, she won't be able to make it right, and it will make both of you embarrassed, and the friendship of many years will be ruined."

"Of course, if she's really having trouble, you can help if you can."

Yu Qingtang pecked at the rice like a little chicken: "Got it~"

Yang Yuan sighed: "Forget it, let Qingxu take care of the money and notes when the time comes."

"Qingxu, please keep an eye on your sister."

Yu Qingxu nodded: "Don't worry, Second Aunt."

Yu Qingtang was upset. What did the original owner do to make her mother think she was so untrustworthy?

It's just that she's a little bit spoiled, a little bit naive, and spends money lavishly...that's it.

Well, the original owner was generous to her friends, especially to Jiang Wan. She was just like a real sister who could wear the same pants. No wonder in the original plot, the two Jiang family members worked together to persuade Jiang Wan but she didn't forgive Jiang Wei in the end.

If she had a good sister like this who was killed by someone, she would never forgive the culprit.

Yu Qingtang, who had lost his financial power, followed his little cousin pitifully as he went shopping. Although life was simple and supplies were scarce in that era, the purchasing power of the people in the capital was still very strong. Although the department store was not overcrowded, it was still bustling.

Yu Qingtang looked at the colorful counter with a sense of age and various creams, which was filled with fashionable girls. Compared with other counters, there were more than twice as many people. He sighed: "It's true that no matter what era, women's money is easy to make." Yu Qingxu also looked over there: "Don't you still have several bottles in your room that you haven't used up?"

"Second Aunt said that she would buy you those things after you have used them up."

He held a handwritten shopping list in his hand, and walked to a cold counter with a red face: "Please pack all these for me."

The saleswoman was knitting. She looked up and saw a boy. At first she thought he was trying to seduce her. She said impatiently, "The one who wants a foreign exchange bill, do you have one?"

"Yes." Yu Qingxu didn't care about the salesperson's attitude and took out a dozen tickets from his pocket.

The salesperson didn't expect him to actually buy it, and asked him in surprise: "Why are you buying this?"

Yu Qingxu pointed at Yu Qingtang who was not far away and said, "I bought it for my sister."

Seeing that Yu Qingtang didn't seem much older than Yu Qingxu, the salesperson guessed that the girl was embarrassed to buy sanitary napkins so she asked her brother to run errands.

She praised sincerely: "You are such a good brother."

Yu Qingtang, who was looking at the yarn, noticed that Yu Qingxu was pointing at him, and said to the salesperson, "I'll come over later."

As a result, as soon as she walked over, she heard the salesperson praising Yu Qingxu as a good brother. She looked at Yu Qingxu, whose face was flushed, with a confused and inquiring look.

Yu Qingxu pointed at the things the salesperson was packing and said, "Second Aunt said this is not available in the countryside. Buy as much as you can now. When she runs out of it, she will buy more and send it to you."

Sanitary napkins of this era were not as diverse and delicate as those in later generations, so such a thick package would have attracted other people's attention.

Yu Qingtang glared at a young man who was looking at him with a lewd look in his eyes: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen your mother bleed?"