Eating melons and raising children in the period literature

On the way back to dinner, Yang Qingqing couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, he didn't dress up as a sent-down person, otherwise he would not be able to bear it.

She thought about those people. They didn't look like bad people, and she didn't know why they were sent down.

Although the village did not hold criticism meetings from time to time like many other villages, the treatment of these people was still very distant, and basically no one paid any attention to them.

On her way back, Yang Qingqing saw a few educated youth from the village coming this way.

I heard some people say

"Li Zhiqing, Su Zhiqing. You don't have to go over there. It's nothing serious. Just a little kid fainted. Go back! The captain is here!"

"Yes, it's okay now. We have all been driven away."

"Yes, yes, yes... It's not lively anymore. We still have work to do in the second half of the afternoon! Let's all go home."

The educated youth all stopped and walked back. Only Su Xiaoxiao

"Okay, you guys go back first, I've finished eating too. I think it's better to go and take a look before I can feel at ease. I will definitely not delay anything. You guys go back first."

Su Xiaoxiao saw Yang Qingqing and the others coming over. She wanted to say hello, but for some reason the words were on the tip of her tongue but she didn't say them.

Yang Qingqing looked at the heroine. After such a long time, exposed to wind, rain and sun, the heroine's image was not affected at all.

Instead, it looks more like a peacock emerging from a group of chickens, and it looks different from the others.

Even those who Yang Qingqing has been working hard to maintain are envious and jealous.

Yang Qingqing took a look at her but didn't talk to her. She also had no intention of being friends with the heroine, so she would rather let others think she was impolite than have anything to do with the heroine.

Su Xiaoxiao heard others say that everything was fine over there, and the reason why she wanted to go there was very simple.

She always felt that she should go there, that she should be able to help people, and that this matter was very important to her.

But now everyone said that they didn't need help anymore. Su Xiaoxiao felt empty inside. She felt like she had lost something.

Yang Qingqing didn't know anything, but thinking about what the old man had just said and what she saw and felt, she felt that those people were not bad people.

She didn't want the child to die at such a young age, so she wanted to find an opportunity to bring some warmth to them.

But she would not show up to let them know, she just wanted to do a good deed and accumulate merit for herself and her family.

Later, at night, Yang Qingqing packed up a bunch of unwanted clothes, quilts, and more than ten kilograms of cornmeal. She also put a large bag of milk powder in it to nourish their bodies.

I quietly threw it into the yard and ran away without changing anything. Would the people in the yard be scared to death?

At first they thought it was a thief, so they waited for a long time but saw no one and no movement, so they opened the door and looked inside.

I saw the big bundle by the courtyard wall. I opened it and found a note specially left by Yang Qingqing.

Just to tell them what's going on and not to burden them. She might send them something later, but she won't meet them.

After reading the note, several people looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Finally, Lan Tiansheng slammed the table and asked everyone to share the food, and hide the unfinished food to eat later.

They are just throwing everything away, thinking that things can't get any worse, and they are not afraid of being harmed by others.

However, since then, Yang Qingqing started to feed the baby at irregular intervals, but this incident never occurred.

Several people were quietly observing and asking who had this ability. They thought that even if they couldn't repay him in this life, they would remember him and repay his help in the next life.

What Yang Qingqing didn't know was that she felt she had no connection with Su Xiaoxiao and she was definitely not in the plot.

But she didn't know that she had ruined the plot again, completely causing Su Xiaoxiao to lose one golden finger after another.

The original plot was that the child Dong Anjie would fall into a coma due to hypoglycemia today, and Su Xiaoxiao came to save him, but because she came a little late, the servant came back, but his body was not well taken care of, and he died in a few days.

Middle-aged couple Dong Ke and Sun Xue lost their hard-earned child. They couldn't bear the shock and both fell ill. Are there good medical conditions?

In the end, Sun Xue didn't make it and died with him. Dong Ke survived, but his health also broke down. When he was finally rehabilitated, he was gone within a few days.

But he left a will, leaving all his family's property to the heroine Su Xiaoxiao, thanking her for the candy she gave him back then.

In this way, the heroine exchanged a piece of candy for a large courtyard house in Beijing. Needless to say, the location is next to the Forbidden City, not to mention the value.

The key is that the heroine Su Xiaoxiao found a secret room entrance in the kitchen under the big pot.

It's not very big, but there are more than a dozen boxes of antique calligraphy and paintings, gold, silver, jade and other things.

Not to mention the whole set of imperial green jadeite jewelry inside is priceless.

In this way, he used those things as gifts to maintain relationships, and with a little help from Sun Xue's family, Su Xiaoxiao's business empire expanded by who knows how many times.

Dong Ke was not even aware of this secret room. When he donated the money, he really spent all his money to donate. He had no idea what others thought. He really supported our party without reservation.

Even the decision to keep his mother's jewelry was made after much thought.

But now Yang Qingqing had completely destroyed everything, leaving her no chance of survival.

Yang Qingqing didn't know that because of her momentary kindness, she once again pitted the heroine.

In this way, Dong Ke, Sun Xue, Dong Anjie, and even Lan Tiansheng and his wife survived for ten years.

Here, Yang Qingqing returned to the resting place and said to the children

"You must not follow others in the future. We must not follow some people to criticize and bully those who were sent down. We don't know the reason, nor do we know that they are wrong. We must not blindly follow the trend, understand?"

"I know, auntie, we don't usually see them, don't worry, we won't bully others at will."

Wenxuan agreed to Yang Qingqing very seriously.

The others nodded and promised to do it.

The main reason is that Yang Qingqing is afraid that in the future, not to mention the heroine, even those people who were sent down may have very high status when they return. They must not be offended. If there is a petty person, she is afraid that they will be in trouble.

Not to mention that if he has any intersection with the heroine again, he may become cannon fodder, and there may be no bones left.

"Aunt, eat quickly! We are about to start work." Wenxuan looked at Yang Qingqing who hadn't put a single bite of food in her mouth for a long time, and urged her.

"Okay, got it. I was distracted just now. You guys have all finished eating."

Yang Qingqing looked at the empty lunch boxes and questioned her life. How could it be so fast? She didn't think about anything! How come they were all finished, even Wen Qian had finished.

"Why do you eat so fast? Eating too fast is not good for your stomach."

"What is the stomach? Why is it not okay? It's because of what I ate, not the stomach."

Wen Qian looked at Yang Qingqing as if she was looking at a fool.

Yang Qingqing: "?" She didn't want to explain, for fear that Wen Qian would ask more questions, so she threw the question to Wen Jing and asked Wen Jing to explain it to Wen Qian.

Yang Qingqing discovered that Wen Qian, who was usually quiet and gentle, could also say something shocking.