Time Space: She is a little hard to flirt with

After putting away the things, Chu Qingyuan returned to the clean and tidy house and put the two robots back.

Then she took out some old, simple furniture and simply placed it there.

She locked her grandfather's room and the back room.

She thought that if the plan was feasible, she might not be able to stay at home for long in the short term.

Thanks to grandpa's little quirks, few people in the village have ever entered their home.

Even the elders and village elders who had been here had only been to the main hall, as they did not want to violate Grandpa's taboo.

There were many things missing from the house, but she was not afraid of being exposed.

Chu Qingyuan took out paper and pen and began to write a letter to her parents.

Although she wasn't sure if they could receive it.

But when my father came back the year before last, he said that if there was any big problem at home that they couldn’t solve, or if he had to contact them.

She can take the token left by her father to the county public security bureau to find Uncle Gao Hansong.

He had been his father's bodyguard for a long time. Later, when he had enough military merit, he switched positions with the new guards. A few years later, he was transferred here by chance and became the director.

He has a very good relationship with his father, a friendship that is worth dying for. If there is something, he will help to deal with the problem, and he can also help to contact them.

Even though several decades have passed between them, Chu Qingyuan still remembers the few times she met her parents.

This is due to her photographic memory since childhood and her seriousness.

After all, every reunion is hard-earned.

No matter how carefree and indifferent she acts.

I also want to remember every detail of them in my heart and draw them.

Every time they came back in a hurry and left again, it was not just Grandpa.

She would be depressed for a long time.

It was the same this time. She could still remember her father's conflicted look as he wanted to get closer but didn't have the courage to go forward.

Buy her food, clothes, toys, give her money, and show her regretful expression of guilt and reluctance.

During the only two days and one night he had, he did not sleep at all and made a lot of cakes and pickles for them without asking anyone else for help. My father was from the north, and the dishes he cooked were very delicious.

Fill all the vats in the house with water, wash clothes and bedding for grandpa, and then collect and chop firewood...

He seemed to want to do all the housework for several years and not allow himself to be idle for a moment.

When he was about to leave, his face turned pale!

The steps are floating.

While he was chopping wood, Grandpa stood by and watched, holding her hand.

"Grandpa, doesn't my dad get tired?"

She remembered asking quietly.

"will not."

Grandpa replied with a heavy heart.

“He’s filling his heart.”

Now that I think about it, the firewood he chopped at that time was not really firewood, but the guilt in his heart.

In the letter, she recounted everything that had happened during this period from beginning to end.

Including the story of my grandfather saving people in the mountains.

If this letter could reach them, it must have gone through formal channels, and she is not afraid of others reading it.

My grandfather is gone now. If his efforts could be seen by more people, then if his daughter and son-in-law get into trouble in the future and have to be charged with some crime, they might be able to take care of them at least a little.

I think grandpa would be very happy too.

She also had doubts about the cause of her grandfather's death. She had some medical skills and she also knew a few martial arts skills, so she wanted to apply to finish her studies early.

This is Chu Qingyuan's personality.

She can't do those things that require her to hide them from you and protect you from the dangers of danger for your own good.

But she did not write about her future plans in the letter.

My parents have a vague idea of ​​what abilities I have, but they don’t know to what extent I have learned or what I have learned.

In the letter, she emphasized again what she had said before.

She believed they would understand.

As for being afraid that they would worry or something.

Isn't it worth worrying about her and Grandpa all these years?

Wouldn't Grandpa be worried about them being away?

In all these years since my mother passed the exam, how many times has my grandfather met her?

Isn't Grandpa sad?

When the night is quiet, it is time for them to think more about each other.

only……

She took out a blank piece of paper.

Just write on the first line, 'Dad, Mom, all is well, your daughter misses you very much.'

It seems that the little girl is using this as an excuse to express her longing, but in fact, the large blank space below is the key.

She wrote carefully and clearly on the paper using the special potion that her grandfather had developed himself.

This mom knows how to show up.

She also believed that they had this tacit understanding.

A prescription for stopping bleeding.

They are in powder form, and some of them require special processing techniques, which I guarantee only Ms. Miao knows how to do.

A life-saving pill.

No matter how badly injured you are, as long as you still have breath, it can stop bleeding and pain and unleash your own potential. As for how long it can last, it varies from person to person and from injury to injury.

These two were things she figured out on her own when she had nothing to do during the years she worked as a traveling doctor in her previous life.

She is indeed extremely talented in medicine.

At that time, she was very strong and had no worries. She traveled all over the country and came into contact with many exotic flowers and plants.

What she wrote above were all the medicines they could get and make now. They had already been slightly adjusted by her and could bring out most of the medicinal power that she made herself.

She wrote at the bottom and asked her mother to tell others that this was all developed by her and to donate it to the country free of charge.

She doesn't think she's great.

She just wanted to gain more bargaining chips and some life-saving trump cards for her parents. It would be even better if it could help the heroes suffer less pain and damage at the same time.

As for hiding them, just like she wouldn't tell her parents that she wanted to investigate further, there was no telling how many people these letters would pass through.

Even though it's just a letter home.

Or announcing a death.

But she felt that it was always right to be cautious. If someone with ulterior motives knew about this, they would probably try every means to kill her at the starting line before she could take any action.

She felt like she could vomit to death.

She wrote a duplicate of the same letter.

If Uncle Gao was unreliable, she would take the remaining letter and go find her parents herself.

No one should try to use her letter to mess with them!

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After the sun set, Chu Qingyuan boiled a pot of water in the big pot in the kitchen.

She didn't want to arouse anyone's suspicion until the hidden danger was completely resolved, even though the traps she had set up around her told her that there was no one nearby.

After locking all the doors and windows and packing up her things, Chu Qingyuan came to the space.

It's still sunny here and the robots are working all year round, so it's no wonder that the crops are growing so well.

"Owner!

Welcome back, Master!"

As Lingjiu's cheerful voice sounded, there was a "bang!" and dazzling colors fell from the sky.

The sudden sound startled Chu Qingyuan. She stared at the little robot showing off all over the screen, feeling both angry and amused.

Helpless, she pretended to be angry and poked its round, hairless head.

"I say, luckily I don't have a heart disease! Don't do these fancy things next time! Do you understand?"

She has traveled all over the country for many years, and because of her particularly free and easy personality, she has no idea how many times her accent has changed.

If she hadn't known to change it back when facing her fellow villagers, she didn't know what they would think of her.

"You're... you're lying! Master, you obviously like it! You're even smiling!"

The little robot, who was originally a little depressed, quickly realized that he had been fooled, and followed her, hesitatingly retorting.

Chu Qingyuan smelled the fragrance of the flowers, with a smile on her face, and walked in the manor with big strides. She was in a very good mood.

After eating the Sichuan cuisine she had long been craving, she returned to the bathroom on the fifth floor.

Lying in the super advanced huge jacuzzi, she really felt that she was slowly relaxing both physically and mentally.

It has to be said that in addition to her own abilities, this space also gave her great confidence.

This time...

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After washing up, Chu Qingyuan returned to the spacious and bright bedroom with half-dry hair.

Her hair was waist-length, thick and dense, dark in color with a hint of indigo, and felt cool to the touch like satin.

When she was little, her grandfather loved to carefully touch her hair with his rough big hands and braid her hair. He always said that his hair quality was most like her grandmother's.

Her mother takes after him.

A smile of nostalgia had just begun to brew, but before she had time to savor it, she felt a flash before her eyes.

what is that?