The heroine robs the marriage? The Beijing circle big man follows the army to the island

Dormitory of the art troupe.

Zhang Qing was telling Ye Qingqing about the exciting event that happened in the military compound yesterday.

"Qingqing, you don't know. The military compound was very lively yesterday. I heard that a battalion commander's lover was rumored to be a stinking ninth grader, which caused a huge commotion." Zhang Qing said with a beaming eyebrow.

Ye Qingqing listened to this gossip, just smiled slightly and didn't say much.

But my heart was full of dissatisfaction.

She originally traveled from the Yuxia Dynasty.

In his original era, scholars were highly respected. There was no such a ridiculous thing as calling intellectuals "stinking ninths".

This era is really strange. How can being knowledgeable and culture become a sin?

Seeing that Ye Qingqing didn't react, Zhang Qing continued, "What's going on? You're accusing someone for no reason."

Ye pursed her lips gently, "Maybe some people are jealous of others' culture."

"That's right, but I guess this matter isn't over yet."

Ye Qingqing stopped talking and just sorted her clothes silently.

But I feel helpless and sad about this phenomenon.

But this matter is not something she can interfere with.

This era is no different from my previous life.

There are traps everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will fall into an irretrievable situation.

After packing my clothes, I went out with my cross-body bag, thinking of going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some daily necessities.

She turned around and asked, "Zhang Qing, I'm going to the supply and marketing cooperative, are you coming?"

Zhang Qing lay down directly and waved her hands, "I'm a little tired and don't want to move."

Seeing this, I could only go alone.

Arriving at the supply and marketing cooperative, she carefully selected daily necessities.

At this moment, the conversation between the two women next to her came into her ears.

"I heard that Captain Jiang is not someone you want to mess with. I'm afraid the person who spread the rumor is going to be in trouble."

"That's right, you don't even consider Jian Yue's status, how dare you frame her so casually."

When Ye Qingqing heard the name "Jian Yue", he paused.

Is it her? Was she slandered?

I haven't formally thanked him yet!

The other party has helped me twice.

Perhaps it's time to go and say thank you.

Ye Qingqing frowned slightly, paid the money, and hurriedly left the supply and marketing cooperative with her purchases.

Unexpectedly, I met Lin Shuhuan again on this trip.

The two of them were about ten feet apart, just looking at each other.

Ye Qingqing's eyes fell on Lin Shuhuan and could not be moved away. Her heart was pounding and her face flushed unconsciously.

When Lin Shuhuan saw Ye Qingqing, his heart was moved.

This Ye has eyebrows as light as distant ink and eyes full of autumnal waves, which is really moving.

After so many encounters, I can more or less feel how the other person feels about me.

However, when he thought about his own situation, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and just wanted to hide away.

He secretly clenched his fists and tried to make his expression look cold, not wanting the other person to see what he was thinking.

Ye bit her lip lightly, mustered up her courage and took a small step forward, and said softly, "Comrade Lin, what a coincidence."

Lin Shuhuan's body froze, and he forced a smile, "Yeah, what a coincidence."

Ye Qingqing felt a little disappointed when she saw him being so cold.

But he still refused to give up, "Where are you going, Comrade Lin?"

Lin Shuhuan avoided her gaze and replied casually, "Just take a walk."

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave.

Ye Qingqing hurriedly called out: "Comrade Lin..."

Lin Shuhuan paused, but did not look back. He quickened his pace and disappeared from Ye Qingqing's sight.

Ye Qingqing looked at his back, feeling lost and confused.

So what! Why is he always like this?

Dayuan Kindergarten

In a quiet office.

"Teacher Liu, there have been some rumors about you recently. Are you aware of this?" Principal Qi stared at Liu Zhu and asked seriously.

When Liu Zhu heard this, he was slightly stunned at first.

Then he looked at Principal Qi with a confused look on his face.

He quickly lowered his head, put on a low profile, and shook his head vigorously with an innocent look, "Principal, I really don't know, what is going on?"

Principal Qi frowned slightly, leaned forward, folded his hands on the table, and said earnestly: "Teacher Liu, you have always had a good reputation in our school. As for me, I don't really believe those rumors from the bottom of my heart. But after all, some parents have reported it to me. As teachers, we still have to pay special attention to our words and deeds, and we can't let people catch any handles and affect the reputation of the school."

Liu Zhu nodded quickly, her eyes reddened instantly, "Principal, I have always worked diligently and devoted myself to the children. I don't know why something like this happened suddenly. Don't worry, I will pay more attention in the future."

Principal Qi waved his hand, his expression softened a little, "Okay, don't take it too seriously, work hard, and prove with practical actions that those are all groundless nonsense."

Liu Zhu nodded gratefully and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your trust, President. I will definitely not let you down."

After saying that, he hurriedly left the office.

However, Liu Zhu turned around.

The grievance on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a hint of viciousness.

She bit her lip, her eyes filled with anger.

That bitch, I must settle this account with her!

Jian Yue bought twenty kilograms of Chinese mustard greens early this morning.

At this moment, sauerkraut is being made in full swing.

For this sauerkraut, I specially bought a coarse porcelain water jar of just the right size.

I saw her bending over, carefully picking the Chinese mustard greens one by one.

His eyes were wide open, and whenever he saw yellow leaves or leaves with insect holes, he would quickly pull them off and throw them aside.

Then put the sorted Chinese mustard greens into the large basin one by one.

Turn on the faucet, gently rub each leaf with your hands, and rinse it with clean water over and over again until every leaf is clean.

Then, Jian Yue picked up the washed Chinese mustard greens, shook off the water vigorously, and then hung them one by one on the clothesline to drain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I started preparing the seasonings for pickling.

He was busy as a whirlwind, taking the salt shaker and the seasoning packets.

Wait until the water from the Chinese mustard greens is almost drained.

Jian Yue rolled up her sleeves, picked up a handful of Chinese mustard greens with both hands, and carefully put them into a coarse porcelain water jar, then sprinkled a layer of salt carefully and evenly on each layer.

After picking the last handful of pickled mustard greens, I was so tired that I was gasping for breath.

Then, he laboriously brought a large clean stone and placed it firmly on the vegetables.

Finally, Jian Yue used both hands to close the lid of the water tank.

I found a clean, wet cloth and carefully wrapped it around the lid.

After making sure it was sealed tightly, he clapped his hands in satisfaction and a smile of anticipation appeared on his face.

In fact, there are many vegetables that can be used to make sauerkraut, but I only like Chinese mustard greens.

Sauerkraut goes with everything.

Pickled cabbage meat buns, pickled cabbage fried rice...