The boss has only one son for three generations. After rebirth, I have three babies.

Qiao's village.

"Captain Fu, that's Qiaojiazhuang over there. The Qiao family is the one handling the funeral."

"Ah."

The man sitting in the back seat of the car raised his eyes slightly. When the car stopped, he stretched out his long legs and stepped out of the door.

As soon as I reached Qiao's window, I heard voices coming from inside the house.

"Qiao Jin, you are going to the city to enjoy yourself."

"Your father's passing has brought you great luck. You've been adopted by a wealthy family in the capital."

The woman's voice was filled with jealousy.

"It's such a pity that you dumped Brother Ping. You even dumped your boyfriend just to marry a rich man. I really admire your iron heart!"

Hearing Qiao Jin's name, Fu Yanlin paused slightly and stopped by the window. Then he heard a faint cough coming from the room.

"Qiao Xue, you are envious, right? You wish it was you whose father died, and you were the one taken into the city and adopted."

Her words revealed her cousin's thoughts.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Qiao Xue was embarrassed and angry.

"Really? Look at your sour face, just like the unripe jujubes on the tree. I tell you, Qiao Xue, I want to go to the city to live a good life. And you can only watch helplessly!"

"Besides, once you get to the city, you'll find all sorts of good partners. You like Hu Ping, but I don't even like him."

Hu Ping, the man she married in her previous life.

After they got married, she was cruelly tortured and eventually died in the backyard of the Hu family. She died with hatred in her heart before she was forty years old.

That’s right, Qiao Jin was reborn.

She didn't know why she was reborn in the year her father died.

But she understood that her father had sacrificed his life for her and she would never fail to cherish it again!

Qiao Jin closed her eyes.

The honking of horns outside made her eyes redden.

Qiao Xue counterattacked: "Humph, I heard that the Fu family has three young masters. You vixen must be thinking of seducing him! You want to marry into a wealthy family!"

Qiao Jin curled the corners of her mouth and looked at Qiao Xue sarcastically. She was the only one whose mind was full of men.

However, Qiao Jin, who was reborn, knew exactly how to anger Qiao Xue to death.

She raised the corner of her lips slightly and said lightly: "Yes, I want to seduce the young master of the Fu family and then become a rich wife. It's a pity that you will never have this opportunity in your life."

Qiao Xue: ...I’m so furious!

Fu Yanlin outside the window: ...

The driver behind him: ...

The young lady of the Qiao family is very ambitious.

The usually indifferent Fu Yanlin couldn't help but frown. He was following the old man's order to take in the orphan from the Qiao family. For the Fu family, adopting a girl was not a big deal, it was just adding an extra set of bowls and chopsticks.

But he didn't expect that Qiao Fuman's daughter was so greedy and powerful, and she wanted to hook up with someone from the Fu family to become a rich wife.

He sneered and walked towards the gate of the Qiao family.

In that era, funerals in rural areas were still simple.

Fortunately, Qiao's father died in the line of duty, so the village held a grand funeral for him.

I heard that the Fu family from Beijing has arrived.

Qiao Jin's uncle, who was also Qiao Jin's father's older brother, hurried out with people to greet them.

Fu Yanlin didn't say hello, just nodded lightly and walked towards Qiao Fuman's memorial tablet.

Qiao Fuman was his father's comrade-in-arms.

There was a story behind his sacrifice, and the old man specifically told him to burn some incense for Qiao Fuman.

Fu Yanlin stood in front of the memorial tablet, lit incense, and bowed respectfully.

His previous coldness and indifference had subsided, but he still exuded a murderous aura that made people afraid to approach him.

Cold sweat broke out on Qiao Fulai's forehead. This young man could actually make people feel so scared.

"Qiao Jin, come out quickly! Someone from the Fu family is here to pick you up!"

As they were talking, the aunt opened her mouth and shouted into the house.

The wooden door swayed slightly, and a figure pushed open the door and walked out slowly.

She was dressed in black and had a filial piety mark on her head. Her tender little face was clean and elegant, and her jet-black hair was simply tied into a low ponytail.

At a glance, Qiao Jin saw the tall figure standing in front of the memorial tablet.

That's the Fu family.

Just by looking at the back, one could sense a majestic and imposing aura, with an unignorable majesty and indifference, which made the air around them seem to freeze, and no one dared to speak.

After Fu Yanlin casually burned incense, she slowly turned around and stared at the orphan with cold eyes, her eyes revealing her great ambition.

When Qiao Jin saw his face clearly, she couldn't help but be stunned.

In her previous life, after she entered the Fu family, she didn't have much interaction with the eldest young master of the Fu family.

After all, he has a high status and rarely returns to his hometown.

Later, when Qiao Jin was expelled from the Fu family because of a scandal, he heard that the eldest son of the Fu family seemed to have died on the frontier.

The Fu family fell into chaos because of his sacrifice.

As a result, the Fu family was reported and eventually fell into poverty.

At that time, Qiao Jin could barely protect herself, and she didn't care too much about the Fu family who kicked her out.

Now thinking back, if she hadn't been confused for a moment, as if her IQ had been lowered, the Fu family had not treated her unfairly. Why would she have brought about her own destruction and ended up being kicked out?

Qiao Jin had mixed feelings, but since she had been reborn, she didn't want to live the same life as before, so she planned to leave a good impression on the Fu family.

So, Qiao Jin took the initiative to speak, saying gently and politely, "Thank you for coming to pay your respects to my father."

The sound is soft and pleasant, very pleasant to listen to.

Unfortunately, Fu Yanlin had just witnessed how she used this voice to utter insatiable words. He raised his eyebrows and concealed the disgust in his eyes.

Fu Yanlin didn't even nod, his attitude was extremely cold.

Qiao Jin was just slightly stunned, then regained her composure at the teasing look of her cousin.

It doesn't matter if the other party is cold. She just wants to leave a good impression and is not in a hurry to please anyone.

"You spoiled brat, why are you in a daze? Go kowtow to your dad and say goodbye." The aunt pushed Qiao Jin.

Qiao Jin focused his mind and looked at the photo on the tablet.

She has been with her father since she was born. Her mother left home early, and later her father joined the army and left her in the care of her uncle's family.

I sent all my monthly allowances and bonuses to my uncles without reservation, asking them to support me.

In Qiao Jin's memory, it took many years for him to see his father.

The poverty she experienced in her previous life made her feel resentful towards her father. If her father were still alive, how could she be isolated, helpless and bullied?

And in this life, Qiao Jin figured it out.

Her father loved her deeply.

Even when his life was about to end, he did not forget to entrust his old leader to protect his daughter.

She doesn't know how to cherish.

It was her own fault.

Qiao Jin stepped forward, knelt down solemnly, and kowtowed three times.

Qiao Jin closed her eyes and a tear quietly slid across the corner of her eye.

It is guilt, regret, and also the beginning of a new life.

Dad, don't worry.

My daughter will definitely live a good life.

Her thin body looked particularly frail in the loose black clothes.

From Fu Yanlin's perspective, he could just see her slender white neck, and the tears in the corner of her eyes immediately caught his eye.