I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 140

Lu Ye’s face suddenly turned red, and he pointed at Qiao Qingyu, stammering, "Qiao... Qiao Qingyu, how dare you say that as a young lady?"

"What’s there not to dare say? Isn’t this normal? Don’t you plan on finding a wife?" Qiao Qingyu asked, puzzled.

"Ah, why does this person look so familiar..." Just then, a loud voice came from behind them.

Lu Ye and Qiao Qingyu both turned around and saw He Xiuyu, holding Rongrong and accompanied by Qiao Tianbao and Accountant Zhang, walking toward the entrance of their house.

It was Qiao Tianbao who had spoken, seemingly unfazed and acting quite normally.

He Xiuyu, who was slowly approaching, had a somewhat gloomy look in his eyes and involuntarily furrowed his brows; he had heard their conversation, and Qiao Qingyu had never spoken to him in such a light-hearted, joking tone before.

He was feeling a bit muffled and irritated.

He Xuerong seemed to notice her little uncle’s displeasure, reached out her small hand, and smoothed out his furrowed brows. He Xiuyu sighed inwardly and smiled at He Xuerong.

He walked up to his own doorway, where a truck was parked, laden with goods; no need to guess, these must be the medicinal herb seeds that Qiao Qingyu had bought for the Qiao Family Team.

Qiao Qingyu hadn’t mentioned this to him; it was Qiao Tianbao who had told him.

Lu Ye coughed awkwardly a few times, then straightened his back and adjusted his outfit.

Of course, he recognized the two people in front of him; he had already been sixteen when he left the Qiao Family Team.

One was King Qiao’s elder cousin, Qiao Tianbao, who used to always beat him up as a kid, and the other was the team’s Accountant Zhang.

Having been several years since he last saw anyone from the Qiao Family Team other than Qiao Qingyu, he needed to maintain a good image. He was no longer "little fatty"; he was the dashing Comrade Lu Ye.

When Qiao Tianbao approached, he sized up Lu Ye and then said loudly to Accountant Zhang beside him, "Accountant Zhang, doesn’t he look familiar? Doesn’t he look just like Lu Xiaopang?"

"Yep, this young man does look like Lu Xiaopang, may I ask your last name?" Accountant Zhang asked enthusiastically.

Qiao Qingyu laughed with a snort, "Last name? His name is Lu Ye, the very Lu Xiaopang you recognize."

Lu Ye, "..."

Accountant Zhang was still the same as always.

Always had to add a little accentuation to ’little fatty’.

Being from the North, his pronunciation was straightforward; it sounded just like Lu Xiaopangzi...

Lu Ye looked at Qiao Qingyu with a wronged expression, pointed at Qiao Qingyu, then pointed at Qiao Tianbao and Accountant Zhang, "Qiao Qingyu, Brother Tianbao and Accountant Zhang recognized me right away, but you just keep saying you don’t know me..."

"Are you ever going to let it go, Lu Ye? I honestly didn’t recognize you..." Qiao Qingyu was at a loss for words.

You just can’t let this go, can you?

He Xiuyu, with dark eyes, did not want to let their conversation continue. He had once passed by their past but had never been a part of it. Therefore, he really didn’t like this kind of scene where they reunite and talk about old times.

He Xiuyu smiled and said in a loud voice, "Don’t all stand at the doorstep, let’s go inside." Then he turned to Lu Ye, polite and courteous, "Lu Ye, stay for dinner before going back."

Lu Ye glared at Qiao Qingyu, feeling like grabbing Brother Tianbao and Accountant Zhang to vent about his grievances, but when he remembered what he had said earlier, he didn’t dare to make a sound.

If Qiao Qingyu were to turn it around on him, wouldn’t Brother Tianbao pin him to the ground and give him a beating?

Being scolded like that at his age was embarrassing, especially in front of He Xiuyu.

He had interacted with He Xiuyu on official matters a few times; they were acquaintances, not strangers. However, he really did not want to eat at his house, yet his actions preceded his thoughts, and he followed Qiao Tianbao into He Xiuyu’s courtyard.

The small courtyard at He Xiuyu’s house was beautifully organized by Qiao Qingyu. Although the grape trellises were not yet set up, green shoots of flowers and vegetable sprouts had already emerged beside the stone path, contrasting starkly with the soil color of the Northwest.

Qiao Tianbao and Accountant Zhang knew the story behind this black soil, but Lu Ye didn’t, so he stared wide-eyed and asked incredulously, "Could this soil have been brought from North City?"

Qiao Tianbao nodded, "Yes, it’s from the foothills of the Qiao Family Team in North City. That soil is the best; flowers will bloom beautifully in it."

Lu Ye blinked his eyes; this was really extravagant, transporting several bags of soil for such a long distance. This was something only King Qiao could manage.

He Xiuyu was skilled both in dealing with people and in handling tasks. He had cooked dinner himself; Qiao Qingyu had merely assisted.

Director Xie supplied a fish that was used to make sweet and sour fish, and dishes of cabbage and potatoes and dried radishes were stir-fried with meat; there was a cold spinach dish and a soup made with cabbage and eggs.

Qiao Tianbao and Accountant Zhang looked at the feast and felt like it was New Year’s.

In the Qiao Family Team area, they only ate like this during the New Year.

There was also a bottle of white liquor on the table.

Although one was an older cousin and the other an elder by age, if one considered their positions, He Xiuyu was a prominent scientist whose hands were meant for experiments and research, so how could he be cooking for them?

Both felt slightly embarrassed.

At the same time, Qiao Tianbao was genuinely reassured, as he hadn’t seen anyone live like his sister in the surrounding ten or eight villages.

Honestly, this woman, no matter how pampered she was at her parents’ home, once married, had to take on household responsibilities. If there were in-laws, she would need to serve them, in addition to washing clothes, cooking, feeding pigs, chickens, and raising children.

Every woman came through these experiences.

Nobody thought it was wrong, nor did anyone feel it was tough. Many people for decades, including in future years, believed that this was naturally their duty.

His mother was the same, as was his second aunt, and Qiao Qingyu’s mother, Han Xianglan, was especially diligent.

But Qiao Qingyu in this household still lived just like she did in her maiden home, which made others envious.

Not to mention, the housing conditions were excellent, the windows were bright, and even the ground was cemented.

He secretly noted it in his heart to speak well about it when he returned, so that his uncle and others would stop worrying.

Qiao Qingyu’s life was really comfortable.

He Xiuyu removed his apron and called everyone to dinner.

He was a good conversationalist. In just a few words, he alleviated Qiao Tianbao and Accountant Zhang’s hesitations and embarrassment; of course, this did not include Lu Ye.

Lu Ye wasn’t bothered by these things; he felt it was quite nice for He Xiuyu to cook a meal for him, although he was more interested in tasting Qiao Qingyu’s cooking.

He was curious and couldn’t imagine whether Qiao Qingyu still cooked.

Thinking about it, there was a sour feeling in his heart. Once girls get married, do they all have to change like this?

That’s why people’s thoughts can never be the same.