Qin Qing, a graduating student, was rushing to finish her thesis late at night when she stumbled and fell, only to wake up in the 1960s, right in the midst of a great famine. Completely disoriented...
The sun gradually set in the west, but there was no sign of Mrs. Lu coming.
Yang Liansheng glanced at his absent-minded wife.
Smiling, she said, "Why don't I go over and see why grandma hasn't come yet?"
"No, wait a minute!"
Qin Qing looked embarrassed.
Maybe it’s because they eat early.
Old Mrs. Lu did not catch up.
Since he had nothing to do, Yang Liansheng scattered the seeds he had taken from Ma Xiaoyan a few days ago in the vegetable garden in his own yard.
Loosen the soil finely.
The work was done meticulously.
Qin Qing brought the water used to wash the vegetables over, and Yang Liansheng quickly took it. He had a look of self-blame on his face. "Just let me do these things, why are you bringing them up?"
"It's just something that happens easily..." Qin Qing is not the kind of person who would be pretentious.
She insisted that Yang Liansheng do everything personally to express his love for her.
There is really no need.
"Oh right! Brother Liansheng, regarding Grandpa's matter, I had nothing to do this afternoon so I went to talk to them. I believe there will be a result soon."
Yang Liansheng's grip on the melon scoop tightened, and veins on his arm became faintly visible.
"Have you been looking for Zhao San?" He suddenly felt a headache.
"Well! Putting this off isn't a solution. We have to resolve it."
Qin Qing understood clearly that Yang Liansheng had been hesitating because he wanted to give the two old men a chance.
A chance to be buried together after death.
"What's there to talk about? He just wants the Lu family's reputation to be ruined. Why bother looking for him? You'll only be asking for trouble!" Yang Liansheng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and there was suppressed anger in his dark pupils.
The atmosphere became noticeably tense.
Qin Qing suddenly stood up, and Yang Liansheng realized that he had just spoken too harshly. He immediately put down the things in his hands and explained, "Wife, I didn't mean that. I don't blame you for looking for him. I..."
Qin Qing entered the room and took out the longevity lock. Her brows knitted slightly, then she smiled faintly and handed it to Yang Liansheng. "This is what grandma treasures most. You should understand, otherwise you wouldn't be so entangled these past few days. It's my fault for not discussing it with you..."
Yang Liansheng had a strange expression on his face as he carefully observed Qin Qing's expression, which was no different from usual.
It's impossible that Qin Qing was not angry, he just thought too much.
But this little girl has always been a person who burns bridges after crossing them.
When did you become so easy to talk to?
"It's not easy for him to be willing to return this thing..."
Yang Liansheng was somewhat surprised. He had regretted throwing this thing to Zhao San. Afterwards, he had tried to ask Zhao San to return it, but unfortunately Zhao San did not respond at all. He did not know what method Qin Qing had used to make Zhao San return this thing.
"When you get there, take this longevity lock with you to Captain Lu. He'll naturally be able to intervene in the relocation of their graves, and he can also properly handle the affairs of the two elderly people. Don't worry, this won't damage the reputation of the Lu family..."
Obviously Qin Qing had already figured out a way to have the best of both worlds.
I remembered how I spoke too quickly just now.
Yang Liansheng wished that time could be reversed and he could go back to slap himself twice.
"Wife, I overreacted just now..."
Just as Yang Liansheng was about to get closer, Qin Qing pushed him away.
“Let me…”
Qin Qing entered the kitchen and deftly scooped a large bowl of mushroom and pheasant soup into a porcelain bowl.
Take the basket and load it up quickly.
His expression was indifferent. "You eat first. Grandma probably won't come over. I sent her some food."
"Let me do it!"
Yang Liansheng pretended to stretch out his hand, but Qin Qing subconsciously dodged it.
"I myself..."
Watching Qin Qing leave without looking back.
Yang Liansheng finally realized that he was not angry at all. He was probably feeling pissed off in his heart.
When I thought about how Qin Qing had been running around for this matter, and was still misunderstood by me when he came back.
Yang Liansheng instantly lost his appetite and quickly chased after him.