Ye Qing had transmigrated into a book — into a 1970s military marriage novel — as a “background wall.” a character who only existed in the conversations between the female and male leads.
Ye Qing had an illusion. She felt that Li Qiang's behavior today was similar to that of the little boy in her first love.
How could he have such a simple mind? In his previous life, he had cheated Zhao Qingmei! In his previous life, he had cheated Li Lan! This guy was definitely not as innocent as she saw.
Ye Qing shook her head, picked up the flowers and wanted to throw them away, but then she thought it was a pity, so she simply put them back in the basket and walked back.
Sun Fengxia was also very curious and joked, "Teacher Ye, what's going on with this Li Zhiqing? Doesn't he like Li Lan? Why did these flowers get sent to you?"
Ye Qing looked at her innocently: "I'm wondering too! Do you think he wants to ask me for something?"
Sun Fengxia curled her lips: "It's hard to say! If there is something, it might be a big thing! Otherwise he would have said it today."
If you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it. Ye Qing and Sun Fengxia drove towards the staff quarters together. Everyone they met on the road greeted them.
Looking at the colorful clouds in the sky, Ye Qing felt that life was beautiful!
Even more beautiful than in modern times!
In modern times, she arrives at school at seven o'clock every day and gets home after eight o'clock in the evening. She cannot rest even when she gets home. Parents of students send her messages and call her from time to time. She cannot even think of going to bed before ten o'clock.
How comfortable is it here? After school, she is completely free! If she doesn't want to do her homework or prepare for class, she can wait until the next day. There are no more text messages urging her to die.
Qin Ye was still playing with his daughter on the street. When he saw Ye Qing, he shouted, "Nannan, look who's back?"
Nannan ran towards her on her two short legs, calling out, "Mom...Mom..."
Qin Ye took her bicycle, she held her daughter in her arms and kissed her twice, and the mother and daughter laughed together.
Qin Ye pushed his bicycle and walked side by side with her. The setting sun stretched the shadows of the three of them very long.
As soon as she got home, she smelled the fragrance of food. Ye Lan poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "Qingqing, are you back? Come and help me! Why does this braised eggplant taste wrong to me?"
Ye Qing washed her hands and went to help, only to find that Ye Lan was reluctant to add oil, and the braised eggplant had turned into dry-fried eggplant!
Qin Ye took out the flowers with a smile, looked at the flowers still blooming in the vase and asked: "Qingqing, where should we put these flowers? Isn't it a pity to throw them away like this?"
Ye Qing came out of the kitchen and sat down on the sofa: "You decide! I'm so tired! My waist hurts!"
This is a disease I got when I gave birth to my daughter. My waist feels sore and painful after standing for a whole day.
Qin Ye bent down and took out a can from the kitchen. He washed it clean, filled it with water, and put the flowers into the can. He said, "Don't go picking flowers if you are so tired. If you like, I will take Nannan to pick them! There are plenty in the grass over there."
Ye Qing smiled bitterly: "If I say I didn't pick this, would you believe me?"
Qin Ye paused while arranging flowers and turned to look at her: "You didn't pick them? Who gave them to you?"
The dark eyes exuded a faint cold light.