Liu Qing asked irritably, "Fang Qiao, what are you doing at the educated youth center?"

"Can't I come?" Fang Qiao asked back.

"You said that, I didn't," Liu Qing muttered.

"Weren't you quite talkative just now? Why are you silent now?" Fang Qiao glanced at Liu Qing sideways: "Keep talking, let me hear what other opinions you have about me."

Liu Qing retorted, "Do you think you'll change just because I told you?"

Fang Qiao asked in surprise, "Why should we change it? Your opinion doesn't matter to me."

Liu Qing felt she had been tricked: "If you're not going to change, then why did you make me say it? Are you playing me?!"

"That's right." Fang Qiao smiled, but a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes: "You said it yourself, I love to play people for fools. How can I show my wickedness if I don't play you a little?"

After Fang Qiao finished speaking, she deliberately raised her chin and gave her a provocative look.

'puff.'

Wang Yun and Chen Qiuyu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You!" Liu Qing gritted her teeth in anger, slammed the basin in her hand to the ground, and then covered her face, crying as she rushed into the house.

"She's already crying?" Wang Yun scoffed. "She's got such a sharp tongue, yet she's so emotionally fragile?"

"She's probably faking it. She's always been so assertive, how could she possibly cry so easily?" Fang Qiao said nonchalantly, changing the subject and asking, "Have you finished washing your clothes?"

"Alright, they've all been washed in the river. Just rinse them with clean water and hang them up to dry when you get back," Wang Yun said, deftly hanging the clothes from the basin onto the clothesline.

She put the basin inside the house, and when she came out, she brought a stool for Fang Qiao to sit on.

Fang Qiao didn't sit down, and said, "I'm here to bring you something, I'll be leaving in a bit."

"What are you bringing?" Wang Yun asked, noticing that Fang Qiao's hands were empty and she didn't seem to be carrying anything.

"Of course it's face cream! I just bought it in the county today; it's a big brand from Jiangnan."

Fang Qiao, as if performing a magic trick, pulled a brand-new box of face cream from the pocket of her cotton coat and stuffed it into Wang Yun's pocket.

She deliberately raised her voice, as if speaking to someone in the room: "I'm not the kind of ungrateful person that someone says I am. Relationships are mutual. I'm good to those who are good to me, and I remember clearly who isn't! Don't even think about taking advantage of me!"

Upon hearing Fang Qiao's words, Liu Qing, who had been pretending to cry while eavesdropping inside the room, now genuinely wanted to cry.

The environment in the countryside was harsh. Working all day made our hands and faces chapped. Who wouldn't want face cream? But a box of high-end face cream cost more than a dollar, and not everyone could afford it.

Of course, there are also cheaper bulk products; you can buy a box for just two cents by simply taking an empty bottle. But those things have no packaging or labels, so who knows which small workshop they came from? What discerning young woman would dare to put them on her face? What if they ruin her skin?

Some families are so pampered that they receive money every month. If they are frugal, they can squeeze out enough to buy a box of high-end face cream, which can last for more than half a year.

But Liu Qing was not favored at home. Otherwise, with five siblings and an older brother and sister, she shouldn't have been the one sent to the countryside.

I've been working in the countryside for several years, and my family hasn't sent me a single piece of clothing, let alone any money.

Fang Qiao was just like her; neither of them had any money, but they managed to get by for a while by saving every penny.

Later, Fang Qiao got married and her life got better and better, which made Liu Qing feel uneasy.

Why is that? Fang Qiao is just a little prettier than her, right? Why can she eat and drink well and enjoy life without doing anything, while I have to work hard and save up for a long time to buy a good box of face cream?

God is so unfair!

Thinking of this, Liu Qing finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

After delivering the face cream, Fang Qiao left. Before leaving, she secretly told Wang Yun, "I left you a bowl of stew at home. Remember to come to my house for dinner after you finish work this afternoon."

As for why he left the stew at home instead of bringing it directly to the educated youth center, Fang Qiao had his own reasons.

After all, it wasn't easy to have a taste of meat these days. If Wang Yun ate it all by herself, people would inevitably gossip about her behind her back. But if she shared it with everyone, a dozen or so educated youths could easily finish a bowl of stew with just two chopsticks each, and Wang Yun wouldn't be able to eat much at all.

When Cheng Baidong got home, he had already ironed all the cut diapers and was carrying a basin to hang them on the clothesline.

The old lady was originally helping him dry the food, but when she saw Fang Qiao enter, she suddenly frowned, glared at her, snorted, and turned back to the east wing.

Fang Qiao was completely baffled and asked Cheng Baidong in confusion, "What's wrong with Grandma? Why did I feel like she glared at me?"

"This has nothing to do with you. I said something wrong and offended her." Cheng Baidong awkwardly touched his nose.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, just because of the new diapers." Cheng Baidong felt there was no need to explain in detail to Fang Qiao; relaying messages back and forth would only stir up conflict.

He said, "Don't worry about it. The old lady is just getting old and cherishes things, but she still loves the children. Even though she's reluctant to part with the new cotton cloth, she still cut the diapers herself. Look, aren't they straight? A perfectly square rectangle. I couldn't have cut them this well."

Fang Qiao had anticipated this situation. After all, fabric was scarce, and buying ten feet of new cotton cloth and cutting it all into diapers would make anyone anxious and frustrated.

If the events of her past life hadn't happened, Fang Qiao would have been willing to follow the crowd and let her child use old diapers. However, after being reborn, Fang Qiao's thinking has changed.

Cheng Baidong has a high salary and can afford new diapers, so why is he being stingy and using old ones for his daughter?

Cheng Baidong shared the same idea.

It's not like we can't afford it; if we're going to use it, we should use a new one.

As long as the couple is on the same page, the old lady's opinion doesn't matter.

Despite her anger, the old lady still helped her grandson cut the diapers.

She was also thinking: cotton cloth is not washable, and it can't be thrown away if it doesn't get torn. It can be used when the second or third child is born. Anyway, it's for padding the bottom. Surely the two of them wouldn't think that the diapers used by their own child are dirty?

The afternoon passed quickly, and Cheng Baidong cooked dinner.

He not only knows how to cook, but he's also quite skilled. His egg and scallion pancakes are thin yet chewy, and taste delicious.

Since entering the later stages of her pregnancy, Fang Qiao's appetite has increased significantly, and she is also more prone to feeling hungry.

Sure enough, the first pancake was eaten as soon as it came out of the pan.

After finishing her pancake, Fang Qiao heard several people talking outside the door, guessing they were finishing work.

She washed her hands and prepared to go outside the courtyard to greet Wang Yun.

Fang Qiao stood at the door for a while, greeting everyone she saw. After waiting for a long time, she finally saw Wang Yun's figure turn into the alley from afar.

As dusk approached, Fang Qiao could barely see clearly through the hazy night. She recognized Wang Yun solely because she was familiar with her gait.

Squinting as he waited for Wang Yun to approach, Fang Qiao suddenly shuddered.

wrong!

Why is there a man standing next to Wang Yun?

Take a closer look.

grass!

How could it be that scumbag Lin Youcai?!