The young lady scooped some black paste, poured some water into it, stirred it, and finally applied it evenly on her face.

When the time came, he washed himself, took a white pill, and fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, she was awakened by a slight pain and heaviness in her abdomen. She covered her abdomen and ran to the toilet.

When she came out, her older brother, who was lazy and had a lot of shit and piss, rushed in.

Immediately, her eldest brother wailed, "Little sister! Why is your shit so smelly today!"

The young lady blushed and found her body felt so light for the first time.

How light is it?

It seemed as if she could jump into the sky with just a light leap.

She thought about it for a moment, then remembered the medicine she took last night. She ran to her room and took out a mirror to look at her face.

Her skin is a bit rough, and even using vanishing cream doesn't work. Now I don't know if it's an illusion, but the pores have shrunk a lot? The skin looks a little more delicate?

The stench on her body interrupted her thoughts. She took a bucket of warm water back to her room, wiped herself, and after she was completely dry, she went into the master bedroom with her mother and said, "Mom, that stuff from Director Qiao really works! Did you only buy me a year's supply? What should I do after I get married?"

"After marriage? You can solve it yourself after marriage."

"Is it expensive?"

"It's not a question of whether it's expensive or not. The quantity she has is limited, and she has to find someone to provide the herbs."

"Oh, that's too much trouble."

"That's what good things are like, otherwise she wouldn't charge such a high price."

…

This beauty care secret of Director Qiao, which is widely discussed among the women in Beijing, has opened up the market.

They are all waiting for Director Qiao to cooperate with others, make the company bigger and stronger, and benefit them.

After the reform and opening up, individual business was allowed and small businesses flourished on the streets. Qiao Yu's individual business was at the forefront, following the path of the women in the Beijing circle. Others still begged her to make more facial masks and oral medicines.

Selling products? Not happening.

As long as something is good, it can be passed on from one person to ten people and from ten to a hundred people.

However, Qiao Yu was not interested in these things at the moment and even rarely went to the military hospital.

She wanted to spend more time with her grandfather, so she asked for leave from the military hospital from time to time. The dean knew her situation and approved her leave.

My eyesight is a little blurry, so I have to wear reading glasses.

Overnight, all basic body functions degrade.

In addition to cleaning, Sister Wang also took care of the old man's daily life. She was also the first to discover that the old man was not feeling well and told Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu thought that if she lost money, she could earn more. She had the space for replication and the unique secret recipe, so she had no shortage of customers and resources. As for the difficult old people, she pushed them to the dean.

After all, when the dean first pushed these old guys to her, he said: "Your position is special and you are the most idle in the hospital. Why don't you deal with these old guys who cannot be offended... old guys, thank you for your hard work."

Qiao Yu simply returned the original words to the other party.

She often came to talk with the old man, eat with him, and read the newspaper to him in her spare time. The whole day passed like this.

When Old Zhou was free, he would often come over to eat together, but he was always quiet, like an air man, and never disturbed the time when the grandfather and grandson were together.

After dinner, Qiao Yu likes to take his grandfather for a walk to help digest the food.

At this time, the guards would follow closely.

Because it was too conspicuous, Qiao Yu did not take his old man outside the military compound.

The old man likes to hold Bingbing in his arms, and he also likes to talk to the little goldfish Qiaoyu. What he likes most is to watch the quadruplets thinking about something.

For Qiao Yu, time passed quickly, but for the old man, 1979 was like a year.

At the end of the year, every household lights up lights and ribbons, and a new weather arrives again.

A new year has passed and it has been 80 years.

…

Several jeeps were lined up in a row in Beijing, passing by the red five-star flagpole, leaving a moment of surprise in the eyes of the people.

The man sat in the car, scratching his head, immersed in research data, with his vision blocked by a hand.

"Calm down, we're almost there."

He originally had a gentle appearance, but after having a child, he looked much more demure.

This is Zhang Zhou.

Zhou Wen, whom he had once supervised, was exactly the same as he was before. Now that Zhou Wen had been assigned to another research group, he rarely had any contact with him.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he last returned to his home in Beijing, or how long it had been since he last saw his grandfather.

More than ten years, right?

Is he really unfilial... Tsk...

He gasped weakly a few times and said with a weak breath, "No, no, I still have to focus on the task at hand, otherwise I will faint again."

The jeep has already entered the military compound, and home is within sight...

Jian Xinyu sighed, moved her hand away, and said, "Look."

When sitting in the car, Zhang Zhou had to focus on the work at hand to avoid getting carsick.

Jian Xinyu has also changed a lot.

In Qiao Yu's eyes, she is a natural clothes hanger, and she looks like a model in whatever she wears. After giving birth, she has become less cold and more maternal, but her innate fashion sense has not been reduced at all.

Zhang Zhou was eager to see his father, so he forced himself to concentrate on his work.

Jian Xinyu looked out the window, wanting to see the quadruplets even more urgently.

She suffered a lot when she gave birth to four boys, but after the confinement period, she never saw the quadruplets again, and she didn't know how they were raised by her sister-in-law.

Suddenly I came back without any news. The quadruplets were now standing at the top of the garbage dump with the little goldfish, waving the whips they made with hemp ropes, looking like they were the only ones in charge.

"Little ones! Duck for me!!"

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With Gousheng as the main character, and the quadruplets and Xiao Chunzhi as supporting characters, the little goldfish wins this battle again!

The little goldfish took a group of dirty children to eat at a street stall in a show of force!

She sat down at her usual stall, waved her hand, and said, "Auntie! Give each of us a bowl of vegetarian noodles!"

It is called vegetarian noodles, but it is made with lard as the base, boiled with a few small green vegetables, poured with broth, and drizzled with soy sauce and vinegar. It tastes really good and makes you feel warm all over after eating it.

This stall was set up by the parents of one of her little followers, who often brought this group of little radishes here to take care of the business. The parents were always smiling when they saw their children.

But after a while, these kids were dirty and it affected other customers.

"Where do all these children come from?"

"Boss, do you know how to do business?"

"Is this your child?"

The couple smiled awkwardly, thinking that the little goldfish was just a child, and even if they were ruthless, nothing could happen to it.

As a child, the little goldfish's sense of justice is just right for many adults with bad intentions.

They thought that if they got the little goldfish to give in, they would be sure to win.

"Siyun, you see, it's not easy for my husband and I to run a business. You are still children, and the space you take up is not big. Can you carry your bowl and eat over there..."

The little goldfish looked in the direction of the sight and saw the street, without even a table.

She looked at the parents' daughter, who was also one of her followers, and asked, "What do you say?"

"Big sister..." The little follower shuddered when he saw his parents' warning gaze and said, "Why don't we just listen to my parents? Eating while squatting is actually no different from eating while sitting..."

The little goldfish's eyes turned cold and he looked angry, as if he was a smaller version of Qiao Yu.