Hearing what Mr. Qiao said, Mrs. Qiao seemed to have found her backbone all of a sudden: "Yes, yes, she is a young and ignorant girl. Even if she is asked to sell it, she won't be able to sell it clearly. She will only be cheated if she goes out."
Mrs. Qiao took out her cell phone: "I'll call her and ask her to come back."
The old lady from the Qiao family made a phone call.
In the underground shelter, Qiao Xuejun's phone rang.
Qiao Xuejun remained indifferent, but the two elders of the Qiao family on the surveillance screen became more and more anxious.
Mr. Qiao: “She doesn’t answer?”
Old Mrs. Qiao turned on the speakerphone, but a rhythmic busy tone sounded on the phone and the call was not connected.
Mr. Qiao: "Send her a text message! Just tell her that if she doesn't answer the phone, she can no longer be called Qiao, and we won't have any relatives like her in the Qiao family anymore!"
Mrs. Qiao then opened WeChat and sent a voice message to Qiao Xuejun as Mr. Qiao had said.
Qiao Xuejun just thought it was funny and ignored it.
The two old men in the old house were sweating profusely, but they were reluctant to leave: "If she doesn't want to answer, then don't answer. I'll see how long she can hide. Will she not come back?!"
Old Mrs. Qiao sat on the sofa and made up her mind: "She has feelings for this house. She was reluctant to sell it at the beginning. She will definitely come back. We will wait here and catch her as soon as she enters the house! You little bitch, you are hiding from us and not answering the phone. I don't think she can go anywhere else except here!"
The two of them looked like they were waiting for something to happen until their death.
Qiao Xuejun was cutting potato seeds leisurely.
Just wait patiently. She has plenty of food and drink here, and it's cool too. Why would you go out and suffer?
System: "Host, why don't you call the police? They are illegally breaking into someone else's home. It's a crime."
Qiao Xuejun: "The police in the town all know that I am their granddaughter. When the police come, they will not really treat them as suspects. At most, they will mediate, or even I will be scolded unilaterally. But now it is different. The temperature will soon reach 30 degrees or 40 degrees, and there is no air conditioning in the house. If they are willing to stay, then of course we should let them feel the warmth."
The system started to flatter again: "Host, you are right!"
Qiao Xuejun acted quickly. She used a sterilized blade to cut the potatoes with buds and threw them into a basin filled with carbendazim.
It didn't take long to fill a basin with slices of garlic. After 10 minutes, they were taken out and placed on the table to dry for later use.
She cut for two hours and barely managed to cut 100 kilograms, her hands were numb from cutting. But to plant one acre of land, she still had to cut another 200 kilograms.
Qiao Xuejun put the knife down and pinched her sore wrists and fingers.
It is already 10 o'clock in the morning. In the surveillance footage, the two elders of the Qiao family are still sitting in the living room of the old house. The temperature is no higher than in the morning, but it has been getting higher and higher. Before 12 noon, it has reached 30 degrees.
System: "They haven't left yet."
But it seemed that she could no longer hold on and her face was flushed with heat. Mrs. Qiao was fanning herself with a flyer she had picked up from somewhere, but that was obviously of no use.
Old Mrs. Qiao wiped the hot sweat from her face and finally spoke: "Otherwise, let's go back and wait."
Old Master Qiao was a little exhausted, but he still scolded: "You can't sit still at this moment? It's all your fault. If you hadn't called this money-loser back then, you wouldn't be here now!"
Old Mrs. Qiao shrank her neck when she was scolded: "I am also doing this for the sake of our ancestors. It would be so painful to see the things rot in the warehouse. Besides, you agreed to it, didn't you?"
She did call her back with the intention of letting Qiao Xuejun clean up the mess, but she didn't expect it would turn out like this. If she had known, she wouldn't have called her back!
Qiao Xuejun didn't care about the noise above. Looking at the two old men enduring the heat, feeling uncomfortable here and there, Qiao Xuejun felt quite comfortable.
Qiao Xuejun rested for a while, then cut another hundred kilograms of potatoes, covering the corners of the table.
I already weighed 200 kilograms, and I still need 100 kilograms. The two old men in the living room were still there, but they were visibly getting more and more anxious, and their faces were slightly green.
Qiao Xuejun's hands were almost deformed from being cut, so she stopped to rest and squeeze her hands.
“Ding Dong.”
“Ding Dong.”
“…”
From the beginning, her phone kept notifying her of new messages. While taking a break, she picked up her phone and opened the message notification, which was the same social platform as before.
Previously, because of Qiao Yaozu’s live broadcast accident, many people came to care about her and reminded her not to be cheated, but since she came forward and posted that update, no one has sent her messages anymore.
Until today, there has been a steady stream of news.
[Ah, thank you, prophet! I also stocked up some rice at that time, but I didn’t expect the price to rise so sharply now. ]
[It's getting so big it's scary, like a knife stabbing my butt. I've opened my eyes. ]
[I want to give money to the prophet! No one can stop me! I listened to the prophet and rushed to stock up. Although I didn’t buy much, I was really lucky. Our supermarket was emptied today. I have no place to buy even if I have money. ]
[I stocked up on some instant noodles, and my mom stocked up on some flour. We don't have to worry about food and drink, so we're not worried at all.]
【Ahhh, I hate myself. Why didn't I listen? I didn't stock up at all. When I came to my senses, there was nothing left. And our bridge was cracked by the sun, so we couldn't get any goods in. 】
[I, Qin Shi Huang, send me a box of instant noodles, and I will make you a general.]
[At that time, I thought you had a lot of stock, not much, really not much... Can you sell some to me? The price is negotiable.]
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Most of the messages were like this, thanking Qiao Xuejun, and some said that she had stockpiled a lot at the beginning, and now said that the potatoes were really delicious and they wanted to buy some from her.
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