It was not until the next morning that Qiao Zhixia learned from the delivery man, Mr. Yang, that she was in the newspaper.

She took the newspaper and read it carefully, only to find out that the young old man was some famous traveler who specialized in traveling around the world to eat, drink and have fun.

This time, Qiao Zhixia's Jingyang fruits and vegetables have been inadvertently brought a wave of popularity, which is definitely a pleasant surprise.

It can be seen from the surge in orders that the business of stores and sales outlets is booming.

Fortunately, she stocked up her space every day, and her stores and sales outlets also had inventory in reserve, so the output from her few acres of land was able to meet sales.

Qiao Zhixia decided to take advantage of this wave of popularity and let Xu Xiaolan open up the markets in several other counties. At the same time, she also planned to contract some more land to increase the planting area.

Qiao Chudong had never imagined that an ordinary newspaper could have such a powerful influence. The store's previous day's stock had barely lasted until the restocking truck arrived, and it was almost out of stock.

Seeing the delivery truck coming, she went over to help with the delivery herself.

But when she took the basket of cabbage, she underestimated the weight and almost fell to the ground with the cabbage. Fortunately, the driver of the car caught the basket in time.

"Thank you." Qiao Chudong raised her head to thank the driver, but was stunned when she saw the man's face in front of her.

"Yang Shuo?"

"Qiao Chudong, what's wrong with you?" The tall and strong man had firm features and a deep and steady voice.

Yang Shuo is the son of He Xuyang's aunt. They are childhood friends and also Qiao Chudong's deskmate in junior high school.

Speaking of which, Qiao Chudong fell in love with He Xuyang because of Yang Shuo.

The three of them often play together.

Later, Yang Shuo joined the army and did not return home for several years. When she and He Xuyang got married, he did not come back either. She did not expect to run into him here today.

"Where is Master Yang who delivered the goods in front? Why did he suddenly change people?" Qiao Chudong saw that Yang was staring at her in a daze and asked hurriedly.

"The person in front is my uncle. He hurt his lumbar spine yesterday, so I'm delivering the goods for you." After Yang Shuo said this, he immediately turned around and started to help the clerk unload the goods.

More than an hour had passed since they finished their work. Qiao Chudong saw that Yang Shuo was sweating, so she handed him a towel.

"Wipe it!"

"Thank you." Yang Shuo took it with a smile, wiped the sweat off his face, and then hung the towel around his neck.

"Are you married to He Xuyang? Do you agree that you can work alone in the city? I went to your house yesterday and saw a woman who loved you."

After saying this, he realized that he seemed to have said what he should have said, and pulled the corners of his lips awkwardly.

Qiao Chudong's expression changed again and again, and finally she smiled bitterly: "Then go to my family. I earn money to raise my children now. I take care of your affairs, and I don't want to take care of them anymore."

Yang Shuo's slightly raised lips were instantly pursed into a line. He obviously realized something, but he said nothing.

But there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

When leaving in the afternoon, Qiao Chudong asked for something: "Don't tell me where I am..." Then he laughed at himself and said, "Maybe without us mother and daughter, I can't ask for anything."

Yang Shuo nodded and drove away...

It has been nearly twenty months since Qiao Chudong and her daughter left the He family, and He Xuyang has also been in complete control of her mood from the beginning to now.

"Mom, do you think that they will return to their hometown after living in such hardship? Why haven't they returned yet even though they are already 20 years old?"

Mrs. Lin, whose face turned red from the fumes in the kitchen, was also very angry.

"Who knows where that bitch is? She must have run off with a wild man! She only knows how to hang around in the kitchen all day long, and she doesn't even know how to come back to cook, wash clothes, and serve her husband and mother-in-law. When she comes back, I'll give her a good beating."

Ever since Qiao Chudong got married, Mrs. Lin has never entered the kitchen again. Qiao Chudong takes care of all the small things in the house.

Now that the "old workhorse" has suddenly run away, it's okay to do these things occasionally, but if she does it regularly, she will be unwilling to do it.

But fortunately, Huang Xia often came to help her share the burden. Otherwise, she would have asked He Xuyang to catch Qiao Chudong and beat him up, and then continue to work like a slave for her.

"Auntie, Xuyang, the fish at the supply and marketing cooperative is good today. I bought one for you."

Speaking of Huang Xia, she came over with her two-and-a-half-year-old son.

"Oh, Xiaoxia is here. Just treat her as your own home. Why buy anything?" Mrs. Lin was very satisfied with Huang Xia, who was both knowledgeable and able to give birth to a son.

Huang Xia was also very cautious and completely regarded herself as the young hostess of this house.

She saw He Xuyang's underwear and shirt soaking in the enamel basin, and naturally rolled up her sleeves to help wash them.

This was the first time this had happened, and He Xuyang felt embarrassed at first, but now he seemed to have gotten used to it.

Huang Xia helped with the laundry, and Bai helped her play with her son. In everyone's eyes, it was a picture of loving father and filial son.

Just when the "family" was having a great time, Yang Shuo came again.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Huang Xia rubbing a man's crotch, and He Xuyang holding the little boy high up.

"Xuyang, are you planning to get a new wife? Who is this kid? The ready-made son given to you when you get a new wife? Or the one you hid from me in early winter... your wedding son?"

The word "bastard" came out of his mouth with great self-cultivation, but the anger was hidden in his eyes.

Yang Shuo's words plunged the room into eerie silence.

He Xuyang put the child down stiffly and said in a calm voice: "You misunderstood. We were old neighbors. Do you know us?"

"Fuck your mom's old neighbor! Who's mom asked the neighbor to wash his pants? And what's the interest of this lesbian in washing the pants of the neighbor's man?"

After Yang Shuo finished his angry questioning, he suddenly smiled maliciously, retreated to the balcony and shouted: "If any gay man needs dirty pants washed, please bring them here immediately. There is a kind female lesbian here who is keen on washing pants for the gay men in the neighborhood."

Huang Xia's face turned red with embarrassment at Yang Shuo's words, and the panties in her hand fell into the basin.

Yang Shuo's face was tough, with a cold and intimidating look. This sudden anger was even more powerful and intimidating.

She dared to speak out in anger, but He Xuyang immediately turned cold and rushed forward to growl, "Yang Shuo, is your mother crazy? How can she, a woman, face others in the future after you do this? How can our family face the neighbors in the courtyard in the future?"

Yang Shuo sneered, and the cold sarcasm in his eyes was disguised: "Your mother still knows about this scandal? I thought you were proud of it instead of ashamed. There are several women in this room serving you, and your mother is particularly proud of it?"

"I……"

"What does this have to do with our Xuyang? That sensible wife ran away on her own. My Xuyang has something to do, so what if some women are willing to serve him?" Mrs. Lin ran out holding a shovel with a rude attitude.

Yang Shuo ignored the old woman and just looked at He Xuyang coldly and said, "So after your wife ran away from home, did you go to find her? Have you ever thought about how they live in the outside world? You started to enjoy the courtesy of another woman with a clear conscience, and even became a father to someone else's son. Are you a jerk?"

"Yang Shuo! What right do you have to scold my son? Those two money-losing people ran away on their own, and we didn't chase them away. Their life or death has nothing to do with us, Xuyang?" Old Mrs. Lin defended her son in a reasonable manner.

"So... you think so too?"

Yang Shuo's cold gaze made He Xuyang lower his head guiltily.

Yang Shuo grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground, "You beast! Your mother is not worthy of having a wife, let alone being a father! Never look for them if you have any problems..."