Chapter 44 The Other Side of Song Qingqian

Jiang Rou was shocked and stunned by this.

But the facts are there.

The only person who can do this is Song Qingqian.

It seems that Song Qingqian does not match the description in the original text.

A rich lady who is willing to pick up a broom and do chores like cleaning the yard cannot be someone who is arrogant, cold and rude, and unwilling to integrate into the life of the people around her.

There might be some hidden story behind this.

Jiang Rou was still in the yard and saw a path paved with cobbles.

A small piece of goose soft stone, a small piece, only a tiny bit in size.

If you need to pave a path, it will take more than hundreds or thousands of small stones, and it must have taken a lot of effort.

This kind of cobblestone path is a style that can only be found in southern courtyard landscapes.

So this cobblestone path was also built by Song Qingqian himself.

Once again, Jiang Rou was shocked by something that did not appear in the original text.

She had only seen a one-sided version of Song Qingqian in the novel, but now she saw the real and complete Song Qingqian.

What kind of person is Song Qingqian?

Jiang Rou couldn't help but become more curious.

…

Boom boom boom.

Boom boom boom.

Jiang Rou brought Zhou Xiaohua and knocked on the door together.

There was a knock on the door for a long time, but no one came to open the door. Jiang Rou could only wait quietly.

Zhou Xiaohua was so confused from waiting that she raised her fair little face and looked at Jiang Rou strangely.

His dark eyes were full of doubts.

Jiang Rouze recalled the time when she asked for directions before.

When one of the sisters-in-law heard that she was going to Song Qingqian's yard, her eyes widened immediately and she advised her not to.

"That person... why did you go looking for her? Sister Rou, she is different from us, very different. She has lived in this compound for half a year and has never said a word to us. She always looks down on us. If it weren't for Captain He and Sister Hong guaranteeing her, such a person should not have stayed in our compound."

"Sister Rou, you should avoid associating with her, or you'll get into trouble."

Jiang Rou smiled and said thank you, but she didn't completely agree with what her sister-in-law said.

Not one to give up easily, she continued knocking on the door.

Boom boom boom.

Boom boom boom.

"Anyone there?"

The knocking continued, persistent.

Another five minutes passed.

Finally, footsteps were heard in the yard, and the tightly closed door opened.

Half of a figure appeared from the gap.

Song Qingqian was still dressed the same as she was at the dock yesterday.

She was wearing a clean and beautiful dress and had her long hair neatly tied up, giving off an air of nobility.

Song Qingqian frowned tightly, with a look of impatience as if she was disturbed.

But when she opened the door, she saw that the person outside was Jiang Rou.

Song Qingqian's eyes changed color, a little surprised.

She recognized Jiang Rou...

I have heard the rumors about Jiang Rou in the compound, and I remember Jiang Rou chatting and laughing with Zhao Guifen, Lin Yulan, and those military wives in front of the supply and marketing cooperative at the pier.

This person has only been in the compound for a few days, why does he seem so familiar with everyone?

Why didn't she feel that life on the island was hard, but instead she enjoyed herself and was happy?

This puzzled Song Qingqian.

After a brief moment of distraction.

Song Qingqian returned to her cold expression, and looked at Jiang Rou and the little follower behind her with her narrow, long red phoenix eyes.

He asked without any emotion.

"What do you want?"

Jiang Rou was not afraid of Song Qingqian's indifference at all and always had a smile on her face.

She first introduced herself.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Rou, and I'm the lover of the Third Regiment Leader Zhou Chongshan. I've only been in this compound for a short time, but we met before in front of the supply and marketing cooperative, so you should know me."

Song Qingqian did not comment on the word "acquaintance" mentioned by Jiang Rou.

She pursed her lips and listened to Jiang Rou continue.

At this moment.

Jiang Rou suddenly raised her hand and showed the pork she had brought along.

Pink pork.

Three layers of fat, three layers of lean meat, and a thin layer of pork skin.

The most perfect pork belly.

Song Qingqian's eyes were immediately attracted by the pink and tender pork, and even her cold expression melted silently.

She looked at the piece of pork belly. It was clearly raw meat, but she seemed to smell the sweet aroma of braised pork belly.

This is a conditioned reflex.

A few years ago, when Song Qingqian saw braised pork belly, he thought it was greasy and would only eat one or two bites at most and then he didn't want to eat it anymore. He was a very picky eater.

But……

Things change.

Nothing is the same now.

Song Qingqian stared at the piece of meat and swallowed hard.

Jiang Rou raised her arms, raised her red lips, and continued to ask with a smile.

"Do you want pork?"

Regarding this.

Jiang Rou had a positive answer in her heart.

Song Qingqian wants pork!

That day at the supply and marketing cooperative at the pier, Song Qingqian wanted to buy pork.

But pork is a hot commodity, so you have to queue up, and only those at the front of the line can buy it.

Song Qingqian arrived late and didn't want to squeeze in the queue with everyone else, so he didn't even queue up.

She just watched helplessly as the pork was cut into pieces and all of it was bought away.

The pork is gone.

Song Qingqian returned empty-handed.

But now, Jiang Rou appeared with the pork she had been longing for.

Song Qingqian's subconscious reaction was to be alert and cautious.

She experienced a huge change in her family, the death of her grandfather, and the separation of her parents. Under a series of misfortunes, she could not easily trust anyone.

Even Jiang Rou's smile at this moment was sweet and genuine.

But all the women in this military compound wanted to kick her out, so how could they possibly accept her?

It is even more impossible to give her pork for no reason.

Song Qingqian held the bolt with both hands, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Jiang Rou, looking like he was ready to close the door at any time.

Jiang Rou saw it and immediately explained anxiously.

"I just bought this pork yesterday, so it's still fresh. You can steam it or braise it. I'm not here to give you the pork for free. I want to exchange something with you."

Change things.

When Song Qingqian heard Jiang Rou's purpose, he relaxed instead of being tense.

She spoke again.

"What do you want to exchange?"

"Xiaomi. Here is a pound of pork. You can exchange it for three pounds of millet."

Jiang Rou said directly and boldly.

The price of one pound of pork is at least worth five pounds of millet.

But Jiang Rou asked for too much, and three pounds of millet was enough for Zhou Xiaochuan to eat for a while.

In addition, she was afraid that Song Qingqian’s family did not have five kilograms of millet. What if she did not agree?

After listening to Jiang Rou's request.

Her long, thin red eyes rolled around.

He glanced at the piece of pork and rubbed his stomach inconspicuously.

After a fierce ideological struggle.

"Okay, I'll switch with you."

Song Qingqian nodded and agreed.