Yao Qiyue looked at the broken parts of tables, chairs and benches scattered on the ground and raised her eyebrows.
It was really hard for the three of them to destroy the furniture in the house so thoroughly in just fifteen minutes.
She kicked the broken table leg aside at her feet to make way for the door.
Jiang Ye reached out and took Yao Qiyue's arm, wanting to say something to comfort her.
But when he thought that the person who did these things was his closest relative, he felt very upset for a moment.
Secretary Li didn't have so many thoughts in his mind, and said indignantly:
"I didn't even notice them, and they smashed the furniture in the house."
“These guys really have heart.”
"No, I can't let them go so easily. They have to repair the furniture for me."
Yao Qiyue reached out to stop Director Li. Her face was filled with sorrow, which made people feel sympathetic towards her.
"Forget it, just consider it as what I, Yao Qiyue, owe them. Let's just live our own lives and not bother each other from now on!"
Yao Qiyue's face was filled with sorrow, and she felt like biting her hand to pieces.
These people are really ungrateful. If she doesn't get a chance to take revenge, she will write the word "Yao" backwards.
Secretary Zhang was somewhat satisfied with Yao Qiyue's magnanimity. She looked at Yao Qiyue with a kind look.
"Comrade Yao, if you have any problems in the future, please come to the street office to find me."
"If they come here to harass you again, our neighborhood office will definitely come and stop them."
Yao Qiyue's eyes were filled with tears of excitement. "Thank you so much for troubling me today. I will definitely come to thank you another day."
"My house is too messy right now, so I won't invite you in to sit down."
Secretary Zhang pulled Secretary Li, who was still sulking, out of the room tactfully.
"Comrade, serving the people is what we should do."
After saying that, the two of them said goodbye to Yao Qiyue's family of three: "Then we will go back first."
Secretary Li said reluctantly, "The subdistrict office is at the end of this street. There's a big willow tree in front of the door."
"Yao Qiyue, come over and play when you have time!"
Yao Qiyue couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect that Secretary Li would invite her.
She rarely showed a genuine smile: "Okay!"
Several people in the room were dazzled by Yao Qiuyue's beauty.
Secretary Zhang is older and more mature and steady in her work. She pulled Secretary Li, who was infatuated with Yao Qiyue, and made them leave in embarrassment.
When Yao Qiyue saw that everyone had left, she stood up and cleaned up the mess on the ground.
She was disgusted with the house where the Wu family had lived, so she decided to give it a thorough cleaning.
Yao Qiuyue, who was rich, threw these broken tables, chairs and benches into the firewood pile. Her cake shop had no shortage of tables, chairs and benches, and they were all made of solid wood.
Xiaobao followed Yao Qiyue with his short legs to move the legs of the bench one by one. The little guy was so tired that he was gasping for breath.
Yao Qiyue snatched a stool leg from Xiaobao's hand.
"Xiaobao, Mom doesn't need you here, take good care of your dad."
Jiang Ye's health was so poor that he was too weak to get up from the bed after just one day. Yao Qiyue thought about taking Jiang Ye to the health center for a good checkup after he was settled.
Xiaobao's stomach made a rumbling sound at the right time.
Yao Qiyue couldn't help laughing when she saw Xiaobao holding his belly pitifully.
"Okay, you and your father stay here to help me look after the house while I go buy some food."
Yao Qiyue is not a poor person who has no money. On the contrary, she has a huge sum of money in her hands.
This money was saved as her dowry by Yao's father and mother. After she married into the Jiang family, she did not use the money.
The original owner felt that this was one of the few memories her parents left her.
Now it’s a good deal for her, a Western-style product.
Yao Qiuyue went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative. The Yao family lived not far from the cooperative, only more than ten households away.
The supply and marketing cooperative was easy to find. It was a two-story building, built with red bricks and red tiles, and it stood out in the area.
Yao Qiuyue quickly bought firewood, rice, oil and salt and went back.
Seeing how quickly Yao Qiyue bought things, the salesperson couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.
Yao Qiyue cleaned up the pile of junk in the house, took out the newly bought clay pot and prepared to cook porridge.
There is no other way. The children at home are all sick and need to eat something soft.
Xiaobao, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, watched with eager eyes as Yao Qiyue lit a fire and cooked. The warm firelight made him feel as comfortable as a kitten.
When Yao Qiyue turned around, she saw Xiaobao sitting around the stove with his chin nodding.
"Xiaobao, don't go to sleep yet. The porridge will be ready soon."
Yao Qiyue kept stirring the casserole with the wooden spoon in her hand, and the aroma of rice made Xiaobao swallow his saliva.
She never expected that a simple white rice porridge would make the whole family drool.
Think about when you have ever worried about food and clothing.
Xiaobao subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth and looked up at Yao Qiyue: "Mom, the porridge you cooked smells so good."
Yao Qiyue saw that the porridge in the pot was almost done, so she scooped out a spoonful and placed it in front of Xiaobao.
"Even if I serve you a bowl of bran right now, you'll think it tastes good. Do you know why?"
Xiaobao blinked his big eyes and said with an expression of agreement: "Mom is right, everything you cook tastes good."
"I love the food my mother cooks, even the bran."
"ah."
Yao Qiyue was a little surprised that Xiaobao was so good at flattering her, but she still said in a disheartening tone: "You think it tastes good because you're hungry."
She stopped stirring, took out the newly bought large bowls, filled out two bowls of porridge, and brought them into the house.
Wu Guoliang and his companions were so ruthless that they tore all the wooden beds in the room into pieces.
Jiang Ye sat on a broken wooden board, looking a bit like an immortal.
Yao Qiyue handed the bowl to Jiang Ye, who carefully took it and whispered, "Thank you."
Yao Qiyue picked up a wooden spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew it cool, and then handed it to Xiaobao's mouth.
Xiaobao was so moved that he was at a loss for words. He had never experienced being fed by his mother in his life. He gobbled up the rice porridge in one gulp, looking at Yao Qiyue with his big, bright eyes.
Even Jiang Ye was shocked that Yao Qiyue would feed Xiaobao.
"Mom, this porridge is so delicious. It tastes sweet to me."
Yao Qiyue thought to herself, "You don't taste sweet at all." She put two spoonfuls of sugar into the casserole. "Do you think this sugar is for nothing?"
Jiang Ye took a bite and found the porridge in his mouth sweet. He couldn't help but say, "This porridge is really sweet. Xiaobao didn't lie to you."
He was afraid that Yao Qiyue would think Xiaobao was lying to her and would beat him.
The expression on Jiang Ye's face was too obvious for Yao Qiyue to ignore.
So how did the original owner manage to make people feel both pity and hateful? Yao Qiyue could only take the blame for the original owner.
She said with a bit of frustration: "Don't worry, I won't hit Xiaobao anymore."
"I used to be too depressed in the Jiang family and had no place to vent my emotions, so I would beat Xiaobao at every turn."
"From now on, when we're at home, I won't hit anyone again."
Jiang Ye didn't say anything. It might be because the original owner had promised him before that she would not beat the child again, but she couldn't do it.
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