Abandoned Women of the Age: Getting Rich by Spatial Warehouses

"." Yu Qing didn't understand the meaning of her words for a while, the two places were thousands of miles apart, and the clothes were placed here with her, so they put them in the closet to collect dust?
A cold light flashed in Xiang Yisen's eyes, and he sneered coldly: "Qiao's house is a den of bandits? Someone robbed you of the clothes you bought back?"

"Almost, I don't want to offend outsiders." Han Xue rolled her eyes, not wanting to say more to her eldest son so as not to worry him.

Grandma Ruan was a little worried about the situation of her in-laws. What kind of family did the second marry?Even want to grab a beautiful dress?

She reminded: "Okay, okay, have you brought all your things? If you have, get on the train quickly, and don't miss the train if you hang on!"

Xiang Yisen didn't say anything, and got into the car with a cold face.

Yu Qing opened the car door and let Han Xue and Qiao Jun get into the back seat, then sat back in the passenger seat.

Grandma Ruan stood at the gate of the courtyard and waved her hands to Han Xue who was sitting in the back seat: "Mother-in-law, have a safe trip, come and play again when you have time during the summer vacation."

Han Xue stretched her head to the window of the car, "Grandma, I will trouble you to take care of the baby."

"Sure, don't worry, just come and see her when you miss her."

"it is good."

Along the way, Yu Qing tried her best to be a daughter-in-law, and told them to pay attention to safety on the road, not to talk to strangers, and not to eat things given by strangers, especially Qiao Jun.

She remembered that kidnappers were very active in this era, and their actions were particularly rampant, so it is best to be careful when going out.

"Understood." Han Xue glanced at the front helplessly, and teased: "Those who don't know think that our generations are reversed."

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I didn't hold back for a while, I said too much." Yu Qing covered her mouth, glanced at Xiang Yisen and snickered.

When we arrived at the waiting room, there was still half an hour before the train entered the station.

"Mother-in-law, when I first came in, I saw a sugarcane seller outside, you wait here for a while, I'll go and buy a piece of sugarcane back."

"Ah, sugar cane? I didn't pay attention when I first came in. Is there sugar cane this season?"

As Yu Qing walked out, she said, "This is the season when sugarcane is produced in the south, you wait here, I'll go out and buy."

"Qingqing, you stay here with mom, I'll go." Xiang Yisen put the two bags of luggage in his hands on the chair in the waiting room, trying to follow.

Yu Qing hurriedly stopped him: "No, you can stay with them, I'll go back as soon as I go."

The sugarcane seller was a middle-aged couple, both in their 50s and [-]s, looking at two bundles of sugarcane that were more than two meters long and nearly three meters long.

"Is this sugarcane from another place?"

The middle-aged man asked with a smile on his face: "Yes, comrade, do you want to buy sugar cane?"

"How to sell?"

"Thirty cents a catty, sold by the root."

Yu Qing didn't make a counter-offer, and picked out a sugar cane with long bamboo nodes and a moderate size, and asked the stall owner to help peel it.

It was the first time for the middle-aged man to hear such a request from a customer, and he asked a little uncertainly, "Peel the skin? Isn't it enough to cut it into pieces?"

Yu Qing was taken aback, and glanced at the kitchen knives on the booth, they were not professional paring knives.Only then did I suddenly feel that there might not be a peeling service for later generations at this time.

"Then, then help me cut it into pieces, don't cut it too long."

Back in the waiting room, the train announcement had already broadcasted that the train was about to enter the station in 10 minutes.

Xiang Yisen was relieved to see her come in with sugar cane in his arms, and quickly stepped forward to take the sugar cane in her hand: "The train is coming into the station soon, let's wait on the platform first."

"it is good."

Yu Qing opened the duffel bag containing the return gift, put all the sugar cane in it, and carried two bags each with Xiang Yisen, and went into the ticket gate with Han Xue's mother and son in their arms.

On the northbound train, there were not many passengers at Yicheng Station, so they easily bought sleeper tickets.

There are even fewer passengers in sleeper cars. In this era, not everyone can afford or be willing to take a sleeper car.

Sending Han Xue's mother and son to settle in the sleeper car, Xiang Yisen saw that there were only her and Qiao Jun in the sleeper beds for the four people, and said: "Now there are only you two in this compartment. Remember to lock the door after the train starts. Passengers come in again, you should be more vigilant."

"Understood, brother Sen." Han Xue looked at this cold-hearted son with a funny face.I sighed in my heart, getting married and becoming a father is different, knowing that I care about my loved ones.

Yicheng Station is not too big, and the train stop time will not be too long.

Yu Qing heard that the radio had already started broadcasting, so she hurriedly bid farewell to Han Xue, and pulled Xiang Yisen out of the car.

Standing on the platform, waving his hands and watching Han Xue and Qiao Jun who were lying on the window go away, feeling inexplicable melancholy in his heart.

"I don't know when I will see my mother-in-law and Xiaojun again next time?"

"Let's go, maybe we can see them again in the summer vacation." Xiang Yisen took Yu Qing's shoulders and walked out with her in his arms, "When did you two get along so well?"

Yu Qing poked his waist hard with her elbow, "You don't want us to have a good relationship?"

Xiang Yisen held his stomach and pretended to be in pain, "You want to murder your husband!"

"Should!"

Yu Qing dropped him and strode towards the exit.

"Qingqing, wait."

Among the crowd at the exit on the other platform, Ruan Zhengchao asked Ruan Xiuhua beside him, "Second Uncle, did you hear someone call Qingqing just now?"

Ruan Xiuhua didn't believe it at all: "Qingqing has just given birth, and she is taking care of the baby at home, so she has no time to go out, let alone come to the train station!"

"Really?" Ruan Zheng was not very sure after being denied in this way, "But I clearly heard someone called Qingqing."

"That's your deaf ear!"

Ruan Zheng secretly rolled his eyes in his heart: "I have been hearing and seeing since I was a child, and I think you are the one who is deaf. Otherwise, why didn't you hear it when I heard it?"

"That's your tinnitus!" Ruan Xiuhua quickly walked out with the flow of people. A month has passed, and now he can't wait to see his little grandson again.

"I don't know if the baby has changed a lot this month? Will he recognize people?"

"Second Uncle, a one-month-old baby can recognize people? Who did you hear?"

"Maybe my baby is born with self-knowledge?"

Ruan Zheng, who has always been prudent, heard this, and almost rolled his eyes out of the sky, but before he turned out of the sky, he accidentally spotted Yu Qing in the crowd.

Just to put it bluntly, I heard someone calling Qingqing just now, so she is really here.

"Second uncle, I think I heard correctly just now, Qingqing must come to the train station."

Ruan Xiuhua saw him bring up the old story again, and glanced at him suspiciously: "I told you that your ears are ringing."

Ruan Zheng had a serious expression on his face: "My ears are very good."

"I bet Qingqing will take care of the baby at home."

"You lose and have no loss, do I need to bet with you?"

"Do you like to gamble or not!"

"." Ruan Zheng.

Ruan Xiuhua glanced at his nephew's frozen face, and snorted coldly in his heart, this kid is getting more and more cunning now, so he won't be fooled.

Afterwards, his eyes searched everywhere, and Qingqing must come to the train station.Otherwise, this kid wouldn't want to guide himself to bet with him.

He just searched out the station through the passage, but he didn't see Qingqing's figure. Could it be that he guessed wrong?