Rebirth of the beautiful wife of the Republic of China

Chapter 3

Misfortune is where fortune rests, blessing is where misfortune rests

Qiao Wan was shot for Lu Xiangbei by accident because of the house, which was a sudden disaster.

In the end, when I woke up, I went back to that year. That year I hadn't married Sun Haoyu, my mother was still healthy, that woman hadn't appeared yet, everything was still in time.This is a blessing in disguise, a blessing in disguise.

Qiao Wan rested at home for a few days, and after the excitement that nothing had changed when she just came back, she finally decided to go to school.Qiao Wan took out the jacket and skirt in the closet. The jacket was blue, just below the waist, and the sleeves were just above the elbows. The skirt was black, reaching to the ankles. It was the most common college uniform nowadays.

After dressing up, Qiao Wan looked in the mirror with satisfaction, took a few books from the table, and walked out the door to the main hall.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the main hall, Mrs. Qiao, Qiao Wan's mother, stood up and held Qiao Wan, and pulled Qiao Wan to sit beside him.

Mrs. Qiao looked at Qiao Wan's slapped face, which became thinner, and went straight to Qiao Wan's bowl to put some food in her heart, and said, "Eat more."

Qiao Wan looked at the piles of vegetables in front of her, quickly stopped Mrs. Qiao from picking up the dishes, then transferred them to Master Qiao's bowl, and said with a smile: "Father, look at how well Mother treats you, I'll pick it up for you dishes, you have to bring your filial daughter with you."

Qiao Wan's trouble caused Master Qiao to burst into laughter. Master Qiao picked it up knowingly, ate it boldly, and said bluntly: "Today's dish tastes very good."

The three of them laughed at the same time, feeling particularly comfortable for breakfast this morning.

After dinner, after a short rest, Master Qiao went to the study as usual.Mrs. Qiao sent Qiao Wan out, carefully straightened Qiao Wan's neckline, and said, "Come back early after school."

"Understood, mother." Qiao Wan replied sweetly.

Qiao Wan bid farewell to Mrs. Qiao, walked for a while, and turned her head to look at the gate of Qiao Mansion when she heard the door closing.

Qiao Mansion actually belonged to Qiao Wan's grandfather, or to be more specific, Master Qiao was married.

It's a very clichéd story. There is only one daughter in the owner's family, and they want to find someone to marry, but a talented worker falls into the eyes of the owner, so he betroths his daughter to her.

Master Qiao, whose real name is Han, has been an official for several generations.It's a pity that the family has fallen, leaving only the name of a scholarly family.In Master Han's generation, it's even worse. Only hard work is enough to feed and feed, but the ink in the stomach is still full.

On the contrary, it was Mr. Qiao who lived up to the challenge. He wrote good handwriting. He looked honest and handsome. Although he was thin and weak, he showed the elegant temperament of a scholar.Even in the crowd of small workers, wearing the same clothes, Master Qiao stands out from the crowd and can be distinguished at a glance.I know, I know he is Xiaogong.I don't know, I thought it was some young master who was experiencing the hardships of the people.

In the end, Master Qiao fell into the eyes of his old club.After changing the surname, he entered the door of the owner's house, and the sparrow turned into a phoenix.

The girls' school is not far from Qiao Wan's house. The streets and roads are clearly marked. Even though they haven't been there for a long time, Qiao Wan still remembers the route.After walking across the street and the road, Qiao Wan saw the school gate from a distance, after walking for half an hour, there were students entering the school in twos and threes, or in groups.

Qiao Wan stood there for a while, then took a deep breath, and then started to walk into the gate of the girls' school again.

After many years, I entered the school again. Those familiar and familiar faces, listening to the literature content of many years ago, seem to be a lifetime away, but so real.

Qiao Wan's heart has never let go since she entered the school.Uneasy, excited and a little bit excited, on the surface, the whole person seems to be in an abnormally good mood, and he does not have the sluggishness after recovering from a serious illness.

After school, Qiao Wan didn't delay much and left home.On the way home, Qiao Wan had already walked it once, and this time when she went back, it could be said that she was familiar with the road.

Qiao Wan walked quite smoothly, but at the corner not far from home, a few people standing or squatting were leaning against the wall, looking a little lazy and a little like a gangster.

Among them, Qiao Wan looked kind.A pair of black and narrow eyes, black hair, very handsome; wearing a square collar, holding a book in his hand, a young student's attire.The hair, the clothes are very good, and the person is handsome, but this person is a bit ruffian, Qiao Wan subconsciously frowned.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when that person saw Qiao Wan, the eyes of that person burst into light for a moment, and it disappeared in a flash.When he stepped forward and approached, and took a closer look, it was as usual, and there was nothing unusual.

Seeing that person approaching, Qiao Wan subconsciously took a step back, turning around and leaving defensively.Unexpectedly, as soon as Qiao Wan turned sideways, she heard: "Miss Qiao, I'm here to return the book, there is no malice." After speaking, she handed the book in front of Qiao Wan.

Book?Qiao Wanxiu frowned slightly, and couldn't remember what books she lent to others in her previous life.Qiao Wan looked down and saw that it was the school textbook, History of Literature.But Qiao Wan didn't have such a book, the person who came was holding an old edition two years ago, Qiao Wan had some or was using a new edition now.

"This is not my book, you have found the wrong person." Qiao Wan replied, and then she started to leave.

"Hey, isn't this your book?" The visitor was surprised, "But your name is on the page." After saying that, he opened the page, stopped Qiao Wan, and asked Qiao Wan to take a closer look.

Qiao Wan paused, glanced at the few people behind from the corner of her eye, then raised her eyes to the person in front of her, and said, "This is an old version, and the handwriting is not mine." After finishing speaking, she walked around He drove away, leaving only his back for the people behind him.

(End of this chapter)