In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

Liu Qiaomei was thoughtful, it turned out that it could be like this.

Yang Xiaotang didn't know why Sun Xiangqian asked her to say this.

But she still said these words to Liu Qiaomei according to Sun Xiangqian's wishes.

"Xiangqian, why do you want me to say this? It makes me feel like I met you because of some tricks."

Sun Xiangqian scratched his head: "Isn't this what Qingyang asked me to do? Don't worry about it, just help him."

"You have a really good relationship with Lu Qingyang. You do whatever he asks you to do?"

"Qingyang has always been very good to me. I will definitely help him. If he has any problems, as long as he doesn't commit a crime, I will help him!"

Sun Xiangqian is a straightforward person. As long as someone treats him well, he will be twice as good to others.

"But... Xiaotang, you are different. If you don't treat me well, I will also cling to you like a sticky candy, hehe."

Yang Xiaotang lowered her head shyly: "Hate it!"

This was originally everything that Lu Qingyang had arranged in advance.

Since Hu Shengli likes to hook up with people so much, let him hook up with the most difficult, greedy, and hopeless one.

Lu Qingyang is still waiting to see the good show.

After finishing these things, Lu Qingyang opened the package sent from Beijing.

Those extremely bad relatives of his definitely wouldn't send him anything, this should be sent by Zhou Fang.

When he opened it, he saw that there were bacon and various canned meats inside.

It was also difficult for Zhou Fang, who actually spent so much time to send so many things.

In addition, there was a letter from Zhou Fang, which said that his great uncle was also in prison because of a crime, and now only his grandmother, great aunt, and cousin were left at home.

He followed Lu Qingyang's instructions and didn't care about his biased grandmother.

In addition, he met the daughter of the leader, and now they are talking about marriage.

It's a pity that Lu Qingyang can't come to have a wedding banquet.

When they get married, he will mail wedding candy.

Lu Qingyang was naturally very pleased to see his recent situation.

The other letter was sent from his aunt's house.

Lu Qingyang knew that there would be no good words, and when he opened it, it was full of dirty words.

They were illiterate, and I'm afraid this letter was written by someone else.

The more angry they were, the more miserable they were.

But such a letter was not a good thing, and he was going to burn it directly.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

When he opened it, it was Shen Mo, who was holding something in her hand and hiding it behind her back.

"Lu Qingyang, what are you doing?"

Lu Qingyang didn't have time to burn the letter, so he could only crumple it and put it aside.

"I didn't do anything. By the way, you came at the right time. My friend sent me canned food from Beijing. Do you want to try it?"

"What canned food?" Shen Mo's attention was naturally attracted when she heard about food.

But soon, she shook her head again, "I'm not here to beg for food!"

"What is it?"

Shen Mo took out a gray wool scarf from her back.

She took out a pair of gloves from her pocket.

"This... this is for you." Shen Mo spoke in a lower voice.

"For me?"

Lu Qingyang took the scarf. It was not knitted very well, but it was indeed a token of his love.

He immediately pulled off the tattered scarf around his neck and wrapped it around his neck.

"It's quite warm."

He wanted to put on the gloves, but found that the gloves were a little small.

Lu Qingyang put some effort and reluctantly put them on.

"Not bad, very warm. Does it look good?"

Shen Mo nodded shyly, "It looks good. The color I chose looks good."

Not only that, she spent two nights knitting it.

She just wanted to send it to Lu Qingyang as soon as possible.

"As long as you like it! I saw your scarf was torn before, so I thought of knitting you a new one. It's not expensive. If you like it, I'll knit you a hat next time. There's some wool left."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

Although the stitches on this scarf are messy and the gloves are one size smaller.

Shen Mo stared at the can on the table and sniffed the smell, "Who sent this to you? The girl in the city who likes you?"

"Not a girl, but my friend. Do you want to try it?"

"Okay, okay!"

"This is canned luncheon meat." Lu Qingyang took a can and opened the lid.

Shen Mo ate a small piece and looked surprised: "It doesn't smell good, but it tastes so good!"

"But don't eat too much, after all, it's canned, fresh meat is better."

Shen Mo ate a can with satisfaction and licked the corner of her mouth.

Lu Qingyang made her three cups of malted milk as usual.

While asking earnestly, "How have you been learning from Lao Bao these days?"

When Shen Mo mentioned this, she frowned, "It's hard, no time to play.""It's a good skill to learn it well. Lao Bao is willing to teach you with all his heart. This is a good thing. I'm afraid you're not bitter. Drink more malted milk, which is sweet."

"I'm not afraid of bitterness. Master said that if you learn it well, you can save many people!"

"Why do you want to save the world!"

"Save the world? I want to save people, but I only want to save you, grandpa, and the people around me. I don't want to save others. It's troublesome."

"Hahaha, you're right. Live well first."

This little jasmine was not raised in vain. At least I still have a very important position in her heart.

After Shen Mo finished eating, she found a ball of paper rolling on the ground.

"What is this?"

"Hey, don't look at it!"

Lu Qingyang still finished speaking, and Shen Mo had already opened it.

Although she didn't go to school much, her mother and grandfather taught her to read.

Seeing the curse words in the letter, her expression gradually became solemn.

"This is? Your relatives."

Lu Qingyang smiled helplessly: "To be precise, I have no relatives. My parents are dead. My grandmother is very partial and only cares about spoiling her eldest son. She will take away any good things in our family. My father has died of overwork. I have broken off the relationship with her. I have nothing to worry about in the capital, only a friend."

After saying that, the ash in the stove suddenly got into his eyes.

Lu Qingyang kept wanting to rub his eyes, and his eyes turned red.

Shen Mo didn't know how to comfort people, so she could only learn from others and wanted to reach out to comfort Lu Qingyang.

But she found that his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry.

Shen Mo immediately became flustered, "Lu Qingyang, don't cry, it doesn't matter if you don't have relatives. I am more reliable than relatives. I will treat you well."

Lu Qingyang blinked his eyes, and the foreign body in his eyes finally came out.

Hearing this, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Little Jasmine thought he was crying sadly.

"No, you misunderstood." He was ready to clarify everything.

"Don't explain, I understand everything." Shen Mo interrupted him, "I don't have a mother, and I haven't seen a father either... I understand how you feel."

Said Shen Mo slowly approached him and put her arms around his waist.

"Don't be sad, my mother said that when she was sad, as long as I hugged her, she would not be sad anymore. I will hug you like this, and you will not be sad either..."