Who would marry into the family after being reborn?.

Chapter 97: The long road of life, worrying and anxious

A reunion dinner.

For Old Mrs. Zhao, form has long been more important than content.

She is already this old and can't eat much.

At most, you can feel the atmosphere and reminisce about the past.

The main focus is on maximizing the emotional value.

While expressing her feelings, there was a hint of soft light in the old lady's cloudy eyes as she looked at Qiaoqiao.

From then on, on the long journey of life, there was a person like Qiaoqiao who I cared about.

This was an unprecedented experience for her as she had no children.

After the reunion dinner, it was still early.

Just as Wu Wei sent Old Mrs. Zhao back to the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man in a blue Zhongshan suit coming to the door.

In his behavior, he was particularly respectful to Old Mrs. Zhao.

Old Mrs. Zhao put away her guard and became serious again.

After a conversation.

The middle-aged man left a letter of introduction and two train tickets and left.

Wu Wei looked at the tickets and saw that they were two hard seat tickets.

Although it would definitely not be comfortable to sit there all night.

But these days, having these conditions is enough, and I am already very satisfied.

Wu Wei took the letter of introduction and the ticket and said to the old lady, "Thank you. I'll bring you a gift when I come back."

Old Mrs. Zhao immediately turned her face away, looking as if no one cared about her.

When he returned to his own yard, he saw Yang Qiaoqiao staring at the tattered clothes behind the 28-inch bicycle, puzzled.

"Can't figure it out?"

As expected, Yang Qiaoqiao nodded in confusion.

Wu Wei kept it a secret and said, "I'll tell you tonight."

He then handed her the train ticket, letter of introduction, and the 1000 yuan given by Old Lady Zhao.

Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the big unity in the envelope and asked, "Is this money?"

Wu Wei did not hide it and said, "The old lady gave it to you. She said it was for your living expenses after you settle down in Shanghai."

Yang Qiaoqiao was so anxious that she blurted out: "How can I take her money?"

After saying that, without waiting for Wu Wei's reaction, he rushed to the next room.

Wu Wei did not stop him, but returned to the main room and thought carefully about this trip to Shanghai.

Not long after, Yang Qiaoqiao came back with the envelope given by Old Lady Zhao in her hand.

It seems that it cannot be pushed away.

Wu Wei was not surprised at all.

As a national model worker, although Old Lady Zhao is alone and widowed, she looks very pitiful.

But in fact, this old lady is not short of money at all.

The less Qiaoqiao wanted her money, the more willing she was to give it to him.

On the contrary, if Qiaoqiao had gone for her money from the beginning, it would not have been so easy.

The main theme is 'I can give, but you can't take'.

Wu Wei can understand this mentality very well.

Because that was how he was in his previous life.

The wealth accumulated over a lifetime is something you cannot bring with you when you are born and cannot take with you when you die.

In the end, they were childless and were destined to benefit Qin Xiuru and her two children.

But they still insist on fighting and snatching.

There is absolutely no need to keep silent about it, as it will only discourage people.

It was night in a blink of an eye.

Yang Qiaoqiao finally understood the purpose of these tattered clothes.

After a brief moment of novelty and curiosity, the joy soon wore off.

Because there were too many treasury bills and cash to sew into the clothes.

I sewed until late at night, which not only delayed my work, but also caused me to sew in my dreams.

So much so that the next morning, both of them overslept.

It was not until there was a knock on the door outside, causing Xiao Hui under the eaves to howl fiercely, that Yang Qiaoqiao woke up. She removed the big hand from her chest, dressed and got out of bed quietly, fearing that she would accidentally wake Wu Wei.

Wu Wei finally woke up: "Who is it?"

"I don't know. I can't hear the sound clearly." Qiaoqiao said softly, "You go back to sleep. I'll go out and take a look."

Since he was awake, Wu Wei simply stood up, dressed and said, "I'll go with you."

Not many people know about this courtyard.

Even fewer people would come knocking on your door early in the morning.

Fortunately, when I opened the gate, I saw that the person coming was none other than him.

It was the third sister Xiuchun and Xiong Hui.

Not only did both of them have white frost on their foreheads, but Xiuchun was also holding a basket in her hand.

"Qiaoqiao, I'm here to see you off and bring you some dumplings."

Eat dumplings when you go out and eat noodles when you come home.

When Qiaoqiao saw that someone was thinking of making dumplings for her as a farewell gift, she was immediately moved.

So much so that when he looked at Xiuchun, his eyes were filled with gratitude but also guilt.

It seemed as if she was to blame for not being able to become Xiuchun's sister-in-law in this life.

Xiuchun glanced at her second brother with a reproachful look and quickly pulled Qiaoqiao away.

After Wu Wei left and threw a cigarette to Xiong Hui, he walked towards the main room and said, "I'm not home for a while, please take care of me."

Even if Wu Wei didn't say it, Xiong Hui would do it.

But Wu Wei insisted that Xiong Hui would only do better when he felt trusted.

"Don't worry, brother."

After agreeing, Xiong Hui quickly took out a match and lit it for Wu Wei first.

Then he nodded to himself and said, "Brother, are you going to Shanghai suddenly this time also for the treasury bonds?"

Wu Wei nodded and said without hiding anything: "Go explore the way and see if it is appropriate to take action."

After all, treasury bond transactions are not yet legal and compliant.

All the troubles cannot be made public.

But the purchase price in big cities will always be higher than that in small counties.

Xiong Hui sensed the risk and uncertainty in the words and did not ask any further questions.

Soon, the dumplings were put into the pot and the water boiled three times.

Xiuchun made dumplings all night and didn't keep any. She cooked them all.

When it was served, five large bowls were filled, and each one was round and full.

Can't finish it, can't finish it at all.

Seeing this, Qiaoqiao suggested, "How about I send some to Grandma Zhao next door?"

Wu Wei immediately raised his hand and said, "Hurry up, dumplings don't waste your teeth."

As soon as Qiaoqiao left, Xiuchun took the opportunity to ask, "Second brother, what are you going to do with this house in the future?"

Wu Wei understood what his third sister meant. "Of course we should continue to rent it. This will not only give Qiaoqiao a place to think about it, but also allow us to take care of the old lady. And when the spring comes next year, when the house is demolished and rebuilt, you and Xichun will have a place to stay."

It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

Xiuchun felt relieved, this was a good arrangement.

It was also while Qiaoqiao was away that Wu Wei remembered to ask, "Has Yang Gang done anything weird these past two days?"

Xiuchun was stunned. She had completely forgotten about this person.

After thinking carefully, I remembered that he was Qiaoqiao's brother.

Then he shook his head and said, "No."

Then Wu Wei explained, "Aunt Wang just received her wages yesterday. I was really worried that Yang Gang and his wife would find out and come to our house again."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Qiaoqiao left and came back.

Everyone wisely stopped chatting so as not to make Qiaoqiao worried.

After finishing the dumplings, Xiuchun went back first.

Before leaving, he held Qiaoqiao's hand and repeatedly gave her instructions.

Seeing that the two were about to throw pearls at each other, Wu Wei interrupted and said, "Go back quickly, let's pack up and leave."

It is true that the train is on tonight.

But before that, the two had to rush to Pengcheng Railway Station.

(End of this chapter)