The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 129 Gao Qingmiao, you're dead!

My mother's illness has been resolved, and I feel relieved.

Gao Qinghe suddenly felt that it was time to marry Jiang Baohai.

I suddenly have an urgent need to go home.

She's greedy; even after having a mother, she still wants to find her lost baby.

Huang Ying has been away for so many days, and she is worried that Gao Chongyi will not be able to take care of the rice in her field. She fears that the weeds will grow taller than the rice seedlings.

The mother and daughter were eager to return home and immediately boarded the train for their journey back.

Arriving in Qing County at 3 PM, Gao Qinghe first took her mother to the rented house and then headed to the pedestrian street.

I'm going to see Gao Qingmiao and tell him I'm back.

It was not yet four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly again. Although high school students had already started their holiday, there were still many people strolling on the street.

Moreover, Gao Qingmiao's customer base consists mainly of female employees working in the county town, so the students' holidays have little impact on him.

Unexpectedly, Gao Qinghe didn't see Gao Qingmiao at the stall, but instead saw Sister Hong standing there greeting customers.

"Sister Hong!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Sister Hong, who was busy at work, turned around and exclaimed in surprise:
"Xiao He, you're back? Come and greet the guests. Do you have a size smaller of this dress? This girl wants to try it on."

While talking, he was also giving change to another customer who had already paid.

Just as more guests arrived and they were struggling to attend to them all, Gao Qinghe took over.

First, after calming the newly arrived customers down, I squat down and look for the size in the bag under the stall, hand it to the customer who wants to try it on, and guide them to change clothes in the alley.

At the same time, they can also take care of new customers, offer advice, and help them choose a light blue vest that complements their skin tone.

The girl who tried it on felt the size wasn't quite right, and since she couldn't find a more suitable style, she bought a small silk scarf and left happily.

The person who tried it on later was helped by Gao Qinghe to put together a complete outfit, and was very satisfied, so they paid promptly.

Businesses are always busy for a while and slow for a while. Later on, not many people came; they just passed by and glanced at the business.

Sister Hong handed the money she had collected to Gao Qinghe, complaining:

"Thank goodness you came, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to take care of things. And Xiao Miao too, I told him no, he just dumped the stall on me and ran away."

After saying that, he noticed Gao Qinghe's confused expression and tentatively asked, "You don't know?"

Gao Qinghe retorted, "Should I know?"

Sister Hong slapped her mouth, "Oh no!"

Gao Qinghe narrowed her eyes slightly and asked with a grin, "Where did he go?"

Hongjie coughed twice and whispered in Gao Qinghe's ear:
“While you were away, a young man kept coming to see your brother. He came several times, but Xiao Miao didn’t really pay attention to him the first few times.”

"This guy came again today. I don't know what he said to Xiao Miao, but the two of them left the stall to me, put their arms around each other's shoulders, and left. They said they'd be right back, but it's been almost an hour and they still haven't returned."

Gao Qinghe frowned slightly, but her smile remained unchanged. She asked Sister Hong what the person looked like and if he had any distinctive features.

Sister Hong thought for a moment and said, "Dye his hair green, make him skinny, and your brother calls him Little Hu?"

"Little Tiger, right? The Tiger as in tiger?"

Sister Hong nodded emphatically: "Yes, it's the sound you're talking about. You recognize it?"

Gao Qinghe nodded: "Yes, from the same village."

Sister Hong glanced at her a couple more times, but couldn't detect anything unusual on Gao Qinghe's face.

I thought to myself, since we know each other, then it's fine.

She didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

Hongjie handed the stall over to Gao Qinghe and went back to her own shop.

Gao Qinghe stood in front of the stall and looked around, but couldn't find her coin purse. It made sense; Gao Qingmiao wouldn't have left the money behind, she must have taken it with her.

Looking at the setting sun, Gao Qinghe felt a little irritated. If she didn't return in another half hour, Gao Qingmiao was dead meat!

The noodle shopkeeper brought over the large bone he had scooped out, and seeing Gao Qinghe standing in front of the stall, he greeted her with a pleasant surprise.

"give it to me."

Gao Qinghe took the rice bowl containing the large bone sticks and poured them into the empty bowl at the alley entrance.

She curled her fingers to her lips and whistled.

Soon, the sound of excited running footsteps grew louder as they approached.

Before long, a large black dog, its fur now fully grown and glossy black, led a pack of stray dogs over.

When Xiao Hei saw the noodle shop owner, it barked loudly a few times, startling the owner so much that he immediately ran back to his shop across the street.

Gao Qinghe gave a soft shout, and the fierce dog immediately fell silent, like a well-trained police dog, obediently squatting at her feet.

Gao Qinghe pointed to the rice bowl, "Eat."

Only then did it begin to move.

He first took out a few for his younger siblings behind him, leaving the biggest one for himself to gnaw on with relish.

This daily meat meal is the happiest moment for the stray dogs. They wag their tails happily, their wet eyes gazing longingly at Gao Qinghe, as if they see her as their mother.

After feeding the dog, Gao Qinghe sold two more pieces of clothing. The sun was already halfway up the mountain, but Gao Qingmiao still hadn't appeared.

Gao Qinghe packed up her stall, put the goods in Sister Hong's shop, suppressed her anger, and walked quickly toward West Street.

Zheng Xiaohu's cousin owns a barbershop and a video arcade, which are located around here.

When they arrived at the shop, they found only two scantily clad women lounging by the door, eating sunflower seeds.

The video arcade was completely closed; there wasn't a single person inside.

Gao Qinghe had a premonition that something was wrong.

Turning around, he rushed to the two women, grabbed the one on the left, and questioned her:
"Where is Zheng Xiaohu?!"

The woman was caught off guard when her arm was grabbed, and she was startled.

Another woman reached out to pull Gao Qinghe away, but was stopped by a fierce glare from her.

Gao Qinghe took out ten yuan from the money she had just earned from selling clothes and handed it to the angry woman in front of her.

The woman's expression softened a bit when she saw the money, but she frowned and said, "It should be in the arcade."

Gao Qinghe released her and immediately walked towards the arcade.

The two women watched her hurried departure and whispered curiously, "Zheng Xiaohu actually knows such a beautiful woman?"

"Who knows? Ten yuan, it's mine."

Another woman said, "Everyone who sees this gets a share; give me half."

"Pah, you wish! My hands are all red from her grip. I look so frail, but I didn't expect her to be so strong."

Muttering to herself, the woman suddenly frowned as she recalled the chaotic environment of the arcade.

"Such a delicate woman going to an arcade."

Another woman scoffed, "Mind your own business. Don't you know who we are? Instead of worrying about others, you should worry about whether you can attract more customers. If you can't pay the bills, you and I will suffer."

As he spoke, he glanced at the woman who had taken the money, his expression filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

At that moment, the woman the two were talking about, with her delicate and sweet voice, saw a blond-haired young man surrounded by a group of people at a card table inside the glass door of the arcade.

With a loud "bang," the closed glass door of the arcade was kicked open!

Inside the room, Gao Qingmiao, who was holding a stack of chips and being urged by a group of people to place bets, was suddenly jolted awake by a jolt in her muddled mind.

(End of this chapter)