Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

In the midsummer season, the crayfish shell is a bit hard, not suitable for garlic, and the family doesn't like spicy food, so she decided to make thirteen flavors and cook it herself. I was snatched by my mother to handle the crayfish job!

She found a lot of spices in the vegetable garden behind her home.

This girl has been to J City for six years and has also learned how to cook. The braised pork she cooks is truly amazing! If it wasn't for her that there were guards with guns following her everywhere, Lao Qiao would really suspect that Ye Qiao had been a fire girl in the old Ye family for several years!

Seeing the girl in the kitchen cooking shrimps in a decent manner, Old Joe sat in the yard, smoking dry cigarettes, with his eyes full of relief.

At dinner, when a big pot of thirteen-flavored crayfish was on the table, the whole family was dumbfounded by the smell of the aroma and garlic.

Seeing the big guy eating with relish, he praised him again and again. Old Joe, who was taboo of anti-inflammatory drugs, couldn't eat it. He didn't believe how delicious this crayfish was. "What's so delicious about this ghost, except for its shell?!"

"Dad, this is just a taste. The crayfish made by Qiao Qiao is so fragrant, it subverts my previous prejudice against crayfish!" Sister Qiao is also a foodie, and praised while eating.

Old Qiao still looked disgusted, but the fragrance was really attractive.

The corner of Ye Qiao’s mouth rose up triumphantly, thinking, don’t look down on crayfish. Ten years later, many people have made money from it!

Ten years later, the river was seriously polluted, crayfish almost disappeared, and they all had to rely on artificial breeding!

Ye Qiao peeled the crayfish, and the speed was staggering! While peeling and eating shrimp, discuss the livelihood of the family in the future.

"Sister, I taught you the Liangpi, how are you doing?" She planned to let the eldest sister set up a stall on the street to sell snacks, and sell Liangpi and cold noodles. They don't have any on this street yet.

In the previous life, the eldest sister was struggling, guarding the field, she was exhausted and she didn't make a lot of money, and she got a sickness when she was in her forties.

Her classmates who do business on the street are doing well.

"Qiao Qiao, what I did is good! No one is steamed now! However, your brother-in-law thinks that I'd better farm at home, in case this cool skin doesn't make money..." Sister Qiao hesitated.

"If you haven't tried, how can you know that you don't make money? Sister, how white before we got married, and now she looks like a black loach. Have you made money?" Her brother-in-law is an illiterate countryman, conservative and stubborn.

Sister Qiao nodded, and her brother-in-law let go and let her try first.

"Our land is not planted anymore. We will plant all ginkgo trees in the spring of next year. Mom, you will manage ginkgo in the future. Dad will stop driving the tractor and buy a tricycle to collect peanuts. I will bring you all the capital. As for my brother, I have to see him before making plans!" Ye Qiao said seriously, she had done these ideological work with them a few days ago.

What she said was not just mere rhetoric, she learned the experience and lessons of her previous life. She remembered that a county next door to her previous life became rich by planting ginkgo trees! Moreover, the medicinal ginkgo biloba is very valuable these years, and they have to seize this opportunity. After a few years, the fruit is worthless, so I planted a ginkgo landscape tree.

"Don't believe me what I said! I consulted the Ye family's cousin who works at the grassroots level, and he suggested me so!" Of course, what she said in a girl movie didn't matter, so she moved out the so-called relatives.

"His dad, I think Qiao Qiao is quite reliable. This time, thanks to her for your legs! Fortunately, I didn't believe his uncle's words. I heard that the clinic was closed and many people had problems with acupuncture. Come!" Mother Qiao said, and Old Qiao nodded.

Ye Qiao smiled comfortingly quietly.

In midsummer, it was dark late, after dinner, the sun hadn't completely set, she walked behind the house to digest, and saw the children playing in the distance, can't help but think of her and her friends when they were young.

There was a whistle from behind, and Ye Qiao turned around.

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Kill Matt!