The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 35

He holds the glutinous rice chicken made by Ye Qingshui in his hand. It is cube-shaped. The lotus leaf is opened. The glutinous rice is mixed with the fragrance of the lotus leaf. The chestnut is sweet and soft. The chicken is scented with oil, and it is very rich in one bite. The taste, the sauce is attractive, the rice grains are full of hot water vapor, and it is fragrant and soft.

Ye Qingshui touched Zhou Ke's head, and she said, "The water-finding instrument that Mr. Zhou helped me made, and received a bonus. Ms. Zhou and I are one and a half, and Ke'er carefully collected it and waited for my grandfather to return to him. "

Zhou Ke knew that they were looking for a water meter. During this time, the water in the city was also much more abundant, and the water was basically not cut off. Zhou Ke took many baths comfortably. Later, a reporter came to ask if his grandfather was called Zhou Cunren.

But in the end they were all driven away by grandpa.

Zhou Ke didn't ask for Ye Qingshui's money. He ate and said contentedly: "Sister, grandpa definitely won't want it."

"If Ke'er accepts it, he will surely scold me when he turns around."

Ye Qingshui said, "This is not true." Similarly, this is the country's respect for intellectuals. This is something your grandfather made with wisdom. It can be used for great purposes. It solves the water problem and allows farmers to catch up with the autumn planting. The money is his.

" You take it first, and buy some nutrition for Grandpa. He still works so hard when he is old, and Ke'er can't see it? Grandpa is the only grandpa."

Zhou Ke was silent after listening, and he said with a hoarse voice: "No, no, you can take it back."

Ye Qingshui stuffed the money into their cabinet, turned around and ran downstairs and disappeared.

Zhou Ke pinched the thick pile of great unity, watched it for a long time, and finally sobbed tears.

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Ye Qingshui ran downstairs and stepped on the bicycle very hard.

She also hoped that Xie Tingyu would play the little tune again and let her listen to it, but on the way back, Xie Tingyu didn't play the little tune anymore.

She had nothing to say to Xie Tingyu, and Xie Tingyu did not take the initiative to speak.

Over an hour's journey, it was incredibly quiet.

The bike was ready to ride home, Ye Qingshui jumped out of the bike, and she saw two young people standing by her door as if waiting for someone.

When I approached, I found that one was He Fang and the other was a male educated youth who could not be named by Ye Qingshui.

He Fang finally waited for people, his eyes lit up, but he saw two people walking together intimately one after another.

There was a trace of envy, jealousy, and many complicated emotions in her eyes. It is too thick to melt.

His face is slightly dipped in sunlight, his outline is deep, his brows are handsome, and his tall body is young and energetic.

How much she likes this man! He has excellent knowledge, humility, and even the spirit is so lofty. He has always had a pine-green dream of sprinkling blood for the motherland. For him, she gave up her job in the city and followed him to the countryside. But he ended up marrying a country wife who was no good at all.

He Fang was about to speak, and saw--

Xie Tingyu walked off the seat, grabbed Ye Qingshui in a hand, with a cold apologetic expression: "Wait for a while."