I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 390: The Little Animal that Declared Sovereignty

Chapter 390: Chapter 390: The Little Animal that Declared Sovereignty

Zhang Xuanzi furrowed his brow and asked about Han Liuya’s condition, "Can her illness be cured?"

"The problem isn’t very big, she should be able to stand up in a year or two," Wu Hong replied.

"Then what is she unsatisfied with herself?" Zhang Xuanzi could not understand.

Having such a capable body was no ordinary matter.

"...I am not clear about that," said Wu Hong, ashamed.

Beside him, the old lady of the Zhang Family thought for a moment, "Could it be that the girl is ugly?"

Upon this mention, Wu Hong suddenly compared the two, saying, "Qiao Qingyu is very beautiful, while Han Liuya is just average."

The old lady of the Zhang Family and Zhang Xuanzi looked at each other, and the old lady said, "That’s probably the reason."

"Are we just going to stand by and watch?"

Zhang Xuanzi glanced at Wu Hong, "Do you still want to remind Qiao Qingyu?"

Wu Hong smiled and said, "Qiao Qingyu is particularly good to Liu Ge’s daughter, she is a very kind person, but also very intelligent." He added, "And her capabilities are strong as well."

Upon mentioning Liu Ge, the expressions of the two darkened.

They did not like Liu Ge.

Yet Wu Hong desperately wanted to be with Liu Ge, and he wouldn’t listen to anyone else.

For now, Liu Ge seemed calm and controlled; she also had capabilities and could help the Zhang Family if necessary, so Zhang Xuanzi turned a blind eye.

He waved his hand, his face returning to calm, and merely said, "Let nature take its course." Then he closed his eyes, no longer concerning himself with Wu Hong, and soon, he seemed to disconnect from the world...

The old lady of the Zhang Family took Wu Hong and left.

Standing in the courtyard, it was springtime in Spring City, a season of lush greenery and blooming flowers everywhere.

It seemed like a different world from Xichuan.

Even the wind blowing softly carried a hint of flower fragrance.

The old lady looked at Wu Hong, a kindness shining in her eyes, and said, "The old man says to let nature take its course, so let it be."

Simplistic yet complex, those words were.

Wu Hong smiled and nodded, exchanging a few words with the old lady before he turned and left.

Since it was to let nature take its course, then so be it.

He still felt that Qiao Qingyu was the best as herself; he did not like that girl Han Liuya, her eyes were too cold, like a venomous snake slithering through a shadowy bamboo forest.

Though powerful, he was not really interested in collaborating with such a person, but there was no choice, as those with special abilities were becoming scarcer, nearly impossible to find.

In a few decades, they would probably be swallowed up in the vast river of history.

So, if not now, it would really be too late.

...

Qiao Qingyu had already called He Xiuyu in advance, this time without bringing Rongrong because she was in class.

He Xiuyu drove his specially modified jeep on Yellow Sand Road, which would soon be paved with cement.

From time to time, technical workers could be seen measuring the distance along the sides of the road.

Meanwhile, farmers along the roadside were busy with spring plowing; some had finished while others were just starting. The land alongside the road didn’t belong to Qiao Qingyu; hers was on the other side of the hill slope.

As long as the funds were in place, everything was negotiable. This time, He Xiuyu had earmarked two hundred thousand yuan for her Agricultural Base, along with Qiao Qingyu’s own funding, ensuring normal operations.

Qiao Qingyu sat beside He Xiuyu, excitedly watching ahead, where she could already see a faint spread of green in the distance.

He Xiuyu looked ahead, not needing to see to know how bright his wife’s eyes were.

He proudly said, "You have a big hand in this, really."

Qiao Qingyu smiled proudly.

He Xiuyu never exaggerated, especially in matters like this.

Xichuan’s greenery indeed owed much to her efforts, and of course, even more to the hardworking greening armies who planted trees and forests.

After the jeep entered the base, Qiao Qingyu saw workers busily clad in overalls.

The heating installation had already begun.

Qiao Qingyu stepped lightly as she opened the front door of her home.

Her home’s heating system had already been installed.

Then, under the large wall in the courtyard, floors neatly piled up, already polished.

Returning home after several days, noticing the changes in one’s home always brought joy and excitement.

Especially when He Xiuyu, holding his wife’s hand, opened the doors to their bedrooms.

Qiao Qingyu was somewhat shocked.

The first thing that caught her eye was the wooden floor, emitting a wooden gloss.

It wasn’t painted, but was sanded very smoothly.

Facing south was a heated brick bed with a small table beside it; on the west and north walls hung two sets of radiators.

The radiators had already been painted with silver powder, and the pipes were clean and tidy.

The walls of the room had been painted as well, and not to mention the curtains, brick bed mats, and luggage—every time she left and came back, He Xiuyu always made their little home very cozy, even if there was much work this time, but he had first tidied up the room they lived in with He Xuerong.

Not only was it cozy, but it was also clean and bright.

Especially on the small kiln table, there was a glass bottle with a few branches inserted, already sprouting tender green buds.

The entire room appeared exceptionally elegant.

The feeling of coming home was truly wonderful.

Qiao Qingyu threw herself into He Xiuyu’s arms, and He Xiuyu, unable to wait, leaned down to kiss her, then carried his wife onto the kiln...

By the time they had finished their playful romp, it was already afternoon.

After fetching water, cleaning up, and resting for a while, Qiao Qingyu went out to check the other rooms.

He Xiuyu accompanied her, speaking softly, "I cleaned this up a few days ago, but I’ve been too busy these past few days. You don’t need to touch these; I’ll handle them when I have time."

Qiao Qingyu already knew that the flooring was laid by He Xiuyu himself, and he had also painted the house.

Also, the small vegetable garden outside was already prepared with ridges, just waiting for her to decide what to plant.

Now it was the end of the month, the sea buckthorn plants had grown over a meter tall, with light green leaf buds on their branches.

Another spring had arrived.

He Xiuyu was in the kitchen making noodles for his wife.

He Xiuyu’s handsome face wore a smile, his eyes and brows soft as water.

He occasionally lifted his head to watch his wife, inside and outside, the courtyard, moving about like a little animal patrolling its territory and asserting its sovereignty.

Utterly, utterly adorable!

...

The next morning, the sky was dim.

When He Xiuyu opened his eyes, Qiao Qingyu, with her black hair spread out, was lying on his chest, sleeping soundly.

While she slept, she was soft and delicate, like a porcelain doll that could shatter at a touch, but he knew his wife. She was strong in a fight.

This trip to the Qiao Family Team had been beautifully handled by her, both in official and personal matters.

He was even thinking, why not have Tenghai Research Base build a related laboratory at Qiao Family Team?

He was also quite looking forward to seeing what kind of scale Qiao Family Team could achieve under his wife’s management.

He Xiuyu reached out, gently touching her skin.

It was thin and smooth, feeling like a baby’s skin under his fingers; his fingers lingered, only intending a slight touch but nevertheless not wanting to leave, his heart already tenderly melting into a pool of spring water.