I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 331: Go to Beijing

He Xiuyu’s visit wasn’t just a trip home this time; he also had part of his work to report; furthermore, he needed to leave some materials and books for the people at the headquarters, and the rest had to be taken back to the Xichuan Research Base. There were other very important matters as well.

Even during the New Year, the office still had staff on duty while the guesthouse was a lot quieter, with no one staying from the first to the third floor.

Not waiting for anyone else to speak, He Xuerong, carrying her floral backpack and pulling a child’s trolley suitcase that Wu Xiucai had brought from abroad, struggled towards the stairs, climbing one step at a time before turning back to He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu," little uncle, little aunt, can we stay in our old room, please?"

He Xiuyu looked at the office worker and smiled, "Please open room 301 for us."

"Alright." The registration was quickly completed, and the worker, smiling broadly, handed the key to He Xiuyu.

The worker was a young girl, her eyes sparkled brightly from the moment she walked in. Of course, she wasn’t just looking at the family of three. Oh, no, Rongrong called these two people little uncle and little aunt, obviously their niece.

But the attractiveness of these three was so high, they were really good-looking.

He Xiuyu walked over to He Xuerong with the key in a few steps and effortlessly picked up her small child’s trolley suitcase, while He Xuerong chattered, "Little uncle, be very careful, don’t knock off the wheels on the bottom."

This child’s trolley suitcase would still be beautiful decades later, let alone now; it had become He Xuerong’s treasure.

Feifei had one too.

Once the winter break was over and she was back home, she could naturally use it too.

Seeing He Xuerong’s chatty excitement, He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu exchanged a smiling glance.

They had arrived in the morning, and Xiao Wu had already gone back because He Xiuyu did indeed have very important work that he had to report to the headquarters immediately, so he wouldn’t be able to return home until tomorrow afternoon.

While Xiao Wu might not know the He Family situation like the back of his hand, he at least understood the basic family relationships, such as the past relationship between He Shan and Wu Qianyun, and now Qiao Qingyu and He Xiuyu had become a couple.

Meng Siqi always harbored some resentment, and He Juanjuan looked down on Qiao Qingyu.

Of course, it wasn’t about looking down anymore, after all, even if Qiao Qingyu didn’t have her famous grandfather Wu Xiucai, she herself had topped the arts college entrance exams last year and had gone to university. Could anyone dare say she was a foolish and ignorant village girl who was illiterate?

That would simply be telling barefaced lies.

But the atmosphere in the He Family was really not great. If He Xiuyu didn’t return, Qiao Qingyu couldn’t bring Rongrong home, Xiao Wu was actually relieved, but he couldn’t say it outright.

Although Qiao Qingyu didn’t know exactly what the He Family was like now, she could faintly guess; the prejudice and grudges Meng Siqi held against her weren’t going to be let go anytime soon, so she didn’t want to invite trouble.

He Xiuyu opened the room, glanced around, and it was clean and tidy. Since it was winter, there was heating, so as soon as he opened it, the room was warm and cozy.

He Xuerong seemed to like it very much; after all, the winters were very cold in Yun City, even though it was already spring and flowers were blooming by the time they arrived, the indoor temperature was not very high.

Rongrong entered the room, quickly took off her coat, and after walking a round inside and outside the room, she happily said, "It’s still the room we used to stay in; nothing has changed."

He Xiuyu put down their things, and then took some items out and put them in another bag, shouldering his briefcase, he rushed to the Tenghai Research Base headquarters.

Qiao Qingyu and Rongrong began organizing their things; they wouldn’t go to He’s house, but He Xiuyu would also be staying in Beijing these days.

So the two of them, one adult and one child, simply took out all their toiletries and other items.

After tidying up, Qiao Qingyu heard the sound of firecrackers outside and watched groups of fireworks in the distance. She also saw some children holding sparklers, walking and setting them off as they went. Unable to contain her excitement any longer, Qiao Qingyu simply took Rongrong downstairs.

The guesthouse was quiet and peaceful.

The attendant, seated in a chair reading a book, hurriedly greeted Qiao Qingyu as she descended.

Qiao Qingyu smiled and said, "We’re going out for a walk."

"Go ahead, go ahead, it’s very lively outside now. As you leave this street, yes, just follow it, turn right at the intersection and walk three hundred meters. It’s filled with lanterns and looks most beautiful right now. You can go and see, there are also snack vendors nearby."

"Little aunt, I want to go see the lanterns."

Qiao Qingyu nodded and said to the attendant, "When Chief Engineer He returns, please tell him I’ve taken Rongrong to see the lanterns and have dinner at the place you mentioned."

"Of course, rest assured, I will relay the message."

After thanking the attendant, Qiao Qingyu led Rongrong in the direction the attendant had indicated, and sure enough, as soon as they turned the corner, they saw it.

Ahead was simply a sea of lights.

Thus, it must be said, Beijing during the New Year was the liveliest.

Even though it was technically the sixth day after the traditional northern saying of breaking the fifth, the festive atmosphere was still in full swing.

However, there were no firecrackers here, perhaps because there were simply too many lanterns. Uniformed police were seen patrolling, quickly stopping any children who attempted to set off firecrackers, also asking those holding sparklers to hold on to them properly.

They even prohibited smoking.

The street was packed with people, yet the order was meticulously maintained. There were vendors selling candied hawthorn, sugar figurines, pottery, paintings, pastries, and even sweet dumplings — nearly everything imaginable.

This made the street vibrant and bustling.

The hanging lanterns were very pretty — rabbit lanterns, watermelon lanterns, palace lanterns, moving horse lanterns...

Qiao Qingyu reminisced about her childhood, when Qiao Zhicai used wire to make palace lanterns for them. To be honest, the ones in front of her didn’t compare in beauty to those her father made.

Her father was indeed skilled with his hands; the two palace lanterns he made still hung beside the Wu Family’s main gate. Therefore, Wu Xiucai and his rustic son-in-law got along rather harmoniously.

There was just one thing Wu Xiucai always found amusing: it was a bit cold now, and Qiao Zhicai liked to keep his hands in his sleeves, a habit colloquially termed "peasant tuck."

Not only he, but Qiao Genbao did it too.

After the old man mentioned it a few times, they didn’t change the habit and he eventually stopped nagging.

Once, he secretly tried it himself and found it surprisingly warm.

Thinking of this, Qiao Qingyu couldn’t help but laugh.

At the end of Lantern Street was a three-story restaurant that looked newly opened, decorated lavishly and grandly.

Even though the street food was appealing, Qiao Qingyu had no intention of letting Rongrong eat outside in the cold wind. Firstly, it was indeed unhealthy; secondly, it might upset her stomach. Since the child was rather young, Qiao Qingyu led He Xuerong into the higher-end restaurant that seemed more suitable.