I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 570 - 564: Can’t Stop Your Mouth?

Tianbao’s wife was singing Chaoxuan’s praises at another table.

Then everyone else joined in.

Someone teased Qiao Ye, suggesting how nice it would be if she also invited Qi Feng to join them for a meal, since he knew Qiao Qingyu and He Xiuyu anyway. With a blushing face, Qiao Ye spoke in a low voice, "Why invite him? He’s not part of our family."

"But it looks like he’s already part of the family, how can he not be?"

"Da Niu, you’re quite impressive now, but Qi Feng is also a popular guy among many girls, you better hold on tight."

"Yeah, don’t let someone else snatch him away."

In her heart, Qiao Ye thought that if there was going to be any snatching, it would have happened a long time ago, and she wouldn’t have stood a chance, but she couldn’t say that aloud. Mortified, she took a piece of chicken breast and put it in her sister-in-law’s bowl, huffing, "Eat, eat. Doesn’t this delicious meat shut you up?"

The room erupted into hearty laughter.

Laughter filled the room, causing the people outside to crane their necks in curiosity.

When you think about it, the Old Qiao Family really has a lot of members.

It could be considered the largest household in the Qiao Family Team.

After returning to the Tenghai Research Base, Little Chaoxuan indeed took several days to get used to everything, but even so, when talking with Rongrong and Xiao Hu, he always referred to "our village" of the Qiao Family Team, even though he had only stayed there for half a month.

Once Qiao Zhicai arrived in Xichuan, he started teaching.

The old shops had all been moved to the department stores in New City, leaving the old premises vacant, so temporarily, a craft factory was set up there.

Zhou Xiaoqin had handled the matter efficiently after receiving Qiao Qingyu’s call, so by the time they arrived in Xichuan, the factory personnel and other necessary facilities were already in place.

Then Qiao Zhicai officially took up his post.

Some called him Mr. Qiao, others Master Qiao. No matter what they called him, Qiao Zhicai felt honored.

And then the first snow fell.

Chaoxuan had been looking forward to making a snowman, and once the heavy snow had stopped, he, along with his son, Rongrong, and Xiao Hu, swept all the snow from inside and outside the courtyard together, really piling up a huge snowman next to the grape trellis.

When it got colder, Qiao Zhicai made some ice lanterns for his little grandson using iron buckets.

These ice lanterns weren’t easy to make, as it wasn’t just a matter of freezing water in a bucket.

Firstly, the bucket had to be special: wide at the top and narrow at the base, what Northern people typically call a ’feeding trough’.

Using such small buckets, the ice lanterns looked beautiful outside with red candles placed in them in the evenings, although they were quite simple.

When it was possible to keep ice lanterns lit outside all night, it meant that the Spring Festival was near.

They said they would take the kids back to the Northern area for the New Year’s celebration, and easy as it sounded, it wasn’t that simple. The craft factory was busy, Qiao Zhicai was out early and back late, then Wu Qianyun had to cook at home and take care of Chaoxuan.

He Xiuyu was even busier, seldom coming home once every three to five days.

Qiao Qingyu, after submitting the financial report of the Agricultural Group, went over to Professor Feng’s place.

The breeding base had developed on a fairly large scale, and they had assigned him quite a number of people.

Among them was Li Bo.

Although Li Bo was no longer Professor Feng’s graduate student, working here as an assistant was still a learning experience. After all, Li Bo had graduated from the Agricultural University, and it would be a waste for her to only do clerical work. She had no intention of doing so anyway.

She wanted to do real work with Professor Feng and Qiao Qingyu.

So that winter, Qiao Qingyu and Li Bo completed the cultivation, observation, and recording of several new varieties in Professor Feng’s laboratory.

These achievements were Qiao Qingyu’s assignments and homework, while for Li Bo, they served as a stepping stone.

Professor Feng’s work wasn’t just supervising graduate students. After all, Li Bo hadn’t made it into the first group of graduate students. Once Qiao Qingyu and the others graduated, Professor Feng would take on another group, and by then she should be ready, although she would be somewhat older than usual.

With this in mind, Li Bo was truly diligent and hardworking.

She even volunteered to take duty during the Spring Festival holiday.

Professor Feng had worked hard these years. His hometown was in the Southern region and he had a house here where his spouse and children would come to visit him during the Spring Festival. Qiao Qingyu and Li Bo had helped him tidy up the house, and after picking them up, they managed to give Professor Feng a break.

But for Professor Feng, how could he possibly stay home all day? So, every day he would still visit the laboratory.

Mr. Zhao encouraged Li Bo’s ambition. At the Tenghai Research Base, what they needed were people with strong abilities. The survival of the fittest would gradually weed out those who were less capable.

He really did not want Li Bo to be eliminated.

Huang Ling was transferred, not to avoid Mr. Zhao and Li Bo.

It was because Professor Feng had always been critical of Huang Ling, but he never held back in terms of technical knowledge. Then, he introduced Huang Ling to Professor Wang at the Jiangbei Base.

After Huang Ling was transferred there, she became capable of handling her responsibilities independently.

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Because of this, Li Bo decided to join the breeding base.

Li Bo’s child and Qiao Qingyu’s son were born around the same time. Her little girl was very pretty and quiet. The nanny took care of her and rarely took her out in the winter.

Unlike Chaoxuan, who was full of energy, running around several times a day.

Qiao Qingyu had warned her own mother not to indulge Chaoxuan’s every whim, reminding her to look after her own health.

Wu Qianyun glared at her daughter, saying nonchalantly, "I’ve looked after several children with my own hands, including the three of you, Doudou and Feifei, as well as your elder uncle and second uncle’s children. I’ve helped with all of them."

"Weren’t you young then?"

Wu Qianyun laughed, "I was young then, but we were not well-off. Now, we eat well, live well, and I’m in a good mood. I actually feel like my mentality is even better than before."

Wu Qianyun’s room had a pot of Soothing Grass. She ate well, slept well, and didn’t worry about things. Qiao Zhicai was also here now, taking care of some matters.

When Qiao Zhicai was at home, he would be in charge of the children, so Wu Qianyun really looked healthier than in previous years.

Only then did Qiao Qingyu feel at ease.

When you think about it, it makes sense. If an elderly person can no longer look after children, that means they’re truly old. But if they can still run around and play with the kids, that proves they’re still quite young at heart.