I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 601 - 586: People Leave and the Tea Turns Cold (Part 2)

Although his voice was somewhat cold, Zhou Hai did indeed say these words with genuine feeling.

Liu Ying, furious, stood up, her eyes red as she looked at Zhou Hai, her voice slightly choked up, "Old Zhou, let’s not talk about anyone else today, just you and me. You should know how I’ve treated you over the years. Even if that calculation back then was shameless of me, what did you lose?"

At this point, Liu Ying paused because she saw Zhou Hai’s face darken, but she pretended not to notice and continued, "My family background is no worse than the Xiao Family’s. I’m younger and prettier than Xiao Wei. Marrying me wouldn’t have disgraced you."

Zhou Hai least wanted Liu Ying to bring up the past. He stood up and kicked the chair in front of him away, seething with rage, "You still have the face to bring up the past! And Liu Ying, let me tell you, if you want to continue staying in this family, just be an honest and virtuous wife and mother. After Pengcheng graduates, I’ll send him to the army. Only Ruoruo will be left at home, and you’d better be willing to take good care of her. Don’t even think about getting involved in business." freēwēbnovel.com

He certainly didn’t want to be cuckolded again.

Liu Ying, infuriated, felt tears welling up in her eyes, but she was powerless against Zhou Hai.

After all, their being together was not out of love, but because they had slept together first and then had no choice but to stay together.

Feeling both aggrieved and angry, Liu Ying went to the yard.

In her yard, in addition to flowers, she also grew some vegetables which she couldn’t be bothered to care for, so they just grew haphazardly.

Then Liu Ying looked up and saw He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu in the neighboring yard.

The two were under the grape trellis.

The grapes of the He Family hung in bunches under the trellis at this time of year.

Now many people in the base also grew grapes, copying their trellis design, and they often went to ask Qiao Qing for advice on grape cultivation.

She used to look down on them, but now, as she watched He Xiuyu pick a bunch of purple, lustrous grapes and hand them over to Qiao Qingyu, she couldn’t help but notice.

Qiao Qingyu plucked a grape, tasted it in her mouth, nodded slightly, unintelligible in what she said, but then she picked another grape and stuffed it into He Xiuyu’s mouth.

In Liu Ying’s heart, she thought about how it must be nice to be tall; if her family built a grape trellis, Zhou Hai would need to stand on a chair to cut grapes.

In the depths of her heart, in a corner unknown to others, she always habitually compared Zhou Hai to these people and felt that she had been too hasty back then. Perhaps, if she had waited, a different outcome could have been possible.

Instead, she was now like a street rat, so notorious that she dared not return to Beijing.

But she was truly very jealous of that Qiao Qingyu, smiling as she ate the grapes.

Qiao Qingyu was not unaware of the gaze from next door, but she pretended not to see it, turning her back; after all, she wasn’t keen on greeting her. There was nothing to say, as she had managed to get Liu Ying assigned to the office as director over in Pingliang Dam. If she had done her job well, perhaps some past matters would have slowly faded away. After all, she had no blood on her hands, just some disgusting and sordid incidents.

But in truth, Liu Ying had still gotten off lightly.

Yet she herself felt wronged, with no hint of guilt towards Xiao Wei or Zhou Pengcheng and Zhou Zijiao.

He Xiuyu continued to cut grapes and then placed them in a willow basket in the shade.

They planned to bring these grapes to Wu Xiucai’s place in Xichuan.

Speaking of which, since the end of the pandemic, their work had become busier than before, and they hadn’t visited the children and the elderly in Xichuan for a long time.

After the two arrived in Xichuan, Qiao Qingyu couldn’t help but marvel at the great changes there over the past two years. Not to mention the green space, which everyone knew about, but the economy had also changed due to shifts in climate and environment.

On wastelands where Barley Grass was planted, there were now herds of cattle and sheep because, with the wool mill, many farmers were allowed to raise sheep since their wool would always be purchased.

With the cement plant, the roads of Xichuan were being renovated every year.

The streets were widened, and Willow Wood was planted along the roads, with Barley Grass on the lawns.

These are now the two characteristic plants of Xichuan.

They are also the two most planted species in the Northwest region.