Chapter 353: In poverty on the bustling streets, no one inquires; wealthy in the mountains, distant relatives appear
"It’s been about a month," Qiao Qingyu declared.
"How do we sell them after they’ve grown?"
"There’s no rush, just call me when they’re as tall as your palm."
He Juanjuan nodded doubtfully but agreed nonetheless.
Granny He squinted her eyes. Wasn’t this girl the one who complained about dirt being dirty, about soil under her nails being disgusting?
Heh, looks like she’ll have something to keep her occupied in the future.
Qiao Qingyu wasn’t at all worried that He Juanjuan would be idle and reap benefits without working. With Granny He overseeing everything, one shouldn’t underestimate her; the old lady was formidable indeed.
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In the blink of an eye, He Xiuyu, along with Qiao Qingyu and Rongrong, boarded the train bound for Xichuan.
Although He Xuerong knew that no one would leave her behind, the moment she sat down in the train sleeper and waited for the clattering train to speed away from Beijing’s platform, heading northwest, only then did the little girl finally exhale a long breath. Without saying a word, she joyfully rolled around on the bunk and just smiled at Qiao Qingyu.