Han Xianglan wanted to slap herself twice.

Sometimes I hate my personality very much, but I just can't control it.

She could not even control what she wanted to say.

She said, "Qiao Qingyu, do you think you are my daughter?"

Qiao Qingyu's whole body was shocked, and suddenly opened her eyes wide. Her hands hanging down beside her were tightly clutching each other, and her heart was uncontrollably jumping up.

If the person standing opposite was not Han Xianglan, she wouldn't care at all, and even Qiao Zhicai wouldn't have given her such an impact.

But this person is Han Xianglan, the biological mother of this body. She gave birth to Qiao Qingyu and raised her.

It is said that no one knows a girl better than a mother!

It also says that mother and daughter are in love.

Admit it?

It is definitely not acceptable!

At worst, she will never return to the Qiao family brigade in the future.

But is it really good to do this?

"...Mom, I know that doing this hurts your heart, which is equivalent to stabbing you in the heart. I also know that I was wrong, but things have come to this point and can never be saved. Are we all looking forward?"

Han Xianglan exhaled a long breath and said slowly, "I haven't seen you for half a year, but you have grown up."

Then he continued, "I heard that you have finished tutoring for junior high school courses. Now you have to get a high school diploma, right?"

"Yes, mom, don't you urge me like this often?"

"Qingyu, I am your mother. We have been mother and daughter for more than ten years. Why do you still use respectful titles to me?"

Qiao Qingyu lowered her head and held her hands together.

At this moment, she really hoped that Han Xianglan was a rural woman who could not read a word and had never even gone out of the Qiao family brigade.

At this moment, Han Xianglan, who had been staring at her tightly, suddenly shook her whole body. She suddenly widened her eyes. She was not far from Qiao Qingyu. When Qiao Qingyu unconsciously stirred her fingers, she remembered that her daughter did something wrong when she was a child, was like this.

But this is far from shocking her.

She was sitting on the head of the kang, but she got off the kang as fast as possible.

He stood in front of Qiao Qingyu almost in the blink of an eye, and Qiao Qingyu was really shocked.

What is Han Xianglan doing?

Then Han Xianglan pulled Qiao Qingyu's right hand without saying anything.

Her eyes were staring at the red mole on the index finger of her right hand.

Qiao Qingyu's heart was beating.

On the first day she wore a book, she wasn't so nervous when facing He Xiuyu.

Han Xianglan was still staring at the red mole tightly. Maybe every mother is like this. Which mother wouldn't remember the birthmark on the child when she smiled?

She clearly remembered that there was a red mole on her daughter's finger. Later, the year when she became suspicious, it disappeared, and it did not appear until she followed He Xiuyu to leave the Qiao family brigade.

It is said that there are gods who rise up three feet tall.

At this moment, Han Xianglan was silently chanting Namo Amitabha.

Her tears were flowing down her eyes.

Then Qiao Qingyu was hugged tightly by Han Xianglan.

Qiao Qingyu didn't dare to move, I wonder what happened to Han Xianglan...

Since she entered the house, Han Xianglan has given her a bit nervous.

It is said that people with a certain degree of sensitivity are a little nervous.

At this time, Qiao Zhicai's footsteps came from the yard, and Han Xianglan was still hugging Qiao Qingyu tightly.

She didn't think about it anymore, didn't care about it anymore, and didn't analyze it anymore.

She patted Qiao Qingyu's somewhat stiff back, not caring about Qiao Qingyu's body's resistance to her. She let go of Qiao Qingyu, turned her head and shouted in a loud voice that she had never seen in her life, "Zhicai, come in and pack up your things quickly, we will go home now."

This sentence is no less than the sound of nature, and Qiao Zhicai is extremely happy.

This house was borrowed by my elder brother. It is a bossless one and can live there forever, but it is not as good as my own family. Besides, when is the time to go, many things have to be arranged for the work in the vegetable garden and the fields of the family, and it will be crazy to stay here.

Qiao Qingyu took advantage of Han Xianglan's inattention and glanced at her right index finger.

Her memory is a little out of touch.

This red mole is not just a red mole, but a door card for her to enter and exit the laboratory space.

But it was obvious just now that Han Xianglan stared at the red mole in her hand.

So there was before?

But why did she think that the red mole suddenly appeared?

Oh, I don’t think about it anymore. Her time travel is originally metaphysics. I still want to figure it out. Isn’t she asking for trouble?

She didn't know when she was crying, and she smiled at Han Xianglan.

Han Xianglan's cold gaze finally became gentle.

She only said one sentence, "Why don't you help mom pack your luggage quickly..."

...

At noon, Qiao Zhicai happily drove the carriage borrowed from the village chief and took his daughter and wife back to the Qiao family brigade.

Qiao Zhicai secretly looked at her wife and found that the sorrow on her face was swept away, and the corners of her mouth were always rising. She and her daughter were very close to each other. The mother and daughter looked very similar, both of them were so beautiful. Qiao Zhicai waved her whip proudly, and the red horse ran faster.

Han Xianglan, who entered the village, always had a smile on her lips.

Everyone from the Qiao family brigade met with big smiles, and some people held her hand and asked her about her long and short questions when they met Han Xianglan.

All of them are happy things.

There was no discordant note from beginning to end.

When he arrived at the door of his house, Qiao Zhicai's heart, which was hanging in his throat, finally fell.

At the same time, I am even more proud.

Not to mention him, even the elder brother placed his hopes on the passage of time, but his Qingyubao solved it so neatly.

Everyone said good things were in pairs, and in the afternoon the postman sent a letter.

It was written by Qiao Mubao.

Not to mention, my second cousin, the road fool, may have been favored by God, so he actually met Qiao Mubao on the street.

These two men are planning to go home at the end of the month.

Naturally, the Qiao family completely relieved.

In the evening, Qiao Qingyu called Han Xianglan into her bedroom, handed her a wallet, and said softly, "Mom, last month, I and Mrs. Li from the base made a shoulder bag and sold it to female employees in the county factory. I made nine hundred, Mrs. Li made six hundred, and I gave my grandma three hundred yuan, and asked my grandma to pay back the remaining foreign debts borrowed by my uncle. "

Han Xianglan said curiously, "What kind of shoulder bag can make so much money?"

"Do you still remember the cloth heads I brought back with my uncle last time? They were spliced ​​with those cloth heads. They sold very quickly. Here is 600 yuan, so you can use it with confidence. This is what I earned myself."

Han Xianglan smiled, "Now you have married He Xiuyu. I'm a good child after you've described it. You're a family. Don't tell the difference between the money, and you can't tell the difference. Mom doesn't care. I used to be just angry..."
Chapter completed!