He Xiuyu opened it and looked at it. The two jars were filled with lard. One jar was half a jar and it was also lard, while the other jar was actually peanut oil.

He Xiuyu was stunned for a moment, with beautiful peach blossom eyes. He thought it was bought by Qiao Qingyu in the big market, and his voice was smiling, "I thought I could give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to buy so much, so I spent a lot of money..."

Now his salary has increased again, and the monthly bonus and subsidy is higher than the basic salary, which is nearly 300 yuan a month.

Not to mention the base, this is OK in the entire China.

He thought that he would pay one week later, but this month would be 100 yuan less than last month's benefits, because he had exchanged that 100 yuan benefits for other rewards.

I don’t know if the money in Qiao Qingyu’s hands is enough.

Qiao Qingyu didn't realize anything at this time and said indifferently, "I bought the small jar from the big market. It cost twelve yuan, and the jar also asked me for one dollar. The remaining three jars were all brought by Lu Ye just now."

He Xiuyu's hand was retracted bit by bit, and the smile on his face seemed to fade away bit by bit. He raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Qingyu who was busy in the kitchen, and said in a warm voice, "These three jars cost a lot, right?"

"He doesn't need money for the time being, so I'll help him contact soybeans and use this to pay."

He Xiuyu frowned, and for some reason, he felt a little bored in his heart.

"How did he know that there is no oil in our house?" He Xiuyu asked casually.

"I happened to meet him when I went to Xiaxi Commune."

Qiao Qingyu seemed to notice that He Xiuyu's tone was different from the past. She slowly straightened up. At this time, Qiao Qingyu was holding a pot of vegetable buns filled with cabbage oil.

Millet porridge was boiled under the big iron pot, and the fire in the furnace was burning red. Not only was her back sweating, but her forehead was also sweating.

He Xiuyu hurried over and took the rice bowl containing the buns from her to the living room.

He placed the buns on the square table, which was configured by the base. The dilapidated tables in the old yard in the old family would naturally not throw them away, so he placed them in the study as a desk.

Now there are two dishes on this wooden table, one is the chopped pepper and coriander he likes to eat, and the other is the cucumber with minced garlic.

He turned around and went to the kitchen again, suppressed his uneasy mood, and said in a warm voice, "You go and wash your face. Look at you sweating profusely, I'll come here."

Qiao Qingyu looked up at He Xiuyu, wanting to ask him if he was unhappy because Lu Ye knew that there was no oil at home.

She was very thoughtful and naturally felt that she would not misunderstand He Xiuyu's thoughts, but the man didn't say it, so she couldn't ask directly.

Qiao Qingyu was a little irritated.

Aside from his favorable feelings for He Xiuyu, Qiao Qingyu actually doesn't think that marriage life can bring any benefits to a girl.

Endless housework?

Be careful in dealing with people and things?

Or don't hurt the head of the family's self-esteem?

He Xiuyu looked at Qiao Qingyu, whose face was a little cold, so he only smiled, and then began to put all the porridge in the rice pot into the basin and took it to the living room.

At this time, He Xuerong had cleaned herself up and sat obediently on the chair.

The dinner was very quiet, and Rongrong also noticed that her uncle and aunt seemed to be a little different from usual.

The little girl is very smart and knows that she can't chatter at this time. She finished her meal obediently, then ran to the study, stood on the chair and turned on the desk lamp, and then sat down and opened the primary school textbook...

He Xiuyu helped Qiao Qingyu wash and wash it, just like usual.

Qiao Qingyu felt a little annoyed when he stood beside him, so she started to rush him, "You go and do your work. You don't have to do this, otherwise you will be busy until the second half of the night."

Qiao Qingyu knew that before marrying her and Rongrong, He Xiuyu's activity venue was the office and dormitory, and sometimes he simply lived in the workshop directly.

There was no major change after marrying her. Except for the original owner who hangs her and will come back to see her, he is still busy all the time. Then Rongrong comes back. At first, he can only go back once a week. After moving to the new family yard, he only starts to and from get off work normally after he moves to the new family yard and gets close to the office.

But for him, getting off work is not just about getting off work. When it is late at night, the lights in the study are always on.

This has been especially true recently.

I don’t know if this feeling is heartbreaking, but Qiao Qingyu knows that He Xiuyu is doing a big thing, and there is no need to use him for washing and tidying work in the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, He Xiuyu didn't say anything, and still followed her to clean the kitchen as before, and the two went to the pergola outside.

It is early September, and although the sun is still bright, the temperature at night is much lower.

Qiao Qingyu was thinking again that she didn't have time to knit sweaters and pants, so while the weather was good these days, she should find out the sweaters and pants at home and wash them and dry them. Although the northwest is dry, the rain is not a drop.

If the wind blows, a layer of wind and sand will fall on the clothes hanging outside, so you should take out these autumn clothes while there is no wind.

He Xiuyu didn't know what Qiao Qingyu was thinking. When Qiao Qingyu washed her hands, he handed her soap, and when he wiped her hands, he handed her a towel...

Qiao Qingyu thought about something in her mind, and naturally took it over. When she came to her senses, she found that He Xiuyu was standing straight beside her, with her lower eyebrows and eyes flowing with a warm luster. It seemed that standing in front of her, he would take down all his defenses.

He also reached out to clean her hair.

Qiao Qingyu's heart softened and glanced at him, "Go and do your business."

He Xiuyu didn't leave and said to Qiao Qingyu, "You don't have to keep rushing me, I'll just say a few words to you."

"Then you tell me quickly." Qiao Qingyu added with concern, "Although you are still very young now, you can't always stay up late."

He Xiuyu clenched his hands. Although he felt that the jars of oil placed in the cabinet were particularly annoying, based on the analysis, he wanted to be with Qiao Qingyu well and go on for a long time, and when encountering things, he had to be open and honest.

Because Qiao Qingyu is very thoughtful and keen, she is sometimes very realistic and will draw a conclusion for herself in the fastest time.

"Comrade Xiao Qiao, I don't intend to hide my thoughts. I just think that the food, rice, oil and salt at home are the business of us, so after learning that those jars of oil were brought by Lu Ye, I was instinctively uncomfortable."

Qiao Qingyu looked up at He Xiuyu. Under the night, the man was in a state of confusion, but he was very frank.

"What's wrong with this? What's the relationship between friends' helping each other has to do with the food, rice, oil and salt between us. Moreover, we can't make this food, rice, oil and salt, so don't we have to buy it outside?"
Chapter completed!