bayedsolid Chapter 17 She's not going to help the poor.
Chapter 17 She's not going to help the poor.
After finishing her work in the orchard, He Qiaoyun slowly walked back with Sister Xia as it grew late.
Sister Xia asked, "That man today, he wasn't from our Hejia Village, was he?"
"It shouldn't be, his surname isn't He."
Sister Xia started gossiping, "Hey, what's going on between you and him? I went to look for you just now and saw you two chatting in the little house. I didn't dare to disturb you."
He Qiaoyun chuckled helplessly, "It's the little girl I rescued from drowning last time, she's his daughter. I just chatted with him a bit today, nothing happened."
Xia nudged her, "As long as he's single, so what if you two are having an affair? You're divorced and only in your early fifties, still young. I think you two are a perfect match."
He Qiaoyun blushed inexplicably at her words, "Oh dear, don't try to match us up. They just chatted with me for a few more minutes, there's nothing between us."
How strange, she's over fifty years old, clearly no longer a blushing young girl...
The two were walking and chatting when suddenly a flashy blue BMW pulled up beside them.
It's obvious that this is He Ping's car.
He Ping rolled down the car window and greeted them, "Oh, going back now? Want a ride?"
He Qiaoyun didn't even glance at him. Sister Xia forced a smile and said, "No need to trouble yourself, we'll be there soon."
He Ping glanced at He Qiaoyun and said, "Then I'm leaving." He then stepped on the gas, leaving them covered in exhaust fumes and dust.
The two couldn't help coughing. Sister Xia frowned and cursed, "What kind of people are they? So what if they have a little money? They think they're something special."
But one has to admit that this society is all about money. She herself is also driven by money, otherwise she wouldn't be so afraid of He Ping.
He Qiaoyun raised her hand and shook the dust in front of her. "I'm sorry, Sister Xia, he came for me, and you got caught up in it too."
Sister Xia waved her hand, "It's alright, he's just petty."
After arriving home, the two parted ways.
He Qiaoyun entered the house, unloaded the ingredients from the van, took them inside, tidied up briefly, and began cooking.
She tends to skimp on dinner when she's alone, so to avoid washing dishes, she made a braised rice dish.
I stir-fried the ingredients, then put them all into the rice cooker, seasoned them, and went to the living room to wait.
The huge house was cold and deserted.
Last time I came back, I didn't cover the furniture with a dust cloth, and the mahogany tables, chairs, and sofas got covered in dust that I couldn't wipe clean at all.
After a busy day, she was too tired to clean, so she only wiped the rocking chair and lay on it with her phone, waiting for her meal.
Her WeChat group for square dancing is very lively. One of her friends posted a wedding invitation in the group, saying that she was getting married and inviting them all to attend.
This woman is a few years older than her. After divorcing her ex-husband, she met her current partner through a blind date. In her words, she has found true love.
In fact, love at this age is truly love.
The two of them don't need to weigh the pros and cons, there are no conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and no worries about having children.
Since both of them are retired, they no longer need to work or support their families. They receive pensions every month, have money and free time, and can spend every day together, going wherever they want.
Most of the women in the group are retired and have plenty of free time, so they all want to go to her wedding.
The group admin tallied the number of participants, and since He Qiaoyun hadn't replied, they all tagged He Qiaoyun.
Seeing the screen full of @ mentions, He Qiaoyun quickly replied: 【Sorry, I'm busy with the orchard back home. I'll come if I can make it.】
The friend who was getting married replied: "You absolutely must come! My husband has invited a lot of his brothers. You're such a great catch, I'll introduce you to someone."
He Qiaoyun chuckled and replied: 【Okay, I'll definitely be there.】
Perhaps it was the arrival of spring that stirred something within her once-dead heart.
Yes, they're divorced, and Xu Hui has taken advantage of her and married his mistress. Why can't she find her own happy life?
And this wonderful life, of course, needs men to embellish it.
After finishing the pollination work in the orchard, she rushed back to the city and made it to her sister's wedding.
On the wedding day, these divorced or widowed sisters were arranged to sit with a group of men, with men and women sitting alternately.
This isn't a wedding, it's practically a matchmaking event.
He Qiaoyun dressed up specially, arranged to meet a young girl to do her current trendy makeup, and even sprayed on very expensive perfume.
There were her dishes on the table, but not on either side.
The food was delicious, but the men sitting on either side of them weren't very good.
One was thin and bony, the other was pot-bellied; they both had one thing in common: the first thing they asked was, "Do you want to come to my place tonight?"
He Qiaoyun rolled her eyes thoroughly. "Get lost."
Having only a few years left to live is not an excuse for having casual relationships.
She ignored the two men and focused on cooking.
Seeing that she was acting aloof, the two men stopped trying to win her over and went off to flirt with other men.
They switched places, and He Qiaoyun was replaced by someone else.
"He Qiaoyun, what a coincidence!"
He Qiaoyun, who was focused on cooking, was startled by the sound. Before she could wipe her mouth, she turned her head and saw a man with gray hair wearing rimless glasses.
The man looked familiar, but I couldn't place his name.
Seeing her confused expression, the man took the initiative to introduce himself, "My college classmate, don't you remember me?"
He Qiaoyun still couldn't remember, but for his sake, she forced a smile and nodded, "I remember, I remember, you're still so handsome, you're still charming in your old age."
The man was a little embarrassed by the compliment. "You're just as beautiful as before. I heard you got divorced."
This guy wasn't her type either, and He Qiaoyun was too lazy to argue with him like an idiot, so she simply asked a series of questions:
"Yeah, we're divorced. What about you? Are you divorced too? What kind of work are you doing now? Are the kids doing well? Are you in good health?"
The man nodded. "I got divorced a few years ago. After graduating from university, I became a middle school teacher. I got married late back then, and my two sons had just graduated from university. I heard you're already a grandmother."
"Yes, now that the children are all grown up and have their own families, I can finally relax."
The man then asked, "I also heard that you're a boss now, owning both a supermarket and an orchard."
He Qiaoyun smiled faintly, "What boss or not, I'm just trying to make a living."
"Much better than me."
The two chatted casually, but in the end, their true colors were revealed: the man was actually after her money.
She kept saying that her two sons had just started working and didn't have any money, that they were dating, and that housing prices were too high, and that she was complaining about being poor.
She looked at him and said calmly, "You get out too."
The man was taken aback. "What do you mean? What did I do to offend you?"
He Qiaoyun: "You keep talking about your son, it's disturbing my meal, I don't want to hear it."
The man stood up angrily, throwing down the words, "Are you out of your mind?"
He Qiaoyun was not annoyed when she heard this and continued eating.
The three men she met today shattered her hopes of finding a man.
Why create trouble for yourself when you're living such a comfortable life?
Of course, she can have a man, but he must be a normal person and his economic conditions must be better than hers; she's not going to help the poor.