Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

Ji Qinglan and the other two were shocked when they looked at the magnificent house and the vermilion lacquered gate in front of them. Compared with the Ji family's house that could be seen from the beginning to the end, this house looked grand and spacious, and was a hundred times better than the Ji family's.

Qiao Shaorong carried a bag and supported Qiao Lao, leading the three people into the house. Ji Qinglan had a keen nose and actually smelled the scent of herbs.

"This is our home. You don't have to feel restrained. Just treat it as your own home." Old Qiao spoke very kindly.

Qiao Shaorong was also embarrassed and said, "We just took back this house, and it's still a mess inside, so please don't be disgusted by it."

Ji Qinglan and the other two: ...

Dare not! Dare not? The sudden arrogance caught them off guard.

The three of them standing in front of the gate instantly turned into Liu Laolao.

However, from Qiao Shaorong's tone, the three of them could tell there was a sad story involved, so they tactfully did not ask any further questions.

The house was indeed a bit messy. Apart from the house in the front yard, the backyard had not been cleaned up yet. Even the front yard looked very messy, with some wooden piles and stones that had not been removed in time, which looked like illegal private buildings.

Qiao Shaorong pointed to the five rooms in a row at the entrance and said, "A few of those rooms were cleaned up yesterday. You can live there for now. There's a kitchen on the left, and the side room over there is the toilet."

"Okay, thank you very much. How much is it? We'll pay." Ji Qinglan said.

"Sister Qinglan, why are you talking to me about money? It's so awkward to talk about money!" Qiao Shaorong laughed heartily. He had a good impression of the three simple people. He no longer called them comrades, but directly called them brother and sister.

"Then let's go buy some food and cook a table to thank you two." Ji Qinglan said.

When Qiao Shaorong heard this, he laughed and said quickly, "That's great. You don't know, my grandfather has a very picky taste. I cooked for him myself, but he still despised me."

Old Qiao glanced at his grandson in annoyance and asked, "Is what you cooked edible?"

"Why can't I eat it? I, your grandson, have cooked soup for you. Even if I have no credit, I have worked hard." Qiao Shaorong retorted unconvinced.

"It's either too bland or too salty. Our salt has offended you."

Ji Qinglan smiled as he watched the bickering grandparents and grandchildren. Each of them chose a room. These past few days they were either on the train or in a guesthouse, and they were always worried. Today, he finally felt at ease and relaxed.

Ji Qinglan took off the cloth bag in front of him, and the little black cat inside came out and sniffed around the room. After a while, it jumped onto the table, meowing.

She put her son down from her back and helped him pee. Luckily, the boy cried out "ah ah" when he wanted to pee, otherwise she would have been soaked on the road these days.

Just love playing with her hair behind her back.

When I changed his diaper, this kid started kicking his legs hard and was not obedient at all.

Qiao Shaorong brought two quilts from the main house to each of the three rooms. The quilts and quilt covers were also brand new, and they smelled of sunshine. The three people were deeply moved and hurried to thank him.

After cleaning up, Ji Qinglan carried her son out and went to the kitchen with Liu Yumei.

The kitchen here is also very large, with two stoves, one for an iron pot and the other for two aluminum pots. New bowls are placed in the cupboard, and they look like they have not been used much. Considering that Qiao Shaorong said that he had just taken back the house, these should have been purchased in the last two days.

There was rice in the jar, two cabbages and potatoes on the table, a handful of bean sprouts, dozens of kilograms of sweet potatoes pushed underneath, and a piece of meat hung on the beam.

In addition, there is a coal stove with a lid on the bottom and an aluminum pot on top, which is emitting steam. A pile of coal cakes is piled in a corner not far away.

Ji Qinglan handed her son to Liu Yumei and said, "Sister Yumei, please help me hold him while I go out and buy some food."

"I'll go!" Liu Yumei said quickly.

"No, I'm more familiar with this place than you are. Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, she took a cloth bag and went out.

After leaving the room, Ji Qinglan walked to a deserted place and began to take things from the space. Ten kilograms of meat, two chickens, two ducks, and two rabbits, five kilograms of millet, two handfuls of three-kilogram noodles, two kilograms of brown sugar, two cans of food, and some dried fungus and mushrooms.

The canned food sent by the system contains meat, which can be heated up and eaten with rice.

She placed the wood ears and mushrooms in the space herself.

She accidentally took too much and had to carry it back with great effort.

In the yard, Zhang Jianguo and Qiao Shaorong were dismantling a stove made of stones and carrying the stones to the corner. Liu Yumei was helping to sweep the floor. Xin Cheng was standing in a backpack covered with an old blanket and listening to Old Qiao reading.

When Mr. Qiao was reading, he followed him and said "oh oh".

What a picture of peaceful and tranquil life.

When Qiao Shaorong saw Ji Qinglan coming back with things with difficulty, he quickly put the things down and ran over to take the cloth bag. However, when he took the things in his hands, they were so heavy that he almost dropped them on the ground.

Seeing the meat, chicken, duck and canned food inside, he cried out: "Sister Qinglan, why did you buy so many things?"

"Hush!" Ji Qinglan whispered cautiously, "I just went out and happened to meet a few people. I followed them into a street. There were a lot of things in it and they were cheap. I couldn't help but buy more. Now that the weather is cold, they won't go bad."

Qiao Shaorong had no doubts and thought that Ji Qinglan had entered the black market by accident, but he had just returned and had never been there.

"Sister, thank you for your expense. It must cost a lot to buy so many. I will give you the money as compensation."

"You let us live in your house and you even give me money, treating me as an outsider." Ji Qinglan said angrily.

"Mr. Qiao is in poor health. These are for him to replenish his body."

"No, that won't work. How can I accept so much money from you?" Qiao Shaorong insisted.

Ji Qinglan had no choice but to say, "Don't worry, I'm rich, I don't mind spending these few dollars."

She refused to take the money and took the things to the kitchen. When Liu Yumei saw her come back, she followed her in to help. Old Qiao just took a look and continued to study with Xin Cheng. The little black cat circled around them, wagging its tail, and finally jumped onto Old Qiao's legs and found a comfortable place to nestle.

Qiao Shaorong looked at Ji Qinglan's resolute back, and thought about how she was able to take out milk powder on the train, and thought that she might really not be short of money.

He was not short of money, so he didn't bother about it. He went back to help Zhang Jianguo, while thinking about what he could give to Ji Qinglan.

In the kitchen, Ji Qinglan was discussing dinner with Liu Yumei. They used the chicken to make soup and put some mushrooms in it. The chicken stewed with mushrooms was very nutritious. They cut the meat into cubes and cooked a pot of braised pork with potatoes. They also stir-fried the pork slices with soaked black fungus and some cabbage. The rest was rubbed with salt and hung up to dry for them to eat later.

The two of them cleaned up quickly. They first washed the chicken, chopped it into small pieces and stewed it in a pot. They also cut about two pounds of pork, and then rubbed the rest with salt and hung them up.

Liu Yumei helped to wash the rice and potatoes, and cut the potatoes. After all the preparations were done, Liu Yumei lit the fire, and Ji Qinglan took the cooking job. She put the diced pork into the pot and slowly refined the oil. The excess oil was poured into the oil tank.