Many places were still messy, so I made do with sleeping that night and spent a few days tidying up, but finally everything was sorted out.
"Go ahead, I made some beans and pickles in my hometown. Why don't you give some to the neighbors in this row? It can be considered as a hello if you don't look up and see each other in the future."
Sun Huifang put the pickles into three cans and prepared them for delivery to her neighbors.
"Take Lingling. Let me see how to build a small house along the street?"
Joe moved forward without even raising his head. He was now focused on this small shop along the street. Anyway, most of the people in this row were covered, so even if the gun shot the first bird, it couldn't hit him on the head.
Qiao Jinling was writing back to Song Yishan saying that he had changed his address. After all, he had agreed to it. Those toys were put into cardboard boxes and hidden under the bed by Qiao Jinling without even opening the newspaper envelopes. He was counting on them to make a fortune in the future.
Sun Huifang dragged Qiao Jinling along. After all, having a child there would save a lot of embarrassment.
They went to the next door first, and after knocking on the door for a long time but no one was found, they had to give up.
The door of the second door was open, and a woman was feeding a child sitting in a small bamboo cart. Her hair was messy, her face had some freckles, and her teeth were slightly bucked. It was these buck teeth that made her look quite young.
The buttons on her neckline were not fastened, and her breasts were full of scenery. Sun Huifang didn't know which way to look.
"Hello, I am the neighbor who just moved here. In the innermost household, just call me Huifang. This is my daughter Qiao Jinling. These are the pickled beans and pickles at my house. You can try them."
Sun Huifang quickly handed over the pickles. Qiao Jinling also called out sweetly, "Auntie."
"Oh, the little girl is so pretty. I was looking forward to giving birth to a daughter, but it turned out to be a boy. My name is He Hongli, and this is my son Dabao. My husband has gone to work and hasn't come back yet."
He Hongli's mouth was like that of a small bird, and her words were sharp and dense, as if she had not spoken in a few lifetimes. During the conversation, she would chew food from time to time and then sip it into her son's mouth.
Qiao Jinling was a little uncomfortable with it. Although she knew that many rural people fed their children this way, it was hard for her to accept that the two rows of big yellow teeth mixed with saliva and chewed something that looked like vomit.
Maybe the child didn't want to eat, so He Hongli lifted up her clothes and stuffed the milk into the child's mouth.
He Hongli's actions shocked Sun Huifang, who thought she could only see such a scene in rural areas.
"Where are we talking about? Let me tell you, this is the house between our two families, have you seen it? Oh, that little mouth looks like it has eaten a child. That woman is not a good thing. The man is in the army.
If she doesn’t come back, who will she show off to by dressing up like a monster all day long?!”
Sun Huifang didn't want to listen to other people's gossip. Just when she was about to find an excuse to leave, she heard the sound of beatings coming from the next door, accompanied by the man's roar: "Old man! Why are you pressing the coffin? Why don't I give you care for the rest of your life? Don't laugh at me.
You are a poor young man. One day I will turn around and I will kill you with money!"
"Hey, the old lady Ge next door is also guilty. She has such an unsatisfactory son. She is spoiled in old age and her wife is gone. The tree has big branches and the National People's Congress has divided the family. It was not long before the family was separated. Every three days.
You’re here to ask for money, you’re really not a thing! Hehe!”
He Hongli spat thick phlegm on the ground like a bullet coming out of her chamber, and then rubbed it away with the soles of her shoes.
"That's quite pitiful."
After Sun Huifang finished speaking, she watched a man come out cursing, got on his bicycle and left.
"Then I'll go over and take a look, and we'll talk later."
"Okay, I'll have someone to talk to from now on."
He Hongli said, blowing her nose and wiping it on the door frame. Qiao Jinling had been leaning on the door frame and was getting bored, but now she quickly stood up and didn't dare to lean on it anymore.
Sun Huifang said hello in a low voice. The things inside were messy. There was an old lady with gray hair, wrinkles on her face, and a skinny body. She was wearing a pair of very fat crotchless trousers, which made the trouser legs look like two big pockets. When she saw Sun Huifang and the others coming, she was tumbling.
Two big bags came whirring over.
"Hello, I made you laugh."
Mrs. Ge was embarrassed and a little embarrassed.
"We didn't see anything. I'm a new mover, so I live in the back. These are beans and pickles, pickled at home. I put a bottle in there for you to try."
Sun Huifang put down the pickles and quickly took Qiao Jinling home. She felt that she was a bit reckless and should not go when others were in a panic.
As soon as Qiao Jinling came home, she and her mother looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. It seemed that they felt the same way. Forget it, even though they were neighbors, they didn't live together every day.
The small houses along the street were quickly built, and they were connected to the home and installed with a door. This way, it would be much more convenient to do business in the front and home in the back.
Qiao Jinling also slept separately from her parents. She chose a small room facing the sun on the second floor. The bed was placed next to the big window. Lying on the bed, she could see the blue sky and white clouds, with the clouds rolling in and out.
"Yawn~ I'm so sleepy~ I'm really not used to this summer time."
Joe yawned forward and shed tears.
"Who says otherwise? If you can't go to bed early, you have to get up early. However, we advocate saving resources. If you set the time forward by one hour, you will not only go to bed an hour earlier, but also have to get up an hour earlier."
Sun Huifang had no intention of complaining. She just felt that her routine of getting up and rest was disrupted, and it didn't matter if she got up a little early. Qiao Jinling was not affected at all. Anyway, she would wake up naturally no matter what time it was. When school starts in September, daylight saving time would stop, and she would set it back one more time.
Hours later, it returned to normal.
Time flies so fast, Qiao Jinling calculates that it has been almost a year since she was reborn, and she will be 7 years old after her birthday. But she has to go to the first grade again.
Qiao Jinling didn't dare to be willful anymore. Since her father asked him to stay well in school, she would show it to him. After all, parents still see the results.
Qiao Xiangqian also asked a carpenter to build a small table for her. The old father expressed that he was very satisfied. With such learning conditions, his daughter would definitely be able to enter college.
Qiao Jinling was sitting in front of the desk, sitting on a bench, her feet could not reach the ground. But that was fine, it would be much more convenient for her to write articles for "Imagine the Future" magazine.
Qiao Jinling was not used to having her own quiet space. She walked to the balcony and saw a woman in the courtyard next door.
After the woman was busy pacing back and forth in the yard, she suddenly turned around, met Qiao Jinling's eyes, and smiled.
Since Qiao Jinling was reborn, she has never seen such a beautiful woman. Although she is thin, she is not thin, her eyebrows are classic, and her curly hair is messy and disheveled, giving her an old-fashioned lazy beauty.
Her forehead is very full, she has beautiful peaks, her mouth is curved when she smiles, and her whole person is like a ripe peach, exuding the sexy charm exclusive to mature women.
This woman was a little different from what Liu Qingqing said, but as soon as Qiao Jinling looked at her, she knew she was a woman with a story.