Chapter 294 What?! The blade!

Especially his father, a retired cadre, was a rather serious old man.

But he really liked Qiao Changdong.

They say Qiao Changdong is an open-minded, responsible, and adventurous person, and that he will definitely achieve great things in the future.

As for the past incidents of being a gangster, everyone has been young at some point, and we've all been through that age. As long as you don't make any fundamental mistakes, it's not a big problem.

Those relatives of the Meng family who used to gossip have actually been talking less in the last two years.

Because Qiao Changdong has become much more sensible in the past two years, he has even taken up a proper job as a truck driver.

So many years have passed.

Meng Zhengcheng also thought that these things had been forgotten in Qiao Xiaoyun's mind.

I never expected that Qiao Xiaoyun still held this grudge.

Taking advantage of this Chinese New Year, I showed off to my old relatives.

However, Qiao Xiaoyun couldn't show off the TV and refrigerator that Qiao Changdong had bought for her family—yes, the refrigerator was also given to them as a gift.

The family of three could only wear clothes that cost nearly a thousand yuan in total, and keep swaying in front of those people.

When someone asked.

Qiao Xiaoyun, in front of the other party, looked helpless, but her eyes were full of pride and self-satisfaction.

These were bought by her younger brother, Qiao Changdong. He bought three items at once, and the whole family has them. They were quite expensive, almost a thousand yuan. Everyone said they didn't want them, but he insisted on buying them. This kid is good in every way, except that he likes to spend money recklessly.

Anyway, this seemingly complaining but actually smug attitude made all the Meng family relatives who had previously said that Qiao Changdong was useless turn pale.

Nowadays, even a cotton-padded coat, like a military overcoat, costs at most seventeen or eighteen yuan.

A typical cotton-padded coat can be bought for between seven and twelve yuan.

It would be more economical to make it yourself using fabric and cotton.

None of them actually wore a piece of clothing that cost several hundred yuan a year.

But Qiao Xiaoyun didn't get a good chance to vent her anger; she didn't have a smile on her face all day yesterday.

That was the first time in so many years that Meng Zhengcheng had seen her celebrating the Lunar New Year at home, and she was smiling so happily.

Meanwhile, Meng Zihuan was still struggling with Qiao Xiaoyun: "I, I don't want to, Mom, I... I won't, I will be very careful, Mom."

Qiao Xiaoyun didn't say anything unnecessary, she just gave him a look.

Qiao Qiao didn't like playing with firecrackers, Fu Yu had difficulty walking, and none of her cousins ​​were home. Meng Zihuan found it boring to play alone, and on this day, Meng Zihuan barely managed to keep his new clothes.

Unfortunately, on the third day of the new year, Meng Zihuan still ended up with a meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork.

Qiao Qiao was with Qiao Changdong at the time, preparing New Year's gifts for the Pei family.

Qiao Qiao also prepared a portion, which was the spiritual spring water that Xiang Dongyan had previously wanted.

Qiao Qiao originally wanted the aunts and uncles who wanted the spiritual spring water to prepare their own water storage containers.

She has plenty of spiritual spring water in her bracelet space; she could even fill a bucket with it.

However, Qiao Changdong and Yan Liti stopped her from doing so.

Qiao Changdong even went to the cannery himself to buy her a batch of the smallest batch of canning jars, which were only about 200 milliliters in size.

Qiao Changdong and Yan Liti also told her not to tell anyone that her water was inexhaustible. They said that it was indeed available, but not much, and only a little could be used by her own family.

They all said the same thing to Dongyan and the Mo family, and even to the rest of the Qiao family.

Even the dragon marrow grass that will be used for the family in the future will be explained using this same excuse.

Because you can't see into someone's heart, even if you trust someone completely, you can't reveal all your secrets.

Like several aunts, she was able to provide them with the products because she trusted and liked them and was willing to give them the products.

But her aunts don't just have one niece; they all have their own relatives, and those relatives have their own relatives. If this continues unchecked, it will be a disaster.

Qiao Qiao didn't quite understand what Qiao Changdong meant. She felt that if her aunt's relatives wanted some, they could give them some, since there was plenty. However, she was obedient and did whatever her father said.

Moreover, she wasn't sure if she could drink this.

If it's for irrigation, washing your face, washing your hands, or soaking your feet, it also needs to be diluted in the same proportion. Even if someone were to carry a bucket of it out for a long time, without sufficient spiritual energy as a guarantee, Qiao Qiao didn't know if it would spoil.

Using canning jars is indeed enough.

Just as Qiao Qiao took out the glass bottle containing the spiritual spring water from her bracelet space, she felt a black shadow flash past in front of her.

The next second, strings of goose down floated in front of her.

"???" Qiao Qiao.

When she finally recognized the black shadow that had flashed past her as her nimble, chubby cousin, she saw her aunt, Qiao Xiaoyun, following behind him, holding a bamboo stick and looking furious.

"Meng Zihuan, you're dead today!!!" Qiao Xiaoyun pointed at Meng Zihuan, panting, her chest heaving.

"I told you not to go out, not to go out, to stay home obediently, but you insisted on going out! You must have gone out and wandered into the woods again, that's why you made such a big hole!"

"Waaah, Mom, I didn't go into the woods! I really don't know what happened! Waaah, I just played outside with Qiao Zhang and the others for a while. I don't know why this happened..."

Meng Zihuan ran ahead, crying, feeling wronged and sad.

He genuinely didn't know what was going on.

He didn't do anything wrong. He didn't go out to play with firecrackers, and he didn't go into the woods.

When I came back, I had a big gash on my back.

No wonder he felt a chill down his back on the way back, getting colder and colder as he walked. He thought it was just a little colder today than yesterday.

Little did I know, a large tear appeared on my back, and most of the goose down had spilled out.

The mother and son kept circling around the father and daughter until Qiao Qiao was a little dizzy, when Qiao Changdong suddenly picked up Meng Zihuan.

He turned to look at the large gash on Meng Zihuan's back, then frowned and looked rather pale.

"This wasn't a scratch from a tree branch; it's a sharp, clean cut, so it must have been done by someone," Qiao Changdong said as he placed Meng Zihuan in Qiao Xiaoyun's arms after examining him.

"What?! A knife wound?" Qiao Xiaoyun's expression changed immediately.

He rushed over and pulled Meng Zihuan close, anxiously checking his back. Only after confirming that there were no wounds inside except for the torn clothes did he breathe a sigh of relief.

But this only made her angrier.

Because Qiao Changdong's analysis is correct.

The cut on Meng Zihuan's back was not made by a twig or anything like that. If it were made by a twig, the cut wouldn't be neat and would have some rough edges, but this cut didn't. It was obvious that it was made with a blade.