Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Cao Qiulan is a simple woman. Although she knows that no one else has money at this kind of banquet, she still understands the common sense and etiquette of giving gifts on her birthday, and it is her daughter's will. She should not be timid.

With such thoughts in mind, she mustered up the courage to hand over the things.

Simple and elegant tightly tied a beautiful knot, clean and simple, if it were placed in the home of ordinary people in the capital, it might be a decent gift, but at this time, at a banquet with tens of thousands of people, a small gift box , looks shabby and ridiculous.

After receiving Han Yan's instructions, Leng Yuexin stood up from her seat and greeted her, "Hehe, Auntie, let me see, what delicious food did your daughter make?"

"Hey, thank you, thank you for this little girl." Because of her inferiority, Cao Qiulan never dared to look up and face the eyes of the crowd, and it was embarrassing to stand on her own. At this time, a girl with a good voice came forward to help her. Full of gratitude.

The gift box was taken over and placed on Mrs. Cao's side, on the edge of the table, Leng Yuexin opened the box and praised, "Yo, it's packaged so carefully, I don't think this silk scarf is cheap. Bar."

"Yes, yes." Cao Qiulan answered every question she had. Seeing someone complimenting the packaging, she immediately showed a simple and honest smile, "A kind-hearted young man took me to buy it, saying it was a famous brand, and it cost fifty a piece. ."

As soon as her mood relaxed, her mouth quickened. After she said the price, she heard a few puffs of laughter not far from the field, and her heart tightened, knowing that something was wrong with her.

"Fifty for one piece? Hehe, it's really expensive, where did your aunt come from?" Leng Yuexin seemed to not mind at all.

Cao Qiulan shrank her neck. She didn't dare to speak any faster at this moment. She timidly replied, "Luosheng, Lincheng, are relatively remote, you may not have heard of it."

Hearing this, the laughter suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere became a little more subtle.

Lincheng, Los Angeles, they have heard of it, and it was not long ago.

Cao Qiulan didn't know what she said wrong. At this time, she saw that the gift box had been opened, and lying in the box were round and fluffy pastries, without any decoration, resting on the tabletop with dark patterns of colored glaze. , looks bleak.

Leng Yuexin laughed lightly, her voice a little surprised, "Hehe, it turns out that it's really a cake. Auntie is really interested, but I don't know if this thing has an expiration date?" She said doubts, Cao Qiulan didn't have time to answer, However, Leng Yuexin's words were sharply pointed at the other side, "I heard that Yuncheng is not far from Lincheng, you should eat a lot of this kind of cakes, right? Song Ye, aunt brought snacks, no Do you know what gift you brought to the old lady?"

Hearing this, Cao Qiulan could no longer restrain her drooping gaze. She raised her head abruptly and saw the opposite side two meters away. Standing there was Song Ye, who had been with him for three days on the train. She opened her mouth. She wanted to ask why she was here, but the crisp sound of the ceramic slamming on the ground shocked her, and when she turned around, her box of carefully prepared cakes had already smashed to the ground.

Mrs. Cao sat upright in her seat and retracted her hand, her old face was still calm, "Yuexin, it's not safe to put things there. But forget it, it's not something that can be used on the table, it will be broken if it breaks. , will be cleaned up later."

The old lady's careless hand made it so wonderful that Leng Yuexin admired her so much. After she responded sweetly, she didn't even give Cao Qiulan a word of comfort.

The honest lady stood there in a daze, with a biting cold in her heart. The cakes made by her daughter who stayed up late, and the gifts she couldn’t move after being hungry for three days on the train were thrown away like garbage that couldn’t be put on the table. on the ground.

"Auntie..." Cao Qiulan shouted loudly.

But Mrs. Cao interrupted her words instantly, "Okay, I'm not one of your aunts because of your appearance, so let's go down and get the money, not just anyone in the Qin family can climb high. up."

Indeed, the relationship between Mrs. Cao and Cao Qiulan has been around for a long time, and the seniority is not clear. This auntie is just an intimate address. Before, she felt that the other party sincerely invited her, even if the mountains and rivers are far away, she had to come here, but she never thought that she would face such a face-to-face relationship.

With the conscience of heaven and earth, she didn't even want to come to cling to the Qin family, nor did she come to beg for food.

She, who has always been quick and nagging, was so aggrieved at this moment that she was speechless. This was the first time she wanted to cry since taking up the responsibility of the family.

The layman watches the fun, but the layman watches the doorway.

Many of the guests present were all cunning and cunning in the shopping mall, so how could they not see Mrs. Cao's innuendo today.

She was not targeting Cao Qiulan, but Song Ye, who was also from the countryside and had no identity background.

Cao Qiulan could never have imagined that her trip to Beijing was just a pawn used by a scheming woman to trample Song Ye's self-esteem. She gritted her teeth, blushed, and finally said the only sentence tonight. With confidence, "I didn't want to covet a penny from your Qin family. I'll take my things with me." After speaking, the woman squatted down on her fat body, endured the sadness and humiliation, and picked up the items scattered on the ground. pastry.

At this point in the play, the protagonist should almost be replaced. Madam Cao looked coldly at Song Ye from the corner of her eyes, opened her mouth to resume singing, but suddenly saw her move. On the floor, there was a crisp sound, until it stopped beside Cao Qiulan.

Cao Qiulan only saw a pair of white leather shoes parked in front of her. Then, the owner of the leather shoes squatted down and reached out to take her cake. Looking up again, she saw that familiar face, "Song Ye..." She didn't expect that in this situation, someone would be willing to lend a helping hand for her.

In the next second, in front of so many guests, Song Ye put the cloud cake that fell on the ground into his mouth. Just as Cao Qiulan was about to stop her, she told her that it was dirty and not to eat, when she heard that something had already been eaten. After being swallowed, the boy's cold and peaceful voice resounded throughout the hall, "Aunt Qiulan, this kind of face has never been given by others."

No matter whether others look up to you or not, the key is to look up to yourself.

These words were loud, echoing in the banquet hall for a long time, and like a heavy slap, they slapped the faces of everyone.