I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 311: The Beautiful Facade of So-Called True Love

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: The Beautiful Facade of So-Called True Love

After all, this place was far from the county hospital, and besides, rural people rarely went to big hospitals when they fell ill, preferring to solve it with their own traditional methods.

Han Lishi was indeed skilled in traditional Chinese medicine, so everyone trusted her a lot.

There were village rascals who went to steal from her house, but they didn’t expect to be kicked out the door by Han Lishi.

So no one dared to mess with her again.

As for her granddaughter, almost no one had seen what she looked like, as she was always lying inside the house. It was said she was ill, so people also didn’t insist on entering the house to check on her.

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Qiao Qingyu had nearly completed several major plans for the semester. She had also secured a sum of money for the student council, funding students from impoverished families. Of course, she couldn’t always pull in funds—she needed to generate income too.

As for how to make money, Qiao Qingyu had plenty of ideas.

Also, the winter vacation was coming soon, which was great—she could sleep in and cuddle with her boyfriend He Xiuyu every day.

Lost in thought, Qiao Qingyu nearly bumped into someone coming her way; she got startled, realizing it was Li Bo, then her expression softened.

They weren’t strangers after all, so Qiao Qingyu smiled casually and asked, "Where are you heading?"

"Qiao Qingyu, I need you. I want to talk to you for a moment."

"I’m busy, though," Qiao Qingyu expressed, showing no interest in talking to him.

"Qiao Qingyu, it won’t take more than a few minutes," pleaded Li Bo with a sorrowful expression. "Qiao Qingyu, please, I just want to talk to you for a moment."

Qiao Qingyu, "..."

Was he relying on her sympathy for her mother, or did he think she was soft-hearted?

Qiao Qingyu helplessly led Li Bo to the student council meeting room. Here, it was just the two of them. After closing the door, Qiao Qingyu said, "What do you want to talk about? But let me tell you, we are about the same age, I might not know much more than you."

Li Bo shook his head. He didn’t see it that way. From the time he started school until now, which had only been a few months, no one dared to underestimate Qiao Qingyu anymore.

The reason no one dared to look down on her wasn’t about who she had behind her. It was because her abilities were truly exceptional, and everyone almost unanimously respected her.

Plus, talking to her clarified things in a way that felt enlightening.

Not wanting to waste Qiao Qingyu’s time, Li Bo told her everything he had experienced from his mother’s death up to now.

At the end, he cried and stretched out his hands for Qiao Qingyu to see, "I can’t cook. My hands are covered with cuts, and I still have to wash their clothes."

Qiao Qingyu looked at Li Bo. She had been too busy lately; she hadn’t had the time to pay him any attention. Even living in the same dormitory, they sometimes didn’t speak for an entire day. She couldn’t even spare time for her beloved husband and niece, let alone Li Bo.

"Your father is busy with work, your stepmother is pregnant, and you do the laundry and cook on Saturdays when you go home. Isn’t that normal? They don’t hit you or scold you, they don’t abuse you, and nothing they do is illegal. Who can you complain to..."

"But they lied to me, they’ve always lied to me since I was little. Now that I understand, what should I do, Qiao Qingyu? How am I supposed to treat them from now on? What would you do if you were me?"

"Since you were little, did you know your stepmother when you were a child?"

"Yes, she used to come to our house all the time since I can remember."

Qiao Qingyu didn’t know what to say.

Li Bo’s biological mother also didn’t know why she maintained such an unbearable marriage.

Perhaps because she truly had nowhere to go.

Or maybe, she was willing to endure it all.

After all, although she had only met her twice, Qiao Qingyu knew that the woman did not seek help from others, instead, she went to great lengths to cover for them.

This reminded Qiao Qingyu that there actually was a lot of surplus labor.

Many women in families were housewives.

Without their own financial resources, the more powerful ones held status, the weaker ones had to depend on others’ faces to get by.

Qiao Qingyu’s thoughts stirred.

The housewives in Xichuan were not a small number, they were also potential labor forces, and if handled well, why wouldn’t it be a win-win situation?

However, facing Li Bo, she truly wanted to advise her a bit.

"Li Bo, each person has their thoughts, I can’t put myself in your familial life, so even if I were you, I might not be able to create a perfect ending."

Li Bo’s eyes brightened, and she murmured, "So it’s not entirely my fault, right? Even someone as capable as you can’t handle it."

Qiao Qingyu laughed out of frustration, "I can’t handle it, but I would never conspire with a woman who destroys families to bully my own mother."

"I would do everything possible to get her away from that heartless, unfaithful man. Then, I would demand that the man pay a high financial price—demanding the house, money, and living expenses. I would tell my mom that there are many ways to live a life. I would make her proud of me, and I would make her life happy."

Li Bo cried, "But my mom likes my dad too much, she refuses to divorce him no matter what."

Qiao Qingyu glanced at Li Bo disdainfully, such a hypocrite.

"Though you speak these words to lessen your own guilt, since it’s come to this, I’ll say a bit more. Even so, I would absolutely not let that woman enter our home officially, nor would I let their thieving acts get dressed up in the so-called beautiful guise of true love."

Qiao Qingyu looked at Li Bo’s changing expression with a cold laugh, so why did this person come to tell her all this? Was it an attempt at self-justification?

See, in a situation like this, you, Qiao Qingyu, are also helpless, aren’t I also helpless? It’s not my fault, really not my fault...

Maybe this is what Li Bo was thinking now.

But for a person like Li Bo, having even a shred of remorse and guilt was really not easy, considering she was someone who could be thoroughly manipulated by others.

Qiao Qingyu stood up, glanced at her watch, oh, nearly an hour had passed, and she still needed to review as her exams were tomorrow, and then it would be winter break.

Qiao Qingyu finally said earnestly, "Li Bo, for the sake of your pitiful mother, I will share some final words with you."

Li Bo stood up, though she was slightly taller than Qiao Qingyu, she felt much shorter in her presence.

It was just like what Qiao Qingyu had said one day, in life, one must walk straight and stand tall, which means having a clear conscience allows one to embrace the world freely. In simpler terms, those who do not commit wrongful deeds do not fear the knocking on their door at midnight.

Thus, Qiao Qingyu was always so open and honorable, clearly just a beautiful student, yet she seemed like a knight from ancient times.

No wonder so many people liked her.