I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 67 - He Xiuyu Arrives

Chapter 67: Chapter 67 He Xiuyu Arrives

Chapter 67 -67 He Xiuyu Arrives

In this historical novel, before the original character Qiao Qingyu moved to a new family compound, she set her old house on fire.

That day, the wind was very strong.

Fortunately, the fire was put out in time, and no major damage was caused, but one of the two guards in the village watchtower, a young lad, burned his hand.

Before this, the original owner had already chopped open the lock to He Xiuyu’s study with an axe.

The room was filled with books and documents, no women or love letters.

After searching for a long time, He Xiuyu just happened to return.

Then, that very night, He Xiuyu took all his books and documents to his office.

Because of this act, his important items were spared from the fire.

But almost everything else was destroyed.

A neighboring family’s thatched roof was burned off halfway.

Before this, Qiao Qingyu had complained to Liu Qiao Wen that she hated this broken house, hated it very much, and wished she could just burn it down.

With Liu Qiao Wen’s testimony, Qiao Qingyu couldn’t deny it, and so, she became almost synonymous with a dangerous element.

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Aside from Liu Qiao Wen, no one talked to her.

Then came late autumn and early winter.

It was said that a piece of soy sauce beef had sold out He Xuerong, and when she was rescued, the child’s limbs were all broken.

Only a few months had passed in the timeline, and the original character swiftly met her end.

Thus, at this point in the book, two plotlines were unfolding.

Just in a different way.

Qiao Qingyu wiped the sweat from her forehead, if it weren’t for this “space device,” selfishly speaking, she might not have dared to pursue this path.

Then none of what followed would have occurred.

But at this moment, saying anything was pointless.

Who knew, even without the space device, what she might have done?

Qiao Qingyu didn’t like playing the good person, being good was exhausting, she preferred making money, taking advantage of people, and getting something for nothing; but when it really mattered, she was a good person.

Before she found herself in the book, at the edge of a lake in a park crowded with people, two children wrestling with each other, you pull I pull, ended up falling into the lake.

In the northern region in February, the ice had just started to melt, and the water was ice cold and piercing.

Only she, the fool, jumped down.

Qiao Qingyu stood in the laboratory space, listening attentively to the chaotic noise outside, the house was definitely ablaze.

It seemed people were trying to extinguish the fire, although Qiao Qingyu could hear the noise, she didn’t know how fierce the flames outside were.

The old woman desperately dragged the middle-aged man out, but as they reached the doorway, the roof beam collapsed on them, and then others clumsily dragged them out, but by then, both of them had already passed out.

The wind grew fiercer.

Although the mud-brick house was some distance from other homes, when a great fire ignited, fireballs would leap.

The neighboring house was ignited by a leaping fireball.

This village was very poor; the roofs were made of wheat straw, without any clay tiles or bricks, so it caught fire all too easily.

Someone shouted, “Run, the fire’s beyond saving.”

People began to cry loudly, and others ran towards the entrance of the village, weeping and wailing, “This is what you get for doing evil, retribution, now you’re getting retribution…”

Qiao Qingyu was busy paying attention to the outside, but didn’t notice that He Xuerong had already stood up, staring unblinkingly at the endless rows of glass bottles in front of her, slowly moving forward, and occasionally glancing back at Qiao Qingyu, her wooden eyes seeming to gain a bit of luster.

She carefully inched forward; she didn’t know where this was, but she really liked the atmosphere here.

This looks like the home of large leaf.

It also seems like Little Bobo’s home.

Qiao Qingyu’s Space Device is still in the yard, she can’t stay here forever; right now the village is in chaos, she could use the confusion to make her escape.

Moreover, the fire has started, the local militia responsible for firefighting from Xiaxi Commune, as well as the firefighting teams from the county will all be rushing over here.

As long as she times it right, she could safely wait for rescue.

Qiao Qingyu turned around to look for He Xuerong but found that the little girl had already gone to the other side; she hurriedly picks up Xiao Hu and rushes over, then grabs He Xuerong’s little hand, and with a thought, she is once again standing in the courtyard of this household.

Qiao Qingyu gets a fright; the fire in front of her lights up half the sky.

Just a moment ago, she felt like she was in a ghost village, but now people are crying and running out.

Qiao Qingyu’s face turns pale, her heart sinking.

If innocent people die in the fire, what would she do?

She would be guilty of arson!

But she didn’t start the fire.

And she had never heard of matches exploding upon hitting the ground.

Matches, without being struck on their heads, simply do not ignite.

Qiao Qingyu’s mind is in turmoil as she grits her teeth, picks up both children, and runs towards the entrance of the village.

Meanwhile, at the same time, He Xiuyu suddenly stops the jeep; in front of him is a fork in the road that leads to thick smoke and blazing fire.

He steps on the accelerator and heads down the fork.

Qiao Qingyu, carrying the two children, runs behind a ruined wall and without even catching her breath, a flash of lightning cuts through the dark clouds followed by an explosive thunder.

Immediately after, amidst the thundering roars, Qiao Qingyu hears the sound of a jeep.

Is the car coming to put out the fire?

Or could it be the accomplices of these people?

In the next moment, a military green jeep speeds down the road to the end, stopping in a blink; a tall man gets out of the car.

It’s He Xiuyu!

Qiao Qingyu has never been as elated as she is at this moment.

But just then, a torrential rain pours down.

Using all her strength, Qiao Qingyu shouts, “He Xiuyu, we’re here…”

He Xiuyu turns around sharply.

Xichuan has been dry for over a month now, and the large raindrops are kicking up dust on the ground, making visibility very low.

But he clearly sees Qiao Qingyu standing in the pouring rain with Xiao Hu and Rongrong in her arms.

In his entire life, He Xiuyu would never forget this scene.

Qiao Qingyu, his young wife, not yet eighteen, carrying two children as if she’s a heroic woman descended from the heavens!

He runs towards her.

Without asking anything, he takes the two children from her, grabs Qiao Qingyu’s hand with his right, and dashes towards the jeep, opening the door quickly, stuffing everyone in, and then he gets in as well.

Qiao Qingyu doesn’t know if it’s rain or tears on her face; she wipes her face and urgently says, “He Xiuyu, this is a den of thieves, they are the kidnappers who took Xiao Hu and Rongrong, they are human traffickers, we can’t let them get away…”

He Xiuyu nods and starts to back the car up. Qiao Qingyu suddenly raises her voice again, “Ah, my bicycle is still in the village.”

“I’ll take you all back first; I’ll come back for the bicycle,” says He Xiuyu in a deep voice.

He steps on the gas, and He Xiuyu speeds back in the direction they came from.