Chapter 219 idea

   "Don't sell classmate socks." Qin Jin reminded again.

   Li Qiao was chased so hard that he couldn't help it: "If you don't sell it or sell it, you wear it yourself."

  …

  The two of them carried their bags home.

  Li Qiao arranged the packing, and Qin Jin tried on the socks Li Qiao bought, and they were just the right size. "It's mine," he said.

  Li Qiao: "Didn't you agree to buy it just now?"

  Qin Jin cleared his throat and hinted, "Pack up quickly and come to sleep."

  Li Qiao rebellious, dawdling slowly, he couldn't wait to hold her to wash up.

  Li Qiao: "."

  …

the next day.

  Li Qiao took out the vest she bought for Mrs. Qin.

  Old lady Qin tried it on, and said with satisfaction: "It fits well." And it was warm, and her heart also warmed up. "When did you buy it?"

  Li Qiao: "When I went to the night market last night, the clothes seemed a little loose. I changed them to fit them to keep warm. Here are ten pairs of socks."

  The old lady Qin took it: "The clothes are too tight and uncomfortable, and the socks are quite thick. They were bought yesterday?" She turned her eyes and asked, "Where are these packages on the ground?"

   "I bought clothes for my sister and their children." Li Qiao: "Grandma, it's time for me to go to school. Ah Jin, don't forget to mail it." She left.

   "Hey."

"good."

  The old lady Qin and Qin Jin responded at the same time.

  Li Qiao goes to school with socks.

  Cheng Shuqin has returned to school, but she is not in a good mood, seeing Li Qiao hastily avoiding.

  Li Qiao took out his socks and sent them to Ma Hongxiang and Xue Sufen.

   Ma Hongxiang took it.

   Xue Sufen didn't accept it: "You don't get paid for nothing."

   "Okay." Li Qiao put it back in the locker.

  Ma Hongxiang heard the words and said, "Li Qiao, let me give you the money."

  Li Qiao: "It's just two pairs of socks. If you're sorry, buy me a meat bun tomorrow morning."

  Ma Hongxiang responded with a smile: "Are you free to teach me how to write the beginning of the thesis today?"

   "After the morning class." Li Qiao said.

   "Okay, thank you!" Ma Hongxiang said sincerely.

  Li Qiao smiled, locked the cabinet and went to class with Ma Hongxiang.

  On Monday morning, Xue Lingqing had two classes. After class, Li Qiao caught up with him: "Professor Xue, are you going out for lunch? I know a noodle restaurant that tastes very good, but it's a bit far away. We can take a ride there."

  Xue Ling said with a clear heart, do you need a ride to eat noodles?

   Just the two of them? It is not good to be misunderstood by others.

  But it also shows from the side that she didn't think too much, but he was thinking a lot.

  He secretly blushed: "It's the same as eating in the cafeteria."

   "Okay." Li Qiao made an appointment with him to separate from him.

  Ma Hongxiang waited for Xue Lingqing to come forward: "Li Qiao, what did you and Professor Xue say?"

   "The paper earns a manuscript fee, so I invite him to dinner." Li Qiao said.

  Ma Hongxiang: "If the thesis I write can also earn royalties, I will treat you to it too."

  Li Qiao: "Okay, eat in the restaurant."

"no problem!"

The two entered the library while chatting. When Ma Hongxiang turned around, she saw Cheng Shuqin following behind her out of the corner of her eye, and whispered to Li Qiao, "Cheng Shuqin looks at you from time to time today. Will she take revenge on you?" Big mistake , and files, all related to Li Qiao, according to Cheng Shuqin's character, she must swallow this breath.

  Maybe I will come up with some bad ideas to deal with Li Qiao. She warned: "You have to be careful."

  Li Qiao's eyes darkened: "I will."

  Li Qiao read books in the library for two hours, and had dinner with Ma Hongxiang in the cafeteria when it was almost time for dinner.

   After finishing the meal, she looked towards the door.

  Glimpsing Xue Lingqing who came late, she waved.

  The corners of Xue Lingqing's mouth curled up indistinctly, and he saw her even if she didn't wave.

   Ma Hongxiang sat across from Li Qiao, followed Li Qiao's gaze, and her eyes fell on Xue Lingqing, almost choking, Li Qiao said please eat, can't this be the meal? I knew she would not eat with Li Qiao.

  She hurriedly stood side by side with Li Qiao to make room.

  Li Qiao happily took a plate to cook for Xue Lingqing. She didn't know what he liked to eat, but she remembered the first time she sat with him and the meals he ordered were all vegetarian dishes.

  But the vegetables are all in season, and the dishes in early autumn are long gone.

  She ordered two of her favorite vegetarian dishes, and another order of pickled pork with pickled vegetables. "Is it enough?"

"enough."

  Li Qiao took out the meal ticket and vegetable ticket.

Xue Lingqing lowered his eyes and smiled. On his meal and vegetable tickets, he was used to marking them with a red pen. Her ticket was obviously his. He said how could his ticket be so much less after he hadn’t used it a few times. The old man must have stolen it. To do favors.

  Li Qiao carried the dinner plate and took the chopsticks to the dining table and put them on the opposite side.

   Ma Hongxiang bit the bullet and said hello to Xue Lingqing.

  Xue Lingqing: "I heard from Sufen that you also want to write a thesis?"

Ma Hongxiang never expected that Xue Sufen would mention her in front of Professor Xue, and was flattered for a while: "Well, I just wrote a little bit, and it was pointed out by Li Qiao." Li Qiao's knowledge reserve is really rich, and there are many things she doesn't understand. Li Qiao knows everything.

   Lectures are logical and well-founded.

  She couldn't tell, and she obviously often stayed in the library. But from time to time, you need to rely on the librarian to remind you to check the information.

   Li Qiao doesn't need it, and Li Qiao knows where to put the kind of books.

   It's no wonder teachers of all subjects like her.

   "If you don't understand, you can come to the office to discuss with me." Xue Lingqing said.

  Ma Hongxiang said nervously: "Okay. Thank you, Professor Xue."

  “.”

  Cheng Shuqin looked at the three of Li Qiao from a distance.

  Professors Li Qiao and Mathematical Physics communicated frequently.

   But the physics professor is an old man.

  Professor Xue is different, young and promising, handsome.

  Many female classmates had a crush on him, secretly wrote to contact him, and wanted to be pen pals with him.

   If he and Li Qiao can be tied together to create a rumor, it will be a good show.

  Cheng Shuqin thought to herself.

  …

  Xue Lingqing left after eating.

   Li Qiao and Ma Hongxiang followed, followed by Cheng Shuqin, and the three went to the library to stay until dark.

  Looking at the sky outside, Li Qiao stretched, and whispered: "I'm home, take your time."

"OK."

  Li Qiao quickly met Qin Jin who was walking his dog at the door of his house. He mentioned that the young man who scattered the sugar was the tall and thin younger brother of the two hooligans arranged by Cheng Shuqin earlier.

  Li Qiao clenched his fists: "His brother is playing a hooligan, what did he do to us? Crazy. Let's call the police and arrest him."

   "I've already taught him a lesson, and he promises he won't do it again. He has to be forgiving and forgiving." Qin Jin said with a twinkle in his eyes.

  Li Qiao is strange, he always retaliates with grudges, and retaliates with grudges, but he actually softens his heart. "Since that's the case, spare him once, and if you dare to commit another crime next time, there is no discussion about calling the police."

  Qin Jin: "There will never be a next time, don't worry." How dare you not have a long memory if your hands and feet are broken?

  Li Qiao settled down to one thing on his mind, feeling refreshed.

  Qin Jin said again: "I found a manufacturer for that sock. They are worried that they can't sell it. It costs 2 yuan for 100 pairs, which is cheaper than the night market. I suddenly have an idea to sell it wholesale back to my hometown."

  Li Qiao was puzzled. The goods in the factory could not be sold, but many ordinary people could not buy them. What happened? Man-made shortage of goods or what? "A lot of people in my hometown don't wear socks at all. Can you sell them? Don't get back the travel expenses." She said, she might as well set up a street stall in the night market secretly.

  (end of this chapter)