The life of a female cannon fodder

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Aunt Guihua's voice came in through the door and windows. Liu Meiling was so depressed that she almost wanted to cling to the wall. She looked at Li Qiu who was as still as a mountain and couldn't help sighing: "You are so stable."

Li Qiu looked at her seriously: "What else can I do? I can't ruin myself for an unimportant person."

Liu Meiling actually felt strangely that what she said made sense.

The two of them were silent for a while, and Liu Meiling began to look at Li Qiu's small house. There were not many furnitures in it, and the bed took up a large area. The rest were necessities. However, although the house was small, the things inside were not crowded. It can be seen that Li Qiu was very concerned about cleaning up his small house.

There were books and pens on her small desk, but there was a luxurious cushion with a backrest on the chair in front of the desk, which should be used as a cushion because the weather is cold now.

On the small dining table were Li Qiu's lunch box, bowls and chopsticks, and three rattan fruit boxes. The small one was filled with various candies and chocolates, and the medium one was divided into three parts, one side was dried fruit, one side was dried meat, and the other side was small biscuits. The largest one was filled with fresh fruit, and the most eye-catching was the bright red strawberries, which looked particularly pleasing.

It can be seen that Li Qiu's life is really good. Let alone other things, the things in the three fruit boxes on her dining table are beyond the reach of most people. Liu Meiling made a sad comparison. Li Qiu was living, while they were living.

"When you move out, do you want to take the furniture with you?" She was quite fond of Li Qiu's furniture. They were smaller than normal, but they were very suitable for this small house.

Li Qiu shook his head: "I don't think I will take them away. When we move to the mushroom factory, the room will be bigger and the furniture will be bigger."

Hearing this, Liu Meiling's eyes lit up: "Then can you transfer your furniture to me?"

"Okay." Li Qiu agreed, then he rubbed his palm and pushed the fruit box towards her: "Try this strawberry, I grew it myself."

"Did it really grow?" Liu Meiling was a little surprised. At first, Li Qiu seemed to treasure his pot of strawberries and put it outside in the sun and wind every day. Later, he could not see it anymore. She thought Li Qiu had raised it to death.

Li Qiu raised his chin proudly: "Well, it's very sweet. The strawberry seedlings have grown seedlings. You can take the pot and divide some seedlings over to grow. Then you can eat the strawberries you grow yourself."

"Okay, I'll go find a pot now." She stood up, waved to Li Qiu, opened the door and went out. The moment she opened the door, the sound outside suddenly became louder, and when the door closed, it returned to the volume that Li Qiu had just barely adapted to.

Li Qiu casually closed the lids of the two fruit boxes containing candies and snacks, and then she walked to the desk and continued to read and do homework. She returned to the city for the college entrance examination, although she herself had a good IQ and a good education and graduated from Cambridge. But the original body was not like that. She had to endure setbacks in the Jiang family and barely finished a primary school. In the Youth Academy, her education level was the lowest. If Li Qiu unexpectedly got a high score in the college entrance examination in the future, someone would definitely be suspicious. So now she not only takes time to read books but also often asks Lu Zhan. After the two of them cooperated, the youth in the Youth Academy knew that Li Qiu had been studying hard and was very motivated. As a result, the youth also picked up books to read when they had nothing to do, and occasionally asked each other questions.