Qiao Mustard

The first time I met Qiao Ai was in the back yard of her house. At that time, she squatted on the ground and pulled weeds with Grandma Qiao. Maybe pulling weeds, I guess. It was just that she shed tears while pulling weeds. I was busy looking at the ants, and Grandma Qiao was busy wielding the shovel to clean up the land. None of us asked her why she was crying. Grandma Qiao told her that she had to pull out this one, that one, and the flowering mustard greens. You know, once the mustard greens bloom, they will be too old to make dumplings. I was confused when I heard it, and I didn't know if Qiao Ai understood it. But looking at her demeanor, she must have understood. His face was full of tears and snot, and he was extremely powerful. This was my first impression of Qiao Jie. Note: Not first person Maybe this is a boring story