Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 125 Thank-you Gift

Chapter 125: Chapter 125 Thank-you Gift

Luo Qiao said, "You’re really overthinking it. I’ve never taken his words to heart. I don’t see the need to take others’ opinions of myself so seriously.

To be comfortable with who I am, to have a clear conscience, that’s enough for me. What’s the point of explaining so much to people who don’t matter? I feel it’s just a waste of time. Better to do something meaningful with that effort."

Song Zhixiong nodded and said, "Well said, you’re quite the girl."

Qiao Yu stood aside, watching Luo Qiao without receiving a single glance from her, feeling somewhat aggrieved in his heart. He feared that this girl was still angry about that day’s incident, that he hadn’t stopped his cousin in time from saying those hurtful words.

But he was also confused at that moment. Who could have known his cousin would say something so classless? Sigh, his cousin seemed bewitched by Lv Fangfang, stubbornly defending that woman. He really didn’t know what to say about him.

Qiao Yu had been watching Luo Qiao all this time, thinking that if not for this girl, he probably would have been in real trouble. Yet, before he’d had the chance to properly thank her, he had already driven her away. He felt genuinely remorseful these past few days.

After some pleasantries, Qiao Yu had wanted to formally visit her family, but seeing Luo Qiao had no such intentions, the Party Secretary stepped in to break the awkwardness, "Why don’t you come in for a drink of water at the brigade office? You’ve come all this way."

Song Zhixiong and his wife also realized that Luo Qiao really didn’t want to interact with them much, either because she genuinely didn’t wish to social climb or because she had been hurt by their son’s words and didn’t want to get involved with them.

Qiao Aihong actually quite liked Luo Qiao, the young girl.

Qiao Yu, afraid his aunt would refuse, preemptively replied, "Then we’ll impose upon you."

He took a carton of cigarettes from the car, lit one for the Party Secretary and the brigade leader, and then headed to the brigade office.

At this time, Luo Qiao saw that the work assignments had already been distributed. The Party Secretary said, "No worries, you can just go back to work in the big storeroom later."

Luo Qiao smiled, "Thank you, Party Secretary."

Actually, before coming, Qiao Yu had already inquired about Luo Qiao’s situation and knew that the young girl was not having an easy time. After sitting for a while, Qiao Yu and his relatives prepared to leave.

Qiao Aihong said, "Luo Qiao, we brought some things over, do you want us to deliver them to your house or leave them here for now?"

Luo Qiao replied, "There’s no need for the things. I appreciate your intention. Under those circumstances, he disregarded his own safety to protect the people and got hurt. How could I remain indifferent? If I did, would I still be human?

Moreover, if it weren’t for his shout that day, I might have been injured too. So what I did was merely returning the favor. You really don’t need to do this."

Qiao Aihong liked the girl even more now, finding her extremely clear-headed. But she didn’t care about those details, and directly took the items out of the car—a full two net bags filled with Mai Ru Jing, milk powder,

orange cans, beef cans, White Rabbit Creamy Candies, brown sugar, white sugar, and two pieces of fabric, one corduroy, one khaki, as well as a bag of rice and a bag of flour.

Such a generous gesture was truly eye-opening. Luo Qiao really didn’t want to accept, but since she couldn’t decline, she went along with it, especially given the cover provided by the two bags of rice and flour, which would serve as an excuse for them to eat something good in the future.

So she said, "How about this, wait a moment, and I’ll go get some things for you to take back, otherwise I won’t accept these things."

Qiao Yu and his aunt looked at each other and then agreed. The Party Secretary and the brigade leader just happened to use the cart in the courtyard to help send the goods back. The people from the big storeroom all craned their necks to watch.