Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 329: Do They Know You’re Selling Your Brother Like This?

Chapter 329: Chapter 329: Do They Know You’re Selling Your Brother Like This?

Luo Qiao packed up her things and left the classroom to find Zhang Xiao waiting outside. Luo Qiao asked, "Don’t you need to catch a bus?"

Zhang Xiao linked her arm through Luo Qiao’s, "I haven’t finished telling you about the shameless thing Zhao Jianing did."

The two walked out together and at the gate, they saw Yan Jiajia, who was originally waiting for someone. When she spotted Luo Qiao, she shrank back, afraid of being noticed by her.

Luo Qiao scoffed and pretended not to see her, continuing on her way with Zhang Xiao out of the school.

Zhang Xiao said, "Luo Qiao, I really can’t keep it to myself, I just want to talk to you about Zhao Jianing’s shamelessness. You should be careful in the future, to avoid being inadvertently schemed against by her."

Luo Qiao looked up as she felt snowflakes falling, "It’s snowing, you’d better make it quick, I don’t want to catch a cold."

After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Xiao said, "Luo Qiao, because Zhao Jianing’s incident is quite serious, about the arranged marriage proposition, my mom said in front of everyone from the military compound that it should be you, not someone else.

I just want to give you a heads up so that if you go back to Qingshan Village during the holidays, it might affect your life. I’m really sorry about that."

Luo Qiao replied indifferently, "Are you done talking?"

In her heart, she wondered what they took her for.

Zhang Xiao observed Luo Qiao’s expression carefully and whispered, "Actually, both of my brothers are quite outstanding, you could consider them."

Luo Qiao said with a seemingly amused smile, "Sorry, I’m too young to think about these things. I’ll spare you the worry, and besides, I recall you’re a year older than me."

Zhang Xiao, feeling a bit eager to please after Luo Qiao’s response, said, "Luo Qiao, I didn’t mean anything by it, I just thought since our families had that intention back then, my brothers are really decent people. You can choose either of them."

Luo Qiao looked at Zhang Xiao’s face, which bore an eager-to-please expression, and burst into laughter, "Are they aware that you’re selling them like this?"

Zhang Xiao insisted, "I’m serious, I’m not joking with you. Everyone in Chaoyang Commune and the military compound has been talking about this the past few days. If you go back to Qingshan Village, you’ll probably get dragged into it too."

As Luo Qiao watched the snow falling heavier, she said, "If you’re finished, then I’ll be going. Look at the snow, be careful or you might not be able to make it home."

Zhang Xiao watched Luo Qiao walk away and ran after her for a few steps, "I’ve been talking for so long, but you seem to be listening as if it’s someone else’s story."

Luo Qiao stopped and looked at Zhang Xiao, "Isn’t this someone else’s story? What does it have to do with me, and why should I pay for the mistake Zhao Jianing made? Are you also having issues here?" she asked, pointing to her own head.

After saying that, she turned and walked away. Zhang Xiao stood still, mouth agape, unable to speak, not expecting Luo Qiao to be so impolite.

But the proposal she had made was actually quite good; after all, everyone in Chaoyang Commune and the military compound knew about the arranged marriage between the Luo Family and the Zhang Family. She was only thinking of her well-being... why couldn’t she understand that?

The snow became heavier, quickly blanketing the ground in white. Luo Qiao’s figure soon disappeared into the distance.

At noon, Luo Qiao made spicy hot pot and baked flatbreads in the oven. Stone entered the courtyard and immediately smelled the aroma, calling out, "Sister, what did you make? It smells delicious!"

Luo Qiao replied with a smile, "It’s snowing, so I made some warm spicy hot pot."

Lu Yichen truly admired Luo Qiao, not knowing how she came up with so many ideas; there were so many varieties, but they were indeed all very tasty.

While they were eating, they heard someone shouting outside. Stepping out, it turned out to be the postman: "An express registered letter for Luo Qiao."

Luo Qiao said, "Thank you, it’s not easy walking in the snow, I appreciate your hard work!"

The postman grinned, "It’s no trouble, serving the people."

Seeing the young lady speak more pleasantly than others, he added, "Many people in this area work for factories or government departments and they fear no one will be home in the morning or afternoon, so I chose this time to deliver."

Luo Qiao glanced at the two express registered letters, thanked the postman after signing for them, and then returned inside.

She couldn’t be bothered with lunch; she opened the letters first. Upon reading the contents, she broke into a laughter, pleasantly surprised that her short story had been accepted for publication and paid six yuan per thousand words—a truly unexpected delight.