This is a courtyard house in the traditional sense.

However, this yard has been disrepair for a long time and now it looks unbearable.

Rooms are all on all three sides of the yard.

A pink door curtain hung in the room opposite the yard.

There were a lot of oil stains and various stains on the door curtain. Despite this, Qin Muxue could see at a glance that the workmanship of the door curtain was extraordinary.

The little girl had already rushed into the room and was still shouting loudly in the room.

Qin Muxue slowly walked to the curtain.

She reached out and raised the curtain, gently rubbed her fingers on the curtain, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Chu Tingxiao stood behind Qin Muxue.

He didn't understand the design issues and just looked at the surrounding environment.

Looking at the dilapidated courtyard, Chu Tingxiao couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

In Lancheng, where he is unfamiliar with his place, he shouldn't let Qin Muxue come to such a place with a completely unfamiliar child.

If there is any danger at this moment, he will not even have time to protect Qin Muxue.

Chu Tingxiao was thinking, but Qin Muxue grabbed Chu Tingxiao's sleeve.

She looked excited and looked at Chu Tingxiao: "This is Su Xiu! It is Su Xiu!"

Chu Tingxiao was slightly tilted: "Su Xiu?"

In such a yard, would someone use a Su-embroidered curtain?

Qin Muxue obviously found it very strange.

She gently stroked the curtain and continued thinking: "Not only Su Xi, but also this person's embroidery skills."

Qin Muxue looked at the double-sided Su Xiu on the door curtain, her eyes full of joy.

She hasn't met an embroiderer with such a Su embroidery skills for many years!

If possible, Qin Muxue really wants to see what kind of person is, living in such a place, but being able to embroider such things.

As the two were talking, the little girl had already rushed out of the room.

It's completely different from the empty handed just now.

This time the little girl was holding several iron boxes.

Each of those iron boxes is more than 30 cm high, and together, it is even taller than a little girl.

The little girl held a few iron boxes and squeezed out of the room with difficulty.

Seeing this, Chu Tingxiao hurriedly reached out to help the little girl.

I didn't think about the little guy but immediately turned around.

A layer of fine beads of sweat penetrated her forehead, and she was obviously very tired.

Even so, the little guy refused to let Chu Tingxiao help.

She thanked Chu Tingxiao and put the boxes in front of Qin Muxue.

The little girl gasped and retreated to the side, pointing to the box on the ground: "It's all my designs."

The iron box on the top fell to the ground because it was unstable.

The lid of the box instantly flew out a few meters away, and everything inside scattered.

One of the butterfly-like headbands caught Qin Muxue's attention.

Qin Muxue picked up the hairband, frowned slightly, and looked at the girl in a little astonishment: "Is this your design?"

There are sweat stains on the tip of the girl's nose.

She turned her head, raised her sleeve, and wiped away the sweat from her face casually, then she looked at Qin Muxue.

The girl looked at the things in Qin Muxue's hand, paused for a few seconds before nodding slowly: "Yes."

Qin Muxue stared at the girl suspiciously.

After a while, she said in a deep voice: "I can't ask for these things you."

As he said that, Qin Muxue put the hairband into the box, then gathered the things on the ground, and handed the sticker to the girl.

Seeing this, the girl became anxious instantly.

She held Qin Muxue's wrist, raised her head, stared at Qin Muxue, and her voice choked: "Why can't you? Didn't you promise me that you can accept all my designs?"

Qin Muxue stared at the girl thoughtfully.

After thinking for a while, she said, "I said I could accept all your designs, but that headband is not your design."

The little girl's face instantly turned into pig's liver.

She lowered her head, folded her hands in front of her, and her toes swayed up and down.

Chu Tingxiao glanced at the little girl and asked in confusion: "Xuexue, how do you know that the design is not hers?"

Qin Muxue still stared at the little girl: "Because this design is done by my classmates and I."

Chu Tingxiao looked at the little girl in surprise.

The little girl looked at Qin Muxue with red eyes: "Although that thing was not designed by me, that thing is mine! Since it is mine, I certainly have the right to deal with it!"

Looking at the little girl's stubborn face, Qin Muxue suddenly felt a little reluctant to say anything else.

She was silent for a few seconds and finally turned cold: "You are right. This thing is yours, and how to deal with it is yours. I don't care whether others will accept this thing. In short, I don't want it!"

As he said that, Qin Muxue was about to leave.

The little girl staggered back two steps and reached out to block Qin Muxue's way.

She frowned and looked at Qin Muxue almost begging: "Please. Just accept these things. My mother is seriously ill, but the family has no money. If I don't buy these things, I can't give them to my mother at all.

Treat the disease.”

Hearing this, Qin Muxue couldn't help but stop.

She looked at the little girl.

It seemed that he guessed what Qin Muxue was thinking. The little girl lowered her head in a silence and whispered: "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have lie to you. But that headband is really my thing. That

It was given to me by my mother.”

"Mom said, leave this thing to me and let me deal with it myself. I want to use it to exchange for some medical expenses for my mother. I don't want my mother to leave me..."

The little girl said, slowly lowering her head, tears falling down.

Her little face turned red, and she raised her hand to wipe her tears from time to time, showing her stubborn look again.

Qin Muxue was also sympathetic when she saw the little girl's appearance.

She squatted in front of the little girl and handed her a tissue: "You just said, was this hairband your mother gave you?"

“Yes…yes…”

The little girl was still sobbing.

Qin Muxue's eyebrows were locked tighter: "What's your mother's name?"

The little girl wiped away her tears and looked at Qin Muxue.

Just as she was about to speak, a sound of footsteps came from the gate of the yard.

The little girl hurriedly covered the iron boxes with a piece of rain cloth placed on the side, and then quickly arrived at the gate of the yard.

She wiped her tears, and a smile appeared on her face again, looking at the person coming in from outside the door: "Mom, you're back."

"Cough cough...where have you gone?" The person who spoke was in a bad breath and kept coughing as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Mom, I brought my friends back."

"Silly kid, what friends can our family have?"

As he spoke, the person who had just walked into the yard finally turned his head away.

Qin Muxue couldn't help but feel sank when she saw the face without any blood.

She slowly stood up and looked at the person in front of her in astonishment.
Chapter completed!