Ye Siming took Gu Nuoer to find Jiang Xiaoran and others.
At this time, the villagers and their children had already surrounded Jiang Xiaoran and Xie Yinxiang.
They laughed and said, "Big brother, big sister, give me a book too!"
Jiang Xiaoran shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone has it, don't squeeze it!"
The little boy Qi Jingsheng, who had just received their help, held the book he had just obtained.
He was smiling and saying something with an old woman holding him.
Gu Nuoer blinked and saw: "Brother Si Ming, look, that old lady, isn't the one we met on Shangsi Festival?"
Ye Siming looked up.
Gu Nuoer pulled Ye Siming to the two of them.
"Little brother, you are the relative of this old lady?" Gu Nuoer said softly.
When Qi Jingsheng heard the sound, he quickly turned his head with his feelings and smiled innocently: "Sister, this is my grandma!"
He grabbed the hand of the old woman beside him: "Grandma, this sister and brother are what I just told you, who saved my benefactor, and they even sent me home."
When the old woman heard Gu Nuoer's voice, her face felt solemn and astonished for a moment.
But soon, she suppressed her emotions and forced a smile: "Thank you, Miss, thank you, young master."
Ye Siming seemed to notice the change in the old woman's expression and glanced at her faintly.
Qi Jingsheng warmly invited them to sit at their home and drink water.
Gu Nuoer couldn't bear to refute his kindness, so she took Ye Siming to his house.
In the small fence yard, the house is a bit old.
The brick walls that were disrepaired seemed a little crumbling.
But although the interior decorations are simple, they are warm everywhere.
Perhaps it was because the old woman and Qi Jingsheng couldn't see each other's eyes.
Therefore, some traces of carved knives can be seen everywhere in the mud walls in the house.
Ye Siming walked over with his hands behind his back, looked for a moment, and his cold eyes flashed through him.
He asked Qi Jingsheng: "Did you use the traces on the wall to identify the direction in the room?"
The old woman nodded and replied: "Yes, young master, when you touch the longer marks, you will know that the bedroom is in front, and the shorter one is the direction of the stove. The scenery in front is still small, because you can't see it, you will fall wherever you go.
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Qi Jingsheng smiled and said, "I'm grown up now and I'm already familiar with the house. I can find a location without touching the wall!"
After saying that, he was familiar with the passage of time and wiped the already clean wooden stool with his sleeves: "Sister, benefactor, brother, you guys sit down."
Gu Nuoer sat down with her skirt, and she felt a little sorry for the grandparents and grandchildren.
Ye Siming walked to her side, lowered his head and told the little guy in his ear: "I'll go out and ask about the situation. If there is anything, just shout loudly. I'm outside and won't go far."
Gu Nuoer nodded obediently and waved his hand: "Go and go!"
After Ye Siming went out, the old woman brought Gu Nuoer a cup of tea.
Gu Nuoer stretched out her two white and tender hands to take it: "Thank you, grandma."
The old woman was stunned, lowered her face, nodding as if she was feeling guilty.
The little guy asked again: "Are you the only two of you living together now?"
Qi Jingsheng brought a plate of sugar cakes that had just been hot: "Yes, my mother passed away after giving birth, and my father died of illness soon after. Sister, try the sugar cakes, which are made by my grandma, which is very delicious!
I can't buy it!"
Gu Nuoer lowered her eyes and took a look.
I actually felt that the sugar cakes on this plate were a bit like the ones in the palace.