She squinted her eyes and smiled, looking at Jiang Wenzheng's handsome face that gradually enlarged.
Come on, come on, she's ready!
But she was so sleepy that she fell asleep as soon as her little paws touched Jiang Wenzheng's chest muscles. Jiang Wenzheng gently held her in his arms and pecked her on the forehead, laughing angrily at the same time.
She was abducted by that kid Jiang Zhiyi last night, and he hadn't settled the score with her yet, but luckily for her, she fell asleep as soon as she got into bed.
He wanted to punish her, but he gave up the idea when he saw her sweet sleeping face.
At night, Jiang Zhiyi looked at the boiled noodles on the table and Qing Yi sitting next to him, and frowned deeply.
"Why are you eating this? When will Sister Dongyuan come back?"
He looked at the empty table with just the two of him, and his doubts became more serious, "Where are my parents?"
Qingyi's face was covered with black lines, why why, he also wanted to know why!
He used to work as a security guard to pick up and drop off the children, but now he is directly working as a hands-off shopkeeper. He even has to take care of the children's daily living and food. I have never seen such parents!
But when he thought of Jiang Wenzheng's cold eyes, he couldn't help but feel chills running down his back.
Jiang Wenzheng had given him an ultimatum. If Jiang Zhiyi appeared in his dormitory again, don't blame him for being rude.
Qing Yi is really afraid of Jiang Wenzheng, and the pressure he puts on people is really unbearable.
There is no other way, so Qing Yiji can keep Jiang Zhiyi under guard and not let him ruin his master's good deeds.
After dinner, I cleaned the dishes, supervised Jiang Zhiyi's homework, and finally helped him take a bath before putting him to sleep.
After a whole set of procedures, Qing Qing's back and arms ached from fatigue early in the morning. He carefully closed the doors and windows for Jiang Zhiyi and walked lightly to avoid waking Jiang Zhiyi and ruining all his previous efforts.
A black bird cooed twice on the steps of the west wing of the backyard, attracting Qingyi's attention.
His eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to call the bird to his hand.
The bird was all black, and its feathers shone brilliantly in the moonlight. There was a small wooden tube tied to its tiny feet, with a small note stuffed inside.
Qing took out the note, read the words on it carefully, and finally let the bird fly.
The courtyard was quiet again, and the scene that just happened seemed as if it had never happened.
In the early morning, when Su Yuanyuan was sitting at the table having breakfast leisurely, Qingyi handed the note to Su Yuanyuan.
Su Yuanyuan looked at the delicate handwriting on it and raised her eyebrows.
"This is a good time to cause trouble."
To be honest, Qingyi also agrees that if you do bad things in the mansion, you will always be constrained. But if you leave this mansion and are no longer restricted, then the chance of doing something will increase. No one wants to miss such a good opportunity.
Su Yuanyuan stirred the porridge in her bowl for a while, thinking about countermeasures in her mind.
Boss Xu's wife's death anniversary is at the end of April. When it is approaching, he will put down all business and lead his family to Sanqing Temple outside the city to mourn his deceased wife.
Sanqing Temple is a long way away, and it takes half a day to go back and forth. Every time I go there, I stay one night in the temple.
This year was no exception. He got up early in the morning and changed into plain white clothes under the care of his servants. When he went out, his two daughters were already waiting outside the door.
Xu Yu was not wearing a crimson dress as usual, but now she was also wearing a white dress. Even her hair was in an ordinary bun, and a white hosta was all.
As Xu Yu grows older, she also has a bit of Mrs. Xu. Boss Xu was stunned for a moment when he saw her for the first time.
But Xu Xin on the side is different. Although her clothes are not as delicate as before, her skirt is still light pink, and the hem is still ironed with lace. Even her bun is combed so delicately, and the tassel silver hairpin is gorgeous but not ostentatious.
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Boss Xu only took one look and then frowned deeply, looked at the two of her, and finally focused his eyes on Xu Xin, "Where is your mother?"
Xu Xin has been afraid of this father since she was a child. He is not as close to her as other fathers. No matter how he pleases and behaves, he always looks at her coldly.
She knew that he hated herself, and even more so, he hated her mother. Who knew that her mother was forced upon him by an old lady?
Not only did he not like it, he also thought it was a stain on the true love between him and his wife.
Therefore, Xu Xin's mother, Aunt Xiang, also avoided Boss Xu. She gave various excuses every time. Xu Xin became anxious when she saw her unwillingness to fight. Even this time, she used the same excuse, "My mother is infected with the cold."
,so……"
Xu Xin touched her ears guiltily and lowered her eyebrows to make herself look more docile.
Boss Xu didn't want to hear the rest. It didn't matter if there was one more person or one less person. He just wanted to mourn his deceased wife.
The three carriages left Qishan City together and drove staggeringly towards Sanqing Temple in Beishan.
There was a young Taoist priest inside the temple to receive him and arranged the Xu family in the guest room in the west courtyard.
Xu Yu's room is at the end of the corridor, and Xu Xin's room is next to hers.
Obviously the room at the head is bigger and more spacious. Moreover, there are two small windows on the south and west sides, and the view is also very good. You can see the whole view of Sanqing Temple, but Xu Xin unusually gave up the large room to
Xu Yu almost rushed into the small room next door.
Xu Yu and Dong Yuan looked at each other, fearing that there might be a ghost in this room.
Dong Yuan walked into the room first, scanning the beams and floor first, and only dared to let Xu Yu in after making sure there was nothing fishy.
Xu Xin has been causing trouble to Xu Yu a lot these days, and everything she does now is worth thinking about.
But after a round of inspection, even the most vigilant Dongyuan didn't find anything fishy.
Xu Yu sat on the bed, shaking her legs in boredom, "Is it possible that she really means well?"
But she didn't even believe it when she said it.
Who is Xu Xin? She, a concubine, has been fighting with her for more than ten years. How could she kindly give up the big room to her?
But the two of them really couldn't think of any clues, so they could only be more vigilant.
We had a vegetarian meal at noon, and in the afternoon a Taoist priest performed rituals for the deceased Mrs. Xu.
The Taoist priest in Taoist robes was holding a mahogany sword and chanting sutras. On the futon underneath, Boss Xu was kneeling on it with a sad face.
After so many years, he still could not forget the passing of Mrs. Xu.
But Xu Yu and Xu Xin are different.
Xu Yu sat on the futon blankly, staring at the floor in front of her. Mrs. Xu passed away just after she was born. She only had a few words from the wet nurse about this mother. If she said more emotions, she
No, that's why the old lady said that her heart couldn't be warmed.
Xu Xin on the side just lowered his head slightly, not daring to reveal the joy in his heart.
She hated her father, and she even hated Mrs. Xu, who died early, for still occupying the position of the head wife even though she was already dead, otherwise her younger sister would have ascended the throne long ago.
It was already evening when the rituals were completed, and Boss Xu was still unable to get out of his grief. He still had to stay here to talk to Mrs. Xu, so Xu Yu and Xu Xin had to go back to the room to rest.
