Mr. Xue was scouring thin and broken medicinal materials in the yard. The light in the yard was already insufficient, so he could only speed up his movements. At the same time, he took out his watch to look at the time and looked at the wind for Qin Songyao.
Based on his understanding of Bo Siyan, if he was released from pigeons, he would most likely be angry.
That girl has been out for a while and should be able to come back before six o'clock.
The old man was muttering, and the sound of the car engine being turned off came from outside.
He was stunned for a moment, pushed down his glasses, and soon, a tall figure walked in through the door of the outer house.
Light and shadows fell from the gaps in the building, and the young man's faces flickered.
It was Bo Siyan.
Old Xue tsk and looked at the old butler who was sweeping the floor.
In trouble.
The two old men stopped at the same time and looked at Bo Siyan who had walked into the yard.
Mr. Xue asked first: "Boy, what time is it?"
Bo Siyan glanced at the yard and there was no Qin Songyao.
"It's less happening today," he explained.
Old Xue said "Oh", rubbed his hands helplessly, and pushed his glasses.
"Xiao Qin..."
The housekeeper interrupted, "I went out to buy things, I guess I'll be back soon."
Bo Siyan saw the vegetables placed under the courtyard wall, but he had not finished choosing them yet.
"Where did she buy it?"
“…is nearby.”
Mr. Xue patted his pants, sighed quietly, and said to Bo Siyan: "Let's sit in the house for a while."
Bo Siyan responded lightly, but his eyes stayed on the bag of unplugged vegetables for two seconds.
The main room was already a little dark, so he walked in and Mr. Xue took two tea cups.
"Wen Yan didn't come." He said lightly.
Mr. Xue put a teacup back and then said in surprise: "Did you drive here by yourself?"
"Um."
Mr. Xue was speechless for a moment.
At the door, the old housekeeper quietly picked up the vegetables and was about to help Qin Songyao deal with them. If she could come back, she could do it immediately.
Just passing by the door of the house, Bo Siyan looked up and saw it.
"Is this what she left?" he asked lightly.
The housekeeper stood up and opened his mouth, "Yes, I said I wanted to make soybeans stewed pig's trotters, and then I made a few side dishes to clean the mouth. The pig's trotters were stewed in the pot, and I haven't chosen this dish yet."
The old man smiled, "I'll choose it, and I'll be able to do it when she comes back."
After saying that, he was about to turn around, but Bo Siyan stopped him.
"I'll do it."
The housekeeper was stunned.
Mr. Xue paused with the tea leaves, turned around and saw Bo Siyan walking out.
The housekeeper handed the dishes a little uncertainly, stepped back to the side, and then quietly exchanged glances with Mr. Xue.
Mr. Xue made a zipper for his mouth, and the butler had to shut up and walk away.
The sun is approaching and the lights are already on the yard.
Bo Siyan took off his expensive blazer, sat under the courtyard wall, and poured out the bag of vegetables.
There are vegetables, Chinese cabbage, tomatoes, a little mushrooms, and he knows the remaining melon, so he can't be famous.
Mr. Xue probably had no experience, so he leaned out and said, "Just green vegetables are fine if they are not broken, and the Chinese spinach is cut off."
Bo Siyan responded.
Mr. Xue hid back to see the time again.
When Qin Songyao left, he only said that he would come back, but he didn't ask him to keep it secret. He was struggling whether to say it.
Outside the house, Bo Siyan cut off the Chinese cabbage and looked at the door from time to time.
Five minutes later, he threw away his scissors and stood up to wash his hands. Qin Songyao had not come back yet.
He looked into the room and found Mr. Xue sneaking at him.
He was suspicious by nature and frowned and noticed something was wrong.