Chapter Thirty-Two: Keeping You Back from the Wind
Cheng Qingwen was lying on the bed, thinking of that embrace and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
She thought Motoqi would have something to say, but she didn't expect that in the end, she just said, 'Go to sleep.'
She turned over and sighed softly, thinking this was a good thing. If he really said it, how would she answer?
"Sister Huanhan, haven't you slept yet?" Lianzhi rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the person next to him.
Cheng Qingwen was startled, then smiled and said: "I will fall asleep soon. Did I wake you up?"
Lian Zhi shook his head: "No, did Sister Huanwen go out just now?"
Cheng Qingwen's face turned red when she thought of what had just happened, and then she changed the subject: "Did it snow at your house last year?"
"Well, it's been snowing heavily for several days, and we can't even go out."
Cheng Qingwen thought for a long time, and then said: "Go to sleep quickly, and come with me to the town tomorrow to find a house repairman to repair our roof."
"Okay." Lian Zhi nodded and closed his eyes obediently.
Cheng Qingwen also closed her eyes and fell asleep after a while.
She fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up until noon the next day.
When Cheng Qingwen opened her eyes and looked at the sun, she immediately stood up and said to the two girls in front of the window: "Have you had lunch? Why didn't you wake me up?"
Song Qiaoqiao said while flipping the abacus: "Lian Zhi said that you were very worried last night and were still awake at midnight, so we didn't call you. We left lunch for you in the pot."
"Oh, no, today... I'm going to town to find a repairman."
"It's okay. Mr. Yuan left the carriage for us. It's time for you to go after lunch."
"Then how did he leave?" As soon as Cheng Qingwen finished speaking, she realized that she had said the wrong thing. Just as she was about to explain, she was interrupted.
"You're going on horseback. Several people came and went together." Song Qiaoqiao looked at her wrong abacus and slapped her head: "Oh, I made a wrong calculation again."
Lian Zhi leaned over and took a look, pointing to a place: "Sister Qiaoqiao, you are wrong here."
Cheng Qingwen saw that the two of them were concentrating on studying the abacus and walked out quickly.
"Auntie, after lunch, I will go to town and ask someone to repair the roof of our house, so that if it snows this year, the house will look like a water curtain hole."
When Cheng Huaer heard this, he quickly put down the embroidery in his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go together. We can just sell these embroidery and buy some New Year's goods. It's getting colder and colder these days.
Even if we don’t guarantee that it will snow in the next few days, we have to buy some carbon back.”
"Okay." Cheng Qingwen agreed with a smile, walked to the kitchen, picked up the wheat rice in the pot, and finished it in three times.
She looked at the carriage in the yard, touched the bracelet on her hand, and thought thoughtfully for a while.
Cheng Hua'er saw his daughter staring at the carriage in the yard, so he walked out and said softly: "Master Yuan is really polite. He left ten taels of silver as accommodation fee and left the carriage to us."
Cheng Qingwen was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Did you keep the accommodation fee?"
"Yes, it's a full ten taels of silver."
"Did you say that you want to take back the things that were pressed against me?"
"No, what did he get here?"
Cheng Qinghan touched the bracelet on her hand and shook her head gently.
Cheng Hua'er looked at his daughter's expression, patted her shoulder and said: "Huanhua, I really don't want you to return to the capital, but if you really like him, he also really likes you, Aniang."
I also agree."
Cheng Qingwen nodded subconsciously. After realizing something, he immediately turned around and asked, "Auntie, are you thinking of something else?"
Cheng Hua'er had an "I understand" look on her face and got on the carriage with her embroidery.
Cheng Qingwen curled his lips, went into the house to pack some things, and then set off in the carriage.
Aunt Liu, Cheng Hua'er and Lian Chong Lianzhi were sitting in the carriage, while Song Qiaoqiao sat outside to accompany her.
"I heard that the village chief was decided this morning. This village chief was personally selected by County Magistrate Wei." Song Qiaoqiao peeled a chestnut and handed it to her mouth.
"Are you from another village?"
"No, it's Song Qian, the scholar who lives in the east of the village. He is only in his twenties, but his parents are dead and his family is poor."
Cheng Qingwen thought about this person carefully, but found nothing: "Why have I never heard of this person?"
"He is a sick boy and usually studies at home. I don't know why, but Lord Yuan recommended him to Magistrate Wei."
Cheng Qingwen turned to look at the person next to him: "How do you know so well?"
"This is something everyone in the village knows. You can just sit next to two women and you won't hear anything. You just don't like to hear gossip."
"That's not true. Songjia Village is xenophobic. Our family is an outsider. After we had a falling out with Song Da, we were so poor that we couldn't even afford to eat. Everyone in the village stepped on us. At that time, how could we go and fight with outsiders?
These people socialize." Cheng Qingwen said with a sarcastic smile: "Now that my family is well fed, do you think I still need to talk to them?"
"Huanwen, I know. After my father died, my mother and I also suffered a lot of looks from people. I have no friends in the village. They all disliked me for not being able to speak and being introverted. Fortunately, I have you."
Song Qiaoqiao had tears in her eyes and leaned on her shoulder.
Cheng Qingwen was quite moved at first, until he turned around and saw her wiping her tears and nose with her sleeves.
"Tell the truth, did you come here just to wipe your nose?"
"It wasn't back then." Song Qiaoqiao hugged her and buried his face behind her shoulder: "Behind you, there is more protection from the wind."
Cheng Qingwen was no longer moved at all, so she resisted the urge to kick her down and stuffed her into the carriage.
After a while, after arriving in town, she parked the carriage in the backyard of Zuifenglou and asked the waiter to help watch.
Later, Cheng Huaer led everyone into an embroidery shop.
As soon as we entered, we were greeted by a proprietress covered in gold and silver accessories.
"Oh, it's you, Hua'er, it's been a long time since I've been here."
Cheng Huaer greeted her with a smile on his face, and then said with a smile: "I have been in poor health recently, so I didn't bother me."
"What are you and I talking about to disturb you? Come upstairs and sit down for a cup of tea." The landlady pulled the woman upstairs and said with a smile: "There are several ladies who have been wanting to see you since they saw your embroidery.
, they happen to be here today, why don’t we just meet?”
"Why do they want to see me?"
"In another year, the general election will be held. The wealthy businessmen in our town all want to send their daughters to the palace, and they sent them to me to learn embroidery three years ago." The landlady smiled and took the people into a small room.
He came to the room and poured tea: "You are from the capital city and your embroidery skills are top-notch. They all want to invite you to teach."