Xu Du on the other end of the phone laughed happily. This silly girl praised her beauty and thought about it for so long before replying with an embarrassed thank you. It was so cute.
Listening to the laughter from the microphone, Wen Qing blushed even more with embarrassment, and her eyebrows were dyed an unnatural pink.
"Xixi, don't be shy. In my brother's heart, you are not only beautiful today."
“It’s beautiful every day”
“It’s even more beautiful today”
If people outside knew that Xu Du, who was as cold as Shura, was blushing and heart-beating when he said this to the person on the microphone with a gentle and loving expression, they would probably faint from shock!
As his words of praise came out, Wen Qing knew that her face was absolutely red without looking in the mirror, and could drip red water.
After a while, she awkwardly changed the subject, "Are you busy today?"
Xu Du knew that she was shy and old-fashioned, so he was relatively shy about this. He didn't push her and just followed her words and said, "Well, it's okay."
"Xi Xi, don't worry about what the woman said. If you want to know anything, you can ask me when my brother gets back, okay?" Xu Du finally said what he was worried about.
The housekeeper has already reported to him the situation of the old house. He knows about the next meeting with Grandpa Zhou, about Shen Tian's visit, and about grandma and Grandpa Zhou's protection and preference.
As for what the woman said specifically, the housekeeper was not there all the time and didn't know anything about it, but he didn't have anything scandalous with her, and he wasn't worried about what she said. He was just worried that the little cat would feel uncomfortable after hearing it.
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After all, not all girls are as innocent and simple as his little cat, without any scheming.
The appearance of the woman in the office that day had frightened her, and now she went to the old house again to hang out in front of her grandma. He was worried that the little cat would be simple-minded and think randomly.
"Okay." Wenqing was surprised that he knew everything, but it wasn't surprising that he knew it. Someone from the old house must have told him.
He didn't receive a call, so he must have called the old house, and the housekeeper would naturally tell him the situation.
"Good boy." Xu Du said with satisfaction, "Didn't grandma take you out for a walk in the afternoon? Go and have a rest."
"Well, you too." She nodded tenderly. She actually didn't want to sleep. She wanted to see the "Fireworks" given by Grandpa Zhou, but she knew that he would definitely not agree if she said it, so she just followed his words.
The two hung up the phone, Wenqing forgot about sharing, put the phone aside again, and opened the book on the desktop again.
As for Xu Du over there, it's not like what he said on the phone just now, "It's not bad". There are still piles of documents on the desktop waiting for him to review.
He pressed the internal line and asked someone to bring a cup of coffee in, and then went back to work. He had to finish reviewing before two o'clock and set off to discuss a cooperation at 2:30.
Time has always been a reasonable arrangement for him and cannot be wasted. He wants to spend more time with his cute little kitten in the limited time.
In the afternoon at the end of September, the air was no longer lazy and gentle, the sun was shining unbridled, and the blowing wind was wrapped in a layer of sultry heat, which made the skin feel hot and dry.
She sat upright on the desk in front of the window sill and read the book as calmly as water, but she was not affected by the warm and wanton sunlight at all.
She is like an orchid, the wind blows in the valley, and she is quiet and distant. That's what she is like.
"Dong dong...Miss Wenqing, are you up?" The knock on the door was accompanied by the maid's voice.
The knock on the door knocked back the warmth of being immersed in the world of books. She raised her head and looked out the window at the blue sky, white clouds, and bright sunshine. With a sweet and soft smile on her face, she turned to face the door.
"Get up, what's wrong?" She responded tenderly to the maid knocking on the door.
"The old lady is up. The kitchen has prepared afternoon tea for you to come down and eat together." The maid replied respectfully.
"Okay, I'll go down after cleaning up. You go down first." Wenqing picked up the mobile phone on the table and found that the time was already four o'clock without realizing it. The time for reading passed by inadvertently.
The maid responded and went down first.
She looked at the pages in the lower left corner tenderly, then closed the book and placed it neatly on the table. Then she moved the chair and stood up. At this time, a summer wind blew and the books on the table moved slightly.
The ground moved.
In fact, there is nothing to clean up, but the habits she has developed since childhood have been engraved in her bones. She must dress neatly, look dignified, and put her best spirit forward.
She went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, then tied her loose hair back up again. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that there was nothing wrong with her. Then she walked out, put on low heels and put her hands on her hands.
On his waist and abdomen, he walked swaying downstairs.
The maids in the old house were busy performing their duties. When they saw her, they would shout "Miss Warmth" with joy on their faces.
He would nod his head one by one with warmth, without contempt or arrogance, everything was so gentle and polite.
I didn't see the old lady in the front hall. Didn't the maid just say that the old lady was already up? Just when she was confused and wanted to ask.
Xiao An, the maid who came in with a basin and was about to clean the table, saw it. Her face was filled with joy, "Miss Wenqing, get up. The old lady is waiting for you in the backyard. I will take you there."
As she spoke, she put the basin in her hand on the table nearby, wiped her hands on her apron, and then came closer and extended her hand to her.
Wenqing was a little embarrassed to see this, but she still smiled gently at her, "Okay, please."
The servants in the old house have been trained and have been with them for many years, so many subconscious actions and services still retain the servant consciousness of the last century.
"It's no trouble, I should." The little maid replied with a smile. It was her honor to be able to lead her.
Looking at her tenderly, she was about the same age as her. Every time she saw her, she greeted her happily. She also noticed her blushing and peeking at her many times. She felt a little cute and asked curiously, "Xiao An,
How long have you been at the old house?"
"I have been here since I can remember, probably when I was more than 6 years old, and it has been 15 years now." Xiao An didn't know why she asked, but she still said it one by one seriously and cautiously.
"Have you grown up here since you were a child?" Wenqing was surprised.
"Well, I'm an orphan. The old lady is kind-hearted and helps me go to school, but I'm stupid and can't study well, so I work with Sister Yuan." She said this a little shyly and scratched her head unnaturally.
Hearing this, he smiled warmly and comforted her, "You are very cute and very hard-working." Every time I see her, she is doing things seriously and energetically. No matter how big or small, dirty or tiring, she has never been seen showing dissatisfaction.
Emotions.
The unnaturalness, loss and low self-esteem in Xiao An's heart disappeared instantly because of Wen Qing's words. She raised her head and smiled cleanly and refreshingly. "Thank you, Miss Wen Qing."
Her gentle and beautiful smile was like a beam of light, illuminating the darkness in her heart and revealing the brightest things.
Wen Qing smiled and shook his head.
"It's just ahead." Xiao An turned the corner with warmth and pointed to the front.
"Yeah" Wen Qing also saw that the backyard was different from the front yard. She really couldn't imagine how big the old house was. It not only had a front yard, but also a backyard.
She thought that the pavilion in the front yard was big enough, exaggerated enough, and had everything she wanted, but she didn't expect that the backyard was no smaller than the front yard.
The backyard was a flower garden, and there was also a very large and lush century-old banyan tree. She couldn't describe the sight she saw.
The old lady was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea, and Sister-in-law Yuan was fanning her gently beside her with a big sunflower fan, which was a bit like the scene of the ancient Buddha.
As she drank her tea, she saw a flash of yellow, and then a warm figure, "Xixi, come here quickly."
"Grandma, good afternoon." Wen Qing came and said hello.
"Okay, okay," the old lady replied with a smile, and waited for her to get closer and take a serious look, "How is your nap?"
"Very good, where is grandma?" she responded with a warm nod.
The old lady pulled her to sit down and said, "I'm fine, I slept well."
"Come on, these are palace pastries. Try them to see if they suit your taste." He pushed the exquisite pastries on the table to Wen Qing and motioned for her to try them.
He nodded tenderly, not wanting to reject the old man's kindness. He reached for his fork and took another bite gracefully. After he swallowed it, he looked seriously at the old lady's expectant eyes and responded, "It's delicious, sweet but not greasy, and rich."
Strong rose scent."
"If you like it, eat more." The old lady liked her seriousness and sincerity very much. When she heard that it was delicious, she happily told her to eat more.
Wen Qing nodded with a smile and ate two pieces. The old lady signaled Sister Yuan to stop and poured tea for her. The flower and fruit tea also satisfied Wen Qing's taste buds.
The old lady had the habit of having afternoon tea, but she didn't eat much. But this time she chatted and laughed with the warmth, drank fruit tea and ate cakes, and she ate a little happily.
Half an hour passed, and Wenqing put down your tableware early, drinking tea and chatting with the old lady, and the sun in the west slowly set.
The wanton sunshine is no longer so stubborn, and the sultry wind has become gentle, blowing gently with a coolness.
"Let's go, let's take you out for a walk." the old lady said.
"Okay." Seeing that the old lady had stood up neatly, Wenqing didn't ask where she was going. She stood up and walked to her side to hold her arm.
"I've long wanted to take you out for a walk," the old lady said. "That brat has been occupying you all day long." She was dissatisfied.
"There is an ancient alley near us. There are not many people visiting it, but there is everything in it," the old lady explained to her as she walked.
There are not many people visiting because this ancient alley has restrictions. Whether it is people setting up stalls or people visiting, they must go through layers of checks before they can enter, because this ancient alley is the best and most complete.
, is also protected.
At first it was not open to play, but now it is open with conditions and restrictions, and not everyone can enter.
"Well, okay." He responded tenderly.
The old lady told Mrs. Yuan to prepare the car. She pulled Wenqing behind and walked slowly while introducing the situation of the ancient alley.
Wenqing listened carefully and became curious. It turned out that the ancient alleys grandma mentioned were the ancient alleys in Guangdong City that were said to be open with conditions on the Internet, or that they had "status."
She had seen the pictures and comments posted on the Internet, which were all topics of envy and yearning to enter.
The green bricks and tiles, the folk customs of the Republic of China, the long streets and streets, when gathered together are fireworks, when spread out, they are what the world calls the ancient alleys of Guangdong.
The description here is just like the flashing scenes he described in Mr. Zhou's "Fireworks".
But she didn't know if that was true, and she was also full of expectations at this moment.