Xiao Xia lowered her head a little and looked at Wan Qing hesitantly. Seeing that Wan Qing didn't respond, she felt lucky and said, "Yes." She turned around and walked out.
When Qin'er arrived, Wan Qing was making incense in her room. When Qin'er arrived, she just raised her eyes and glanced coldly at the two maids Qiu and Dong who were following Qin'er, "You all get out.
If I don’t scream, you’re not allowed to come in.”
The two maids in Qiu and Dong wanted to fight for their master, but unfortunately, when they thought that the person in charge of the uncle's room at this time was the second young lady's own mother, and their young lady's mother was already dead, even if she was not dead, the uncle's
His heart was never in her.
No matter how loyal these two maids are, they can't help at all. After all, they are servants, how can they get involved in their master's affairs? If they get angry and sell them, they will not even have the right to complain.
"Sister, sister, you, are you looking for me?" She was only wearing a middle coat, her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, and her eyes were timid, and she kept looking around the window and Wan Qing.
Wan Qing took out a small box from the bedside, sat on the bed, then waved to Qin'er, pointing to the other side of the bed: "Come here, sit here."
Qin'er didn't know why, but she didn't dare not go. She slowly moved to the bedside at the speed of a tortoise. Fortunately, a thunderbolt helped her and made her jump onto the bed like a rabbit. Not only that, she also grabbed Wan.
Qing's arms were curled up next to Wan Qing, trembling non-stop. He almost got into her arms.
4 Bullying Qin'er on a thunderstorm night (4)
Compared to the terrifying thunder outside, Wan Qing, whom she was subconsciously afraid of, also became her protective umbrella.
"What are you hiding from? Come out." Wan Qing reached out and pulled Qin'er out.
"Sister-sister, sister." Qin'er's tears had already begun to fall down.
"Boom!" Another thunder sounded.
"ah!!"
"Shut up." Wan Qing roared angrily, glaring at Qin'er fiercely.
Qin'er swallowed it all and stroked her lips hard with her hand, her eyes widened, her tears kept falling, and her whole body was shaking.
"Don't cry!" Wan Qing glared again.
"I, I, I, I, I, I won't cry."
Tears were obviously still falling down, but Wan Qing felt that this was enough, so she opened the box and threw it on the bed.
"Let's play games." Wan Qing smiled at Qin'er again, but her yelling had no effect. This smile made Qin'er hold her breath for a moment, and she looked straight at her, forgetting to shed tears.
.
"What, what game?" The eyes and voice were cautious and guarded.
"Look what this is?" Wan Qing picked up the things that fell on the bed.
"No, I don't know!"
"This is a wild apricot stone." She didn't know that Wan Qing had expected it. After all, she was a wealthy lady living in a large mansion deep in the mountains. How could she possibly know the wild apricots on these mountains?
"I have a total of thirty-six wild apricot kernels here. Now, every time I divide them into two piles, you can guess whether they are single or double." Wan Qing said, dividing the pile of wild apricot kernels into two piles, and dividing them into two piles.
One pile was put into the box, and the other pile was pushed in front of Qin'er.
"Look, is this odd or even?"
Qin'er immediately looked at the apricot core, secretly counted it in her heart, and then slowly raised her head, "Double."
Wan Qing immediately smiled with satisfaction and said: "Yes, it's a double. Now, let's guess. Of course, we have to have some luck. In this way... every time you lose twice, you lose something to me. And every time I lose, I lose something."
I will lose something to you."
As she said that, she took out the golden lock around her neck and waved it towards Qin'er, "If you can beat me three times in a row, in addition to the prize you deserve, I can also give you this." Afraid that Qin'er wouldn't believe it, she
He added, "Don't worry, I will give it to you as I say. I will never complain to my parents, and I will never let them find out that I have lost my things."
5 Bullying Qin'er on a thunderstorm night (5)
"Sister?" It could be because there was no thunder outside for the time being, or it could be because she was frightened by Wan Qing's suggestion. Qin'er forgot about her fear for a moment and just opened her eyes wide and looked at Wan Qing.
"Okay, let's start now." Wan Qing was not prepared to give her a chance to choose. She poured the wild apricot kernels out of the box and put them in a pile. Under Qin'er's surprised gaze, she took a handkerchief and covered it there.
On a pile of apricot kernels.
He smiled at Qin'er and said, "You have to see and hear clearly."
He put his little hand into the handkerchief, grabbed a handful of wild apricot kernels, and threw them into the box. After a soft crackling sound, he slowly raised his head and looked at Qin'er with a smile.
"Now, you can guess. Is this an odd number or an even number?"
"Here, how can I guess this?" Qin'er was dumbfounded. Didn't she let her watch before and secretly count them? Now, they are all blocked and she can't see anything. How can she guess this?
Thinking about the few pitiful things she had, they were all left to her by her mother back then. She didn't want to lose any of them.
"Can I not guess?" He looked at Wan Qing hopefully.
"Okay, but if you don't guess, you lose." Wan Qing said as if I was easy to negotiate, and patted Qin'er on the shoulder, "If you guess, you have at least half the chance. If you don't guess, you can only give away my winnings.
Give it to me."
Qin'er lowered her head and stared at the square handkerchief, as if she wanted to see through it. Unfortunately, after a while, she could only let out a long breath.
Wan Qing kept looking at Qin'er with the corner of her mouth curled up, seeing her hands opening and closing, her teeth biting her lips, and her little brows furrowing tightly.
Looking at that small and cute face like an angel, there is a hint of sadness that shouldn't be there.
"Odd number." Finally, Qin'er made up her mind and shouted softly as if she was risking her life.
Wan Qing nodded, took the handkerchiefs away, two by two, and put them aside, "Good luck, odd numbers." Wan Qing smiled softly, and took out all the things she had just collected not too long ago,