In the afternoon, the three of them officially started working. Jinyun was sent by Aunt He to take care of the kitchen, Mu Xue took care of the front hall, and Tingyu took care of the room.
Tingyu went upstairs with a broom and cleaned the rooms on the third floor as Aunt He told him.
The sound of footsteps came from the stairs, which was relatively slow, and she could already hear who it was.
The boy walked down the stairs and suddenly stopped at the corner and looked at the girl who was going up the stairs.
Tingyu came to him, his bright red lips curled, and his standard fifteenth smiled: "Young Master, is there anything wrong?"[
He was stunned, and he stared at her for a long time, immediately looked away, shook his head, and a very low voice overflowed: "It's okay."
He almost heard an invisible sound. After saying that, he quickly walked down the stairs, breathing faintly.
Tingyu blinked, was she that scary? Does he need to escape? In fact, this is correct, he should have escaped.
These rooms are all vacant and are already very clean. The so-called cleaning is just to sweep the dust, wipe the table and hanging paintings.
Aunt He gave her an afternoon to clean. After about an hour, she had already taken care of all the rooms.
She was not a scheming and diligent person. She saw a game of chess on the table, so she started playing.
About half an hour later, she heard the footsteps coming from the stairs, slowly dragging, and she could guess who was coming upstairs.
So she picked up the cloth and pretended to wipe the chess pieces, making them shine.
The footsteps came to the door of the room and stopped. He looked inside and saw her silhouette, her blue and white skirt, her half-short hair tied up high, and she was scrubbing the chess pieces carefully.
"Young Master, is there anything wrong?" Tingyu turned her head and looked at him, and asked with a smile.
"It's okay." He said lightly.
"Then what are you doing at the door?" Tingyu asked softly.
"..." He was stunned. Why did he stand at the door? Can't he stand here?
"Young Master, do you want to come in and sit for a while?" Tingyu asked with a smile, as if she was the owner of this room.
"...Okay." He hesitated for a while, then went in, sat on a chair, and packed up his chess pieces.
"Then I'll go out first." Tingyu wiped the last piece clean and put it down.
"Slow down." He suddenly called her, holding a chess piece in his palm, clenching it slightly.
"What else is there?" Tingyu looked at him. She was depressed. Did he need to be so nervous? Or was it because he had a heart disease?
"Do you know how to play chess?" he said slowly.[
"I understand a little, do you want me to play chess with you?" Tingyu smiled and expressed his intention.
"Yes, are you free?" he asked nervously.
"This, it's up to the young master to decide whether I have time or not." Tingyu blinked and laughed in his heart.
"Uh? Then are you willing to play chess with me?" he asked expectantly.
"It's my honor to be able to play chess with the young master." Tingyu put down the bucket in his hand and sat on the chair opposite him.
"Do you choose white or black?" He asked while lowering his head slightly and fiddling with the chessboard.
"I'll choose white chess." She likes to start first.
"Okay, then I'll choose black chess." He fiddled with the chessboard, and looked up at her, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Maybe it was because the distance was too close.
Time flies for a game of chess. I don’t know if it’s because the two of them play chess too fast or if someone loses too fast.
He was depressed. In the past, he played alone and didn't know where his level was. Now, in actual combat, he showed that his chess skills were very good.
"Can you still have another game with me?" he asked expectantly.
"Of course it's OK." Tingyu smiled.
A new round has begun, and the speed of playing chess this time has been significantly slower.
It took about an hour to finish, until the sound of footsteps came, the sound of going up the stairs.
He was still thinking about what to do next, not knowing whether he couldn't hear the footsteps or felt that it didn't matter.
Tingyu had no choice but to take a chess piece and pretend to wipe it.
He looked at her in confusion and said, "This piece is already very clean, don't wipe it."
"Aunt He is coming up, and I am at least doing it." Tingyu wiped it very seriously and very diligently.
"No, I'll just say it to Aunt He." He was a little amused and crying.
Tingyu blinked, then put down the chess piece and continued to play chess.
After a while, Aunt He came up and saw the two playing chess, surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Aunt He, I'll let her play chess with me." He looked at the chessboard, without looking at the person, and said lightly.[
"So Young Master, you are here, then I won't disturb you, playing chess." Aunt He said gently, and after speaking, he went downstairs.