Weiwei blinked her big watery eyes and stared at Qingyang over there, waiting for his answer.
However, Qingyang has never been able to give an answer. It was he who did the cruel things twelve years ago. How could he have the courage to tell all this? How could he let Weiwei know that the uncle Qingyang she had always admired had actually been
He is a murderous demon without blinking an eye.
At this moment, Li Yanxiang suddenly knelt down and stroked Weiwei's little face, "Is your name Weiwei?"
"Well," Weiwei blinked her big eyes, "Sister, how do you know my name?"
Li Yanxiang intentionally turned her head to cover the burned half of her face. She didn't want to frighten Weiwei because of her appearance. After all, she was only a child.
As if she remembered something, Weiwei smiled playfully and nodded in understanding, "Oh, I know, Uncle Qing must have told you!"
Li Yanxiang nodded, "Yes, we have known your Uncle Qing for a long time, so we came here specially to see you."
At this time, Lan Xun was still glaring at Qing Yang, with burning hatred in his eyes.
Li Yanxiang knows that hatred is hatred and cannot disappear with the passage of time. Just like she did to Qing Ge, no matter how much time passes, she will never forget that he personally stabbed the dagger into her heart and ended her life.
life.
"Uncle Qing, why are you still stunned?" Weiwei suddenly ran in front of Qing Yang, gently pushing him with her two little hands, "It's not easy to have two beautiful sisters as guests, why don't you invite them?"
Why don’t you go in and sit down?”
"..." Qingyang was slightly startled. He didn't expect Weiwei to be so sensible. Although Lan Xun didn't kill Weiwei, Qingyang felt even more ashamed.
"Go quickly!" Weiwei's two little hands continued to push Qingyang, "Uncle Qing, go quickly..."
Qingyang came helplessly in front of Lan Xun and Li Yanxiang. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't.
"Lan Xun, let's go in," Li Yanxiang nudged Lan Xun's arm, "For Weiwei's sake."
"Weiwei?" Lan Xun couldn't help turning her head to look at Weiwei over there. Her big watery eyes were full of expectation, and she couldn't bear to refuse.
"Let's go! Sisters, please come to my house! You will take care of food and housing!" Weiwei smiled and walked forward, leading the way for Li Yanxiang and Lan Xun.
Qingyang frowned slightly, he had nothing to say, there were only countless apologies in his heart.
Weiwei walked in the front, followed closely by Li Yanxiang and Lan Xun, and soon arrived at the bamboo house.
At a glance, the bamboo house is not very spacious, but it is extremely clean. It is hard to imagine that a grown man like Qing Yang can be so meticulous.
There are three rooms in the bamboo house. The innermost room is a simple kitchen. Although it looks a bit crude, it is fully equipped with pots, pans, firewood, rice, oil, salt, etc.
The room in the middle is obviously Weiwei's room. There is a small bed there. The bed is covered with a pink quilt. The room is filled with bamboo wind chimes. You can hear the breeze blowing.
The crisp sound of bamboo boards, this so natural music sounds like the sound of nature.
The outermost room should be the living room. There is also an old bamboo bed by the window, covered with a patched quilt. This must be where Qingyang sleeps.
"Sisters, eat the candied haws! It's delicious!" Weiwei took another candied haws, smacked her lips, and started chewing again.
Looking at Weiwei's expectant eyes, Li Yanxiang and Lan Xun couldn't help but pick up the candied haws in their hands and took a bite. It was indeed very sweet, but Lan Xun couldn't taste any of it at this time.
"Weiwei, be good, after you eat the candied haws, go and take a nap." Qingyang caressed Weiwei's face, feeling very reluctant to let go, but he knew that he was not qualified to ask for life.
"Well, Uncle Qing, I'll leave these two beautiful sisters to you!" As she said that, Weiwei took the candied haws in her hand, jumped back to her bedroom, and then opened the small bamboo door of the room.