The small courtyard is not big, with bluestone paving and a few green bamboos planted. When you open the courtyard door, you will find that it is very cramped inside, with only three main rooms and no small side rooms.
The yard is also paved with blue bricks, leaving only a little open space in the corners, where bamboos are still planted.
As the courtyard door opens, a faint scent of sandalwood wafts out, which is warm and pleasant.
It's cold in the mountains and even colder in the house.
It's a sunny day today, the sun is shining beautifully, but there's no special temperature.
Yun Qiao moved two chairs out of the house and sat with Xi Lanting in the courtyard.
When moving the chair, he accidentally touched Xi Lanting's finger. Yun Qiao was shocked to find that his finger was getting colder and subconsciously wanted to cover it for him.
"Uncle Qi, are you cold?" Yun Qiao asked.
Xi Lanting: "It's okay. For me, there is no comfort or discomfort, it's all about the same."
Yun Qiao wanted to warm his hands.
He shook his head: "That's not necessary, your hand is not a heater."
Yun Qiao: "..."
She asked Xi Lanting again if she wanted to stay here at night, but Xi Lanting refused, preferring to go down the mountain at night.
This time it came and went in a hurry.
The abbot repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay: "All the rooms in the backyard have been cleared out."
But Yun Qiao insisted on going back: "There are sacrifices to be made, and there are a lot of things to be busy with."
The abbot no longer forced himself.
When going down the mountain, Yun Qiao and Xi Lanting fell at the back. The mountain road was a bit slippery, and Yun Qiao almost slipped. Xi Lanting quickly caught her with his quick eyes and hands.
His hands were indeed cold, and he could feel them even through his clothes; and Yun Qiao's own hands were not warm at all.
"Be careful. It will be interesting if you fall." Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao: "..."
When going down the mountain, she also told Xi Lanting that in the future, when everything is over, she would like to stay on the mountain for a few months to pray for her grandmother, hoping that she would be reborn into a good family and be wealthy throughout her life.
Xi Lanting: "If you are sincere, you will be spiritual. There is no need to go to the temple in person to recite Buddha's name."
Yun Qiao: "The vegetarian food at Lingjue Temple is delicious, and it's a good place to stay. If you come here in the summer, just use it as a way to escape the heat. What do you think of lunch?"
"General." Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao: "..."
Probably no matter how good a person or thing is, it would be difficult for him to get into Uncle Qi's eyes.
Xi Lanting seemed to be able to guess her thoughts, and added: "I'm not picky, I'm just average. If it's really good, I like it too."
"Then what does Uncle Qi like?"
"like you."
Yun Qiao took a breath.
Then, she heard Xi Lanting continue, "...obediently."
He likes the way she is obedient and doesn't always disobey him or go against him.
Yun Qiao: "..."
"Am I not good?" she asked Xi Lanting, "Am I not good enough for Uncle Qi?"
"It's just average." Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao suddenly felt very discouraged.
Perhaps, in Uncle Qi's eyes, she is just a not-so-outstanding person, just average in everything. Even her well-behaved nature can only be regarded as average.
She said nothing more.
Xi Lanting suddenly held her hand.
Yun Qiao wanted to say something, but Xi Lanting said, "I'll hold your hand to prevent you from falling again."
Yun Qiao: "..."
Xi Lanting said to her again: "What are you thinking about all day long? At such a young age, you have a lot of worries."
Yun Qiao: "I didn't think about anything."
Xi Lanting: "That's good."
After walking a few steps, he let go again and just asked her: "Keep walking, don't fall."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Ning turned to look at them and urged Yun Qiao to hurry up, as he would be late for dinner.