Along the way, Miss Jiang did not want to speak. She just huddled in the passenger seat and closed her eyes to take a nap. Her eyeballs under her thin eyelids were motionless and she did not fall asleep.
Yun Qiao didn't ask any more questions.
When the car returned to Xi Mansion, Yun Qiao asked Miss Jiang to carry her luggage and go to the fourth room first, while she took Xi Lanting back herself.
The car turned a corner and arrived at the main entrance of Xi Lanting's courtyard. Yun Qiao got out of the car.
It was clear today, the sun was shining brightly, and the blue sky was clear. When Xi Lanting got out of the car, his face faced the light, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at Yun Qiao with his slender eyes.
At this moment, his eyes were extremely dark, like thick ink.
"Uncle Qi, are you bored?" Yun Qiao asked him, "Do you want me to take you to eat something?"
Xi Lanting: "I went out for a walk and relieved my boredom. Just go and do whatever you need to do. I don't need to wait for you here."
Yun Qiao said hello.
She returned to the fourth room, only to find that Jiang Yanyu was not there.
Du Xueru said: "She came in to say hello and went back to Nanyuan to live. She came back very early?"
"The road is not that difficult." Yun Qiao said, "I'll go take a look."
She went to Nanyuan instead.
Jiang Yanyu has already started to clean up Nanyuan.
After her brother went on vacation, they went back to live in the small mansion, and it was empty for a few days. The old woman who cleaned it for them was still there, taking care of it. The house was clean, but the bed needed to be remade.
While Jiang Yanyu lowered his head to work, he told Yun Qiao in a heavy nasal voice: "I will live here and spend the Chinese New Year with you. I want to live with you because I am afraid that my brother and mother will not let me leave."
Yun Qiao never forced anyone, so she nodded immediately: "Okay."
"You don't have to accompany me," Jiang Yanyu said, "I'll finish cleaning up and go to the kitchen to serve food. I've lived here for half a year, and I'm as familiar with it as you are."
Yun Qiao: "Okay."
After saying that, she turned to leave.
The snow in Nanyuan has not been swept, and it is full of snow on the roofs, courtyards, and treetops. The wind blows and falls. The snow falling on the wintersweet branches is crystal clear, but it is dyed through by the fragrance of plum blossoms.
Yun Qiao had already walked down the steps. Jiang Yanyu chased after her and called her: "Yun Qiao, you...can you stay with me?"
As she spoke, her voice became softer again.
Yun Qiao stood still and nodded: "Okay."
The saddest person is Jiang Yanyu. If he wants to be alone or talk to Yun Qiao, he can.
There is also a small heater in Nanyuan. The old servant heated the hot water. Yun Qiao found some tea leaves and brewed a pot of tea.
She poured Jiang Yanyu a glass, poured herself a glass, and drank slowly while sitting on the sofa.
Jiang Yanyu drank a cup of tea, feeling too depressed and unwilling to speak.
After drinking hot tea, her depression seemed to lighten a little, and she told Yun Qiao: "My mother is getting a divorce."
In today's world, divorce between young men and women has become a fashionable topic. However, divorce between middle-aged couples is almost uncommon and is a disaster.
Two people who have been married for many years are like two trees that are close to each other. Maybe the two trees are independent of each other on the surface, but their roots underground are intertwined.
If you want to separate them and take apart all the roots, you have to peel off the skin and bones, which is excruciatingly painful.
Like Jiang Yanyu's parents, they were of the same family when they got married. The two families had been in-laws for many years, and they were closely related in power, business, and even money. They couldn't be separated, let alone two children.
For a child, the separation of her parents is like tearing apart the home she relies on for survival.
Jiang Yanyu was in extreme pain.
Yun Qiao was also surprised: "Your parents have a very good relationship."
Mr. Jiang has neither a concubine nor a girlfriend, and he is willing to burn cigarettes for his wife. Why is he suddenly about to get divorced?
"It's my mother." Jiang Yanyu said.
Last night, her parents had a big fight.
Mrs. Jiang asked Mr. Jiang: "You were willing to let me go back then, why can't you let me go now? Just think that I was killed by the kidnappers back then."
"For two months, those men were in the same room with me day and night, and they fed me cigarettes. Do you really believe they did nothing else? Why did you lie to yourself?"
"You gave up at that time. Are you acting like this now to ease your conscience?"
Jiang Yanyu was frightened hearing every word Mrs. Jiang said.
Mr. Jiang, who had always been gentle and elegant, became furious and told her to shut up. He also said that he had treated her with a clear conscience over the years, so why should he be criticized by her?