I had nothing to do in the morning, and reading at home was boring.
Yun Qiao couldn't stand it anymore as she watched it. She kept thinking whether brother Cheng had brought her her favorite snacks such as butterfly cakes and chicken pancakes.
I finally made it to lunch.
Before eating, Yun Qiao had changed her clothes and combed her hair neatly. To prevent it from getting messy when riding in a rickshaw, Yun Qiao braided two long braids, then rolled them up and stuffed them into her hair on both sides.
Du Xueru saw it and praised her: "This hair is beautifully combed."
They are neat and pretty, like a little girl's servant girls, but because they hang low, they are immature but not young.
"I'm going out later." Yun Qiao explained.
Du Xueru asked her what she was going to do.
"I'm going to Uncle Qian's house," Yun Qiao said.
Du Xueru had some worries in her heart and had always doubted who Qian Ping was, so she immediately said: "I'll go with you. Then ask the servant to prepare some cans and candies."
"It's very far away," Yun Qiao said, "It takes a long time to take a rickshaw, and there may be no one to entertain you there. Why don't I go and say it in advance, and you can go there next time."
Du Xueru glanced at her suspiciously.
"Why can't I go?" She asked Yun Qiao, "Are you hiding any secrets from me?"
"That's true." Yun Qiao said with a smile, "Aren't I afraid of the hard work for you? Since you want to go, then go together. Don't complain then."
Du Xueru herself gave up her doubts again.
What if the Qian family is poor and downtrodden, and if she goes away like this, she gets into trouble and can't get rid of them in the future? Another point is that the Xi family doesn't know that Du Xueru and Du Xiaoqin are twin sisters, but Qian Ping and his wife do.
Du Xueru remembered that Qian Ping had not been talkative since he was a child. He was very thoughtful and not a good person.
She felt a little guilty. Qian Pingruo was talking nonsense, and Du Xueru couldn't prove her innocence, so why bother with the mess?
"My back has been sore these past two days and I can't take a long rickshaw ride. You can go by yourself and come back early," Du Xueru said.
Yun Qiao: "It might be a bit far. If you can't make it back, I'll stay at Qian's house and come back tomorrow morning."
Du Xueru wanted to say something else, but Xi Wenluo burst into tears upstairs. The child was crying annoyingly, so Du Xueru went to see what was going on instead of continuing to argue with Yun Qiao.
Yun Qiao got into a rickshaw at the entrance of Xi Mansion.
The car reached the street in front of Qian's Mansion. Yun Qiao got off first and then walked over to prevent the rickshaw driver from going back and talking nonsense.
When they arrived at Qian's Mansion, Aunt Qian and others were at home and told Yun Qiao: "They are talking in the south study room at the back."
Uncle Qian's private study room goes to the back.
When Yun Qiao rushed over, the afternoon sunshine was just right. A crabapple was in bloom. It had drizzled last night, and the ground had fallen like a brocade carpet.
Cheng Li and Uncle Qian stood under the eaves, smoking and talking.
The sun was shining brightly, and Cheng Li's face was half melted in the warm sunshine and half hidden in the shadows. The curve of his jaw was firm and elegant, tall and slender, and he was dressed in a blue-gray shirt and trousers, calm and indifferent.
Yun Qiao shouted: "Second brother."
Cheng Li glanced in the direction of the door, and leaned forward slightly, his whole face falling into the sunlight. A smile spread out of the corners of his eyes, blowing towards Yun Qiao like a spring breeze, warm and comfortable.
"Isn't it because it's only now? You've been enduring it for a long time, right?" he asked with a smile.
He did not doubt Yun Qiao's alienation.
Yun Qiao wanted to laugh for a moment, but was a little embarrassed: "I'm not greedy at all!"
"I didn't say you were greedy, I said you were looking forward to seeing me." Cheng Li laughed, his voice was hearty and clean in a different way, which was very comfortable in his ears.
His voice is very moving.
Yun Qiao: "..."
Qian Changping couldn't help laughing, saying that Yun Qiao was still a child with a bad temper and could easily be bribed by delicious food.