It has been almost five months since I fell in love with Xi Lanting, and they are officially engaged, but Yun Qiao still feels that it is not real.
She didn't know why.
It seems to be obtained too easily, which is a bit disturbing.
Xi Lanting's hand gently rubbed her back, and her voice was low and gentle: "What are you thinking about?"
"I miss our relationship," Yun Qiao said truthfully.
Xi Lanting's back tensed slightly for a moment: "Stop thinking about it. Let's talk about the Double Ten Festival."
He had already told her not to mention Double Ten Day again and that she could go wherever she wanted, but now in order to change the subject, he took the initiative to bring it up again.
Yun Qiao glanced at him suspiciously.
He kissed her gently on the forehead.
Yun Qiao got up from his arms, sat upright, and said seriously where she was going during Double Ten Day: "...The main thing is to see how much dowry Uncle Ni and Uncle Qian have prepared for me."
Now that grandma is gone, they are her elders.
Yun Qiao knew that the two of them were rich, and her grandmother had already divided the property before she died, but Yun Qiao and them took it differently.
The fields in my hometown, the shops and businesses in the county town all belong to Uncle Ni; the business in Yancheng and the north belongs to Uncle Qian; at that time, grandma may have thought that Yun Qiao would marry to Guangzhou, so the factories and docks in the south were left to
Got her.
Aunt Qian and Aunt Tong both mentioned that the uncles would prepare dowries for Yun Qiao, Changning and Jingxin.
"I want a little more," Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao: "You are so rich, but you still care about your wife's dowry?"
The word "wife" suddenly cleared away the dark clouds in Xi Lanting's heart and it became clear.
He wanted to kiss her again.
He took her hand and kissed her carefully: "Well, I want everything from my wife!"
Only in this way can he feel at ease.
Yun Qiao's hands were a little numb, her smile was bright and warm, and she was extremely happy: "Then I'll ask for more."
Xi Lanting: "So good."
Since they were sure they couldn't go out together during the Double Ten Festival, Xi Lanting asked her to go out for a walk on the weekend and celebrate the Double Ten Festival in advance.
"The street is definitely not as lively as the Double Ten Festival, but it is still a bit interesting." Xi Lanting said, "If you don't like the noise, let's go for a picnic."
Picnics are a fashionable thing.
In the spring, Yun Qiao also went with Wen Luyao. There were many people in the wild at that time. Picknik is a very popular activity recently and is popular in spring and autumn.
Yun Qiao heard her classmates discuss it several times, and they also invited Yun Qiao.
Just because Yun Qiao wants to fall in love and maintain the friendship between Wen Luyao and Jiang Yanyu, he is busy every weekend and has no time to make friends in school.
"The street is not interesting, let's go have a picnic." Yun Qiao said, "I will prepare the food."
"Let Xi Rong prepare it," Xi Lanting said, "Just tell me what you want to eat."
"It's nothing more than cakes, biscuits and orange water." Yun Qiao said.
She remembered for no reason the last time Xi Lanting proposed, they went to the Ningbo restaurant to eat eight-treasure rice.
It would be great if you take it to a picnic.
However, the eight-treasure rice needs to be eaten hot, as it loses its taste when it is cold. After buying it and taking it outdoors, it is already difficult to maintain the heat.
Yun Qiao sighed.
Xi Lanting: "Then don't worry about it and let Xi Rong get ready."
Yun Qiao did not continue to argue with him.
I feel hopeful and busy, and the week passes very quickly.
It's the weekend in a blink of an eye.
It rained from Monday to Thursday and cleared up on Friday, which resulted in a cool, sunny and warm weekend with no clouds or wind.
Xi Lanting did not choose the riverside before, but chose a manor.
The two of them had come here to play tennis before.
The scenery in the park is pleasant, paved with golden red and yellow leaves, warm colors everywhere, and the wind in the air is sweet.
This is the unique flavor of autumn, the fruity aroma that naturally comes out when the fruits are ripe.
"Uncle Qi, what kind of tree is that?" Yun Qiao asked.