It's been almost half a month since Xia Rou came to Cao's house. Cao Yang likes to see her when he returns home.
Because no matter whether she was in a daze or in deep thought when he saw her, as soon as she looked up and saw him, there would be layers of smiles in those black and clear eyes in an instant.
Cao Yang is nearly 30 years old, and he has read a lot of people. He could tell that the little girl's eyes showed sincere joy and closeness when she saw him.
Not fake.
No one, no matter a man or a woman, seeing such a beautiful, well-behaved and quiet girl, with such a sincere closeness to himself, can't help but love her.
"What delicious food did Lao Zheng make? Make you eat too much?" Cao Yang teased. He has always disliked that Xia Rou's appetite is too small and her body is too thin.
Xia Rou pursed her lips and smiled.
"You are not here at night. I am bored by myself, so I went to the side building to eat with everyone. There are so many people, so I eat more without knowing it." She took the opportunity to ask, "Brother Cao Yang, I think that when you are not here in the future , I’ll go to the side building for dinner. Aunt Fang and Uncle Zheng said they can’t make decisions, do you think it’s okay?”
She thought that with Cao Yang's kindness, he would definitely agree. She didn't expect Cao Yang to be silent for a second before rejecting the proposal.
"Not so good," he said. "forget it."
Xia Rou was slightly surprised.
Cao Yang saw her surprise and didn't explain, just said: "I'm tired today, I'll tell you later. I'll go to the car first."
Xia Rou took a step back, Cao Yang shifted into gear, advanced one meter, and stopped again.
"Xiaorou." He probed.
Xia Rou walked over.
"Get up early tomorrow. I'll take you for a morning jog. Get up early, the sun is not strong, so you won't get tanned." Cao Yang smiled, let go of his feet, and the car drove into the garage.
Xia Rou continued to walk slowly to digest food.
However, he vaguely saw a curvaceous figure hurrying out of the annex, but still failed to catch up. Cao Yang has already entered the main building.
The figure stood there for a while, then turned back to the wing with some disappointment.
Xia Rou stood there looking at the ripples in the world, and realized something in her heart.
It seems to be more transparent.
She looked at the main building again, and soon saw the lights in Cao Yang's room lit up.
Only the heavy hangings can be seen on the huge panes, deep and rich.
Thinking about Cao Yang's rejection of her proposal just now, it doesn't seem difficult to understand.
Of course Cao Yang also knows how to respect others, but this cannot obliterate the fact that he was born in a powerful family and stood on top of others since he was a child. He and his peers have much stronger distinctions and class consciousness than the general public.
After all, in his heart, those who are hired by the Cao family to serve the Cao family are different from them.
But, it's not necessary, Xia Rou thought.
Because she is not from the Cao family. He didn't need to put her in his circle.
In her previous life, in order not to leave that circle, she forced things that she shouldn't force, so that she ended up dying unexpectedly.
In this life, she put all these down.
She was reborn, and she didn't rush to do anything or get anything.
In her previous life, she was too anxious and wanted too much, so she fell so hard, missed so much, and disappointed those who really cared about her.
In this life, she hopes that her life will walk a little slower, just like the steps she walks in the courtyard now, slowly, but under the blowing of the night wind, it is comfortable and cozy.
She thought, don't let down those who really treat her well.
She looked up and saw a figure by the window of Cao Yang's bedroom, who seemed to be smoking.
She smiled and continued walking.
Although Xia Rou's judgment on Cao Yang was correct, she didn't know that Cao Yang and Cao Xiong hadn't really made up their minds about how to raise her.
It is not difficult to feed her, let her have no worries about food and clothing, and even give her a sum of money as a dowry in the future. The difficulty is, to what extent should the Cao family take responsibility for her
Xia Rou's proposal was indeed unintentional, but it did touch the essence of "how to raise her".
Just treat her as a sojourner who has lost her parents and support her, then Cao Yang can agree to her. Even that would be good for her, it would be more beneficial for her to recognize her identity, and it would be beneficial for her to smoothly adapt to life without the Cao family after leaving the Cao family.
But when Cao Yang held the steering wheel and looked at the girl's white face and dark eyes in the night, he couldn't make such a decision.
It's easy to get summer and workers mixed together. But to separate her from them in the future, there will be a lot of embarrassment and embarrassment.
So Cao Yang rejected her proposal.
He figured it would be safer to maintain the status quo until he and his father made a decision.
For Xiarou, it's better... let's just leave it at that.
Xia Rou didn't know that Cao Yang was still thinking about her while standing in front of the window smoking a cigarette.
She thought he must be thinking of something big. He is an excellent man who was born into a powerful family, and he is destined to do great things.
And she was just a small thing in his life. Because he is a good person and a good brother, he is willing to devote a little energy and care to her.
This point he distinguished was enough to warm her life.
She walked slowly, listening to insects for a while, and looking at the starry sky for a while. Cherish every minute she can still live in Cao's house.
Another car drove in through the gate, the lights shone in front of her, and the black car stopped slowly. The rear window was lowered, revealing Cao Xiong's face.
"Xiao Rou, what are you doing?" he asked.
Even the question was exactly the same, except that Cao Xiong's voice was deeper and more majestic. Xia Rou wanted to laugh a little.
So she laughed.
This man is the master of this family and the one who really changed her life and saved her from being displaced and without a branch.
His voice sounded majestic, making people involuntarily intimidating. But Xia Rou knew that he had actually tried to be as gentle as possible. Because in the next ten years, she had seen him truly intimidating.
A man who holds great power and has dominated the four eastern provinces for twenty years, even a casual word from him can make people tremble.
His later attitude towards Xia Rou was not affectionate, even a little cold.
But Xia Rou knew that he was actually very kind to her. He and she at that time actually had a common problem, they didn't know how to express their feelings for each other correctly.
Looking at Cao Xiong in the car, Xia Rou suddenly thought that she should treat him better.
In her previous life, she failed to let the Cao family know that her gratitude to them was her dying regret. Since she can start her life again, she... should do better.
At least, let Cao Xiong know that she is not a white-eyed wolf. In her heart, she is deeply grateful to him.
So, she wanted to laugh, so she smiled from her heart.
Because at this time she looked at Cao Xiong again, no longer looked at the gold star on his shoulder strap, and didn't think about the power in his hands. Putting aside these additional things, I went to see Cao Xiong again... only to find that he was just an elder who wanted to treat her well because he liked her mother.
There is nothing to be afraid of such elders.
The way she pursed her lips and smiled was really pretty, and she looked a lot like Cheng Wan. Cao Xiong was stunned.
"Brother Cao Yang just asked me the exact same question." Xia Rou explained with a smile, "Even the tone of voice is exactly the same as yours."
Cao Xiong also laughed.
Among all his sons, Cao Yang resembles him the most. Appearance, character, temper, and the fact that the young is better than the blue, is the son he is most proud of. He likes to hear that Cao Yang is like him.
Lao Zhou took a look in the rearview mirror, a little surprised that Xia Rou could make Cao Xiong relax like this. After Cheng Wan passed away, Cao Xiong hadn't smiled like this for a long time.
He couldn't help but think, Xiaorou is really good. Or, their mother and daughter are related to the Cao family
"I accidentally ate too much of the meal I ate with everyone at night, so I went out for a walk to eliminate food." Xia Rou said while touching her flat stomach.
Cao Xiong disagreed: "You just eat too little, you should eat more."
"Go to bed early, it's a bit late," he said.
Xia Rou nodded, her eyes squinted: "Okay. You should go to bed early too, you drank too much." She rubbed her nose to dispel the smell of alcohol overflowing from the car.
Cao Xiong glanced at her, stepped on the floor of the car lightly, and the car drove away.
Since the child lived in the house, his attitude towards him was different from before. No longer fear him, no longer avoid him.
She can also easily joke with him.
Cao Xiong didn't know why, but it really made him feel happy.
He could indeed just let her have enough food and clothing, which would be regarded as fulfilling his promise to Cheng Wan. But Cao Xiong knew that Cheng Wan wanted him to take care of Xia Rou, not just to have enough food and clothing. She hoped that he could really take good care of Xia Rou.
Thinking of Cheng Wan, all the happiness he had just now dissipated in the night wind. When he got out of the car and walked into the main building, the clanging of leather shoes and floorboards echoed faintly in the vast courtyard.
Xia Rou's digestion has almost disappeared. She strolled back to the annex.
Everyone was still up, playing cards in the common lounge.
"Uncle Zheng," Xia Rou reminded, "Uncle Cao is back, he seems to have drunk a lot."
"Ouch! Are you back?" Lao Zheng threw the cards in his hand and ran to the kitchen.
When Cao Xiong came home late from a social event like this, the hangover soup in the kitchen would have been prepared long ago. This is an old rule for many years. The recipe for hangover soup was brought by Mrs. Cao from her natal home. Her family is truly a family with deep roots.
"Xia Rou, do you know how to play cards?" A cleaning asked.
The two cleaners at home are both in their twenties and almost thirty. All are married women.
Xia Rou picked up Lao Zheng's cards and continued to play. After only two copies were released, He Lili's voice was heard. "Uncle Zheng, give this to me. I'll send it there for you. You can continue playing."
Everyone looked up from the pile of cards.
"No, no, no! How inconvenient!" Old Zheng's voice was grinning, and he shouted again: "Xiao Yang! Xiao Yang! Where are you going!"
Immediately, Xiao Yang got out of nowhere: "Come on, come on, I'll just watch some TV."
Xiao Yang is in charge of doing chores in the family and can do everything. No matter how busy he is, he will be on top. Everyone heard his muttering voice slowly go away.
There was another crackling sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the stairs, and disappeared on the second floor.
The two cleaning ladies flirted and laughed silently.
Xia Rou lowered her eyebrows and pretended not to understand.
My heart sighed.
She used to think that when the Cao family was away, Aunt Fang could cover the sky with one hand. It turned out not to be.
It turned out that she was also very difficult.
As for He Lili... She looked up at the ceiling, and she could imagine that her expression must be ugly at this time.
In fact, she didn't despise her like the cleaning staff, because she could understand her.
Because of greed, I want to force things that do not match my abilities or identities.
At this time, the girl will become hideous and ugly.
She clenched her cards tightly, regretting that she had left such an ugly side to Cao Yang in her previous life, and it became his last impression of her.
As soon as Lao Zheng came back, she quickly returned the card to him, and ran back upstairs as quickly as if she had been burned.
Covering his face with a towel on the bed, weeping in shame.