Wei Yang was sleeping soundly under the quilt, while Yan Gui was leaning against the door of the carriage, reading a book with great interest. Xiao Bai was at the innermost part of the carriage, originally lying beside Wei Yang's head, and when he saw Yan Gui's thumb and index finger trying to flick, he changed his position with grievance and touched the soles of Wei Yang's feet.
A group of children holding windmills whizzed past the carriage, and their clear laughter woke up Weiyang, who was half asleep. She raised her head from under the quilt and looked around in confusion.
How did she fall asleep in the carriage? She slowly woke up. Thinking of today when she was shopping and saw the rainbow candies, thinking of Su Weiyang and the relatives in the Su Mansion, she hid in the carriage and cried.
"Are you awake? Are you hungry?" Yan Gui held the book lazily, without moving at all.
Wei Yang suddenly felt very wronged, and her heart was filled with bitterness. Her uncle must have known that she was crying, but why didn't he ask her? She wanted to kick him, but then she remembered that she had to bow her head under the eaves, and she felt even more wronged, and tears flowed down her cheeks again.
Yan Gui looked up and met Wei Yang's wet eyes. His heart ached. He thought she would be fine after a good sleep, but why was she crying again
He leaned over, touched her forehead, and asked in a soft voice, "What's wrong?"
Wei Yang put her hands on Yan Gui's arm and asked softly: "Uncle, will you..."
What will happen? Will he abandon her? Will he help her get revenge? Will he help her find her relatives who are stranded outside? ...
Isn't this too much? How can I ask this? She let go of him sadly, feeling a little disappointed. She covered her face with her hands, and burst into tears.
Yan Gui had never coaxed a child before. The Yan family hadn’t seen a child for many years, let alone such a delicate and soft crying little girl.
He had no choice but to lie down, holding her in his arms like a child, and patting her back gently.
Maybe she had cried enough at noon, so this time it was much shorter, only about half an incense stick of time.
Lifting her head from Yan Gui's arms, Wei Yang gathered her hair and looked out the window a little embarrassedly. She had been crying for a long time and was half asleep, so she couldn't tell what time it was. She always felt that it was getting dark.
Wei Yang turned her head to look at Yan Gui and murmured, "What time is it?"
Seeing that she finally stopped crying, Yan Gui sat up and lifted the curtain on one side to show her.
Outside the car window, the sky was dark, the sun was setting, and it was almost dusk.
Seeing Wei Yang still in a daze, he couldn't help but reach out and rub her hair: "I'll take you to Deyue Tower for dinner, okay? Their mutton soup is also delicious. We can also go to fly Kongming lanterns in the evening."
Wei Yang looked at him in disbelief. He didn't blame her for crying for no reason, nor did he ask her why she was crying. Why did she just open her mouth to eat? Did she like eating so much? But he subconsciously said, "Aren't Kongming lanterns only allowed during the Lantern Festival?"
Yan Gui was quite speechless, but very patient, and said softly: "If you want to let him go, just let him go. There's no need for so many rules."
"Yan Gui." Wei Yang was angry again. He stopped calling his uncle. His eyes were red from crying like a little white rabbit. But this rabbit was still full of energy and stared at him: "You are bullying me. How can you release Kongming lanterns casually? You have to make a wish and pray for blessings."
Yan Gui held his forehead helplessly. Was he flattering the horse