Xiaoxiao did what she said, and came over the next day carrying a simple small bag with a few books, paper and pens inside.
Seeing Xu Qing and Xu Jin pushing hands on the balcony, she froze for a moment and looked at Xu Qing with awe.
Thinking of what Shi'an said yesterday, Xiaoxiao reconsidered the scar on her father's stomach. . .
Although he said that he was stabbed when he was brave enough to save his mother, she felt that it was not that simple. Maybe saving his mother was true, but it is worth thinking about it...
It is possible that when there was a fire on the street, he was stabbed with a knife, and then Qin Hao took Yu Li and fled for his life. Yu Li took care of Qin Hao, and the two gradually developed feelings...
Connecting all the unusual things in series, the truth gradually surfaced.
"Does Xiaoxiao want to learn boxing from Xiaojin? That boy Shi'an won't bully you."
Xu Qing turned her head and smiled, looking at her white teeth, Xiaoxiao hugged the book in her arms tightly.
"God, godfather, no need."
Xiaoxiao shook her head very quickly, and sneaked into Shi'an's room.
With homework as an excuse, there is no need to find Xu Jin's reasons...
With Xu Qing, an idler, who often pays attention, Shi'an's performance has been fluctuating in the middle and upper reaches, and every time Xu Qing is asked for something, it will jump up a bit.
Xu Qing even suspected that this kid did it on purpose. He failed a little in the two monthly exams, and then made a violent charge to squeeze his wool, but no evidence could be found.
"Do you think this is possible?" Xu Qingchao asked her daughter.
After practicing Push Hands, Xu Qing and Xu Jin rested in the living room. Although this daughter sometimes became black-hearted, she was a very useful little traitor in Xu Shi'an's matter.
"It's very possible." Xu Jin said.
"right?"
"But there is no evidence."
Xu Jin spread her hands, she couldn't help it, she couldn't just say that he did it on purpose if she failed the exam...
"Wait for the college entrance examination, if he suddenly explodes, you can find a reason to beat him up, he's having fun picking up girls, so I need to worry a lot."
Xu Qing was very angry, doubts were suspicions, and just in case, he also had to worry that Shi'an, a bastard, was really poor in his studies, and he had to make up the lessons that should be made up.
"I'm not that kind of bad sister, how can I find a reason to beat my younger brother for no reason?" Xu Jin felt that his father had a deep misunderstanding of him, and now that Shi'an was higher than her, it was difficult to bully her.
"He told your mother last time that you are so irritable and like a man, you may not be able to get married."
"..."
—
When Xu Shi'an came out to drink water, he felt hairy on his back. Turning his head, Xu Jin was sitting on the sofa with his head down and paddling around with his tablet.
"Sister, what are you looking at?"
"nothing."
"Why do I feel that you just secretly looked at me?"
"What's interesting about you?"
"I'm so handsome... okay, okay."
Xu Shi'an didn't dare to be cheap anymore, shrugged, and came over with a water glass to see what Xu Jin was playing.
"Where's Xiaoxiao?"
"I'm a little sleepy, take a nap in my room."
"Oh."
Xu Jin swiped her finger on the tablet. This is Xu Qing's. Xu Qing and his wife will buy a new one for her when they go to college. She likes to watch Xu Qing's platforms, Xu Shi'an thinks it's okay for him to go to him, but Xu Jin is different. She tried to write some analysis and thought it was okay, but no one watched it at all.
"Your father's accumulation of nearly twenty years plus luck, what do you compare it to?" Xu Qing mocked her like this.
In all fairness, Xu Qing doesn't want Xu Jin to be interested in what he does. It's different from Xu Wenbin who opposed him when he didn't know it. At this time, if you start all over again, it will be difficult to copy yourself.
It's not as reliable as inheriting Jiang He's flower shop, but he will be the prince for many years—at least for at least ten years, Jiang He has no plan to let go of the flower shop, and raising flowers is a joy.
Jiang He got off work very early recently, and Gong Ping was tired for a long time when she was pregnant and gave birth to a baby, and the dividends for Gong Ping were not too small. The work from afternoon to evening is convenient for Jiang He to help his children take the college entrance examination.
Although Jiang He is semi-literate and can't help the siblings at all, sitting at home is a deterrent to the three guys... yes, three.
Knowing that Xiaoxiao came to study, Jiang He returned with a big watermelon on the way, and went upstairs with a net bag in one hand, with ease.
"Eat watermelon, where's Xiaoxiao?"
She went into the kitchen and chopped, and the watermelon fell neatly onto the plate.
"Naping in Shi'an's room." Xu Jin lowered his head and said.
"Why are you in Shi'an's room?"
"Because we are tired from studying." Xu Shi'an had already picked up a piece of watermelon and began to eat it.
"Then... put it in the refrigerator first, and it will taste better when it is iced."
Jiang He split half of it and stuffed it into the refrigerator.
Several people in the living room ate watermelon, Xu Qing took a piece and went back to the terrace, lying on a chair to draw a picture on the turtle shell, the beetle obviously didn't know what he was doing, and lay there obediently.
While eating, Xu Jin swiped with the other finger, paddling, and suddenly saw an article written by Xu Qing's collection of an account called 'I'm not He Miao', and couldn't help but stare.
"Pfft...cough cough cough cough! Mom! You wrote this?"
She pointed to that...let's call it a ghost story and asked.
"It's not me." Jiang He spat out a watermelon seed without even looking at it.
"Who is that?"
"Your father wrote it."
"I don't believe it, how could my dad write such... er... okay." Facing Jiang He's increasingly dangerous eyes, Xu Jin changed his words wisely.
"Hahaha, the next one who tells you that there are no ghosts in the world is my father, right?"
She couldn't help being happy when she saw the back, "At that time, were you two in love or married? Or did you start to know each other from here? Mom, how about I teach you to write ghost stories? Just give me— "
"Xu Qing, take care of your daughter."
Jiang He said without raising his head.
"Your daughter." Xu Qing shouted from the balcony.
"Xu Qing!"
"Okay, okay, I wrote that, it's all me... Xiaojin, are you free?"
Xu Shi'an had fun, washed his hands after eating the watermelon, and prepared to go back to the room.
"Why are you going?" Jiang He tilted his head.
"Go back to the room."
"Isn't Xiaoxiao taking a nap?" She took a step forward and opened the door to take a look. Xiaoxiao was lying on the ten-an bed, sleeping soundly, with her clothes half lifted, revealing her belly, and her skirt rolled up to reveal a little above her knees.
Jiang He turned his head and stared at this guy.
"What's the matter?" Xu Shi'an didn't see the inside and wanted to go in.
"Don't want your dog face!"
Xu Shi'an was dragged back to the sofa by Jiang He's collar, and sat down with his head closed until Xiaoxiao woke up.
…
When Xiaoxiao woke up, she rubbed her eyes and yawned. The soft sunset light shone through the window, casting a bit of orange in the room.
The gold powder was sprinkled on the corner of the desk, and she woke up in a daze. In this gentle afternoon, she suddenly realized the feeling in the book that the years are quiet and beautiful.
The piano is in the imperial court, so it's better to be quiet. The years are quiet and good, and the world is stable. Life and death are in agreement with each other, and they talk with Zicheng.
I want to stop time in this moment.
Lying back on the pillow and taking a deep breath, Xiaoxiao seemed to remember something, turned her head, and saw that big stupid Xu Shi'an was squatting at the door and secretly watching her.
"What are you looking at?"
"Shh... I sneaked in." Xu Shi'an said. Taking advantage of Jiang He's carelessness and slipping in, Xiaoxiao woke up just as the door was closed, and he thought he had woken up accidentally.
The girl who just got up, with a characteristic lazy posture, stretched out her fingers and rubbed her eyes, while Xu Shi'an watched from the side.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her hair and side face, which was very beautiful.