Mr. Lu also looked serious and asked the guards to check and see what happened.
The children didn't dare to make any noise anymore. They all opened their eyes wide and looked very nervous.
Song Yue was also a little confused.
The guard over there quickly left and returned quickly to report that a certain official's house had been ransacked. The Holy Spirit was furious, but since there was no blood during the Chinese New Year, he let the big family parade through the streets, and many people gathered around. Watching a play.
Song Yue and An Jin were both surprised, and Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu were also sighing. They immediately told their grandchildren not to go out and run around.
The children are also a little scared, but they are more worried about whether they can go out to eat delicious food.
"Then let's not go anywhere else but go to Sister Song's shop, okay?"
"Yeah, we promise not to run around."
The children's words made the atmosphere relaxed, and Mr. Lu no longer pretended to be serious. He smiled and said, "You can go if you want, and let the guards at home take you there. You must not go out alone, okay?"
Seeing this, Mrs. Lu couldn't help but smiled helplessly, "You can go to your sister Song's shop, but you are not allowed to go anywhere else, and you are not allowed to go to your classmates' homes."
Many of the private schools the children attended were attended by children of various official families.
At this time, there are some things that can be avoided.
When the children heard that it was okay to eat without delay, they all became happy again.
Song Yue brought some games out by the way and taught them how to play, so that they could have a great time playing by themselves. She chatted some gossip with Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu, and ate up some old melons from the capital. Seven or eight.
An Jin and Ding Xiang were also fascinated. Xie Zhijie couldn't show his face in front of the two elders of the Lu family, so he was reading in the study. After waiting for a long time, he couldn't help but sent Qingzhu over to see if Mr. Lu and his family had left.
As a result, Mr. Lu and his family didn't leave. Qingzhu, who came to see what was going on, was eating melon behind the screen and couldn't walk, so he simply found a cushion to sit behind the screen and listen.
Xie Zhijie really didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he couldn't find someone by himself.
When he looked over carefully, he found that Song Yue was also holding a cup of hot tea and listening attentively. He was sometimes shocked and sometimes dumbfounded. An Jin and Ding Xiang were also slaves with their master, and their expressions were the same as Song Yue's, which was very funny.
Xie Zhijie didn't bother him. He raised his hand and hit Qingzhu on the head. Qingzhu was so frightened that he wanted to kneel down to apologize, but he just waved his hand.
Qingzhu then hurriedly caught up with his young master, "What Mr. Lu said was so nice, like a storyteller, that the young one couldn't help but stay and listen to a few more words."
He really wanted to hear one or two more sentences, but one or two sentences came again.
It delayed things.
This matter was his fault. Qingzhu blamed himself with a sad face and apologized, saying that he would be punished by kneeling down.
Xie Zhijie glanced at him and finally said that he would be exempted from punishment during the Chinese New Year.
Qingzhu once again praised his master's kindness.
Xie Zhijie felt that after Qingzhu stayed with Song Yue, his temper was more lively than before. He was already noisy, but after hanging out with the talkative Dingxiang for a long time, it became even more noisy. The two of them pushed each other one by one, and they both made a fuss.
But like Song Yue, he likes to be lively around him so that he doesn't feel lonely.
Mr. Lu and his family finally left after having dinner. The whole family was very lively. Song Yue later asked everyone to give them red envelopes and packed some snacks because she saw that they all liked it.
The children also reluctantly said goodbye to her and said that the more they got along with her, the more friendly she became and they were no longer as afraid of her as they felt at first.
Several of them also said that they would come to visit her next time and would bring her good things.
Song Yue smiled and said yes.
After sending away the guests, the house became quite quiet again. Ding Xiang was busy taking Zuo and Ayou to clean the small reception hall, while An Jin went to Ma Yi and the others to talk about something.
Song Yue.
She also turned around to find Xie Zhijie. She was in a good mood and walked much more briskly.
In her previous life, she was in modern times and had no relatives, not even friends.
Just a 381.
Now that I have traveled through time, I have parents, I have friends, and I have met a lot of people.
It was also new to her to have people come as guests during the Chinese New Year, but she was still in a good mood. Thinking of being left out in the cold for nearly a day, she felt a little embarrassed, so she wanted to find him quickly.
On the day of keeping the New Year's Eve, Xie Zhijie fell asleep and asked if he and her had met in the previous life.
Song Yue guessed that he might have dreamed of something, perhaps a fragment of his life with her in modern times, or something else, which made her feel a little nervous and expectant.
To be honest, she certainly hopes that he can remember everything, which can not only solve her confusion, but also make her feel that the things in her previous life really existed.
Otherwise, it will become longer and longer as time passes.
Song Yue would occasionally be in a trance, feeling that her previous life was a dream.
When she returned to Xie Zhijie's wing after thinking about things, she saw Xie Zhijie holding a book and reading it carefully. No wonder he was so famous in Jiangnan. He studied hard every day and couldn't do without books when he was free. Isn't it awesome? This is how I developed my bookishness.
Xie Zhijie can be said to be the most emotionally stable person Song Yue has ever seen. Even if he has nightmares, he just frowns and wakes up after being confused for a while.
In the past, she thought that the AI smartphone 381 was an electronic product, so she thought it was emotionally stable. After all, that was the setting, so it did not get angry no matter what she did. However, it turned out that it was a human queen, and its emotions were also the same.
Song Yue couldn't help but feel happy. She felt jealous of Xie Zhijie, so she quickly put aside her past memories, then walked towards him, then sat down next to him, leaning on him as a backrest.
“It’s so tiring to have guests!!”
Xie Zhijie glanced at her and was very pleased with her closeness. He smiled and said, "I'm very happy to see you."
It was a great pleasure to eat the melon.
Song Yue wanted to laugh when she thought of the gossip that Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu told her: "Did you come to look for me on the way? How else did you know that I was very happy?"
Xie Zhijie was still a little embarrassed after being caught by her, so he cleared his throat and said, "That's because someone forgot me here."
Song Yue also laughed when she heard this, "Then this is my fault, I admit it."
Xie Zhijie liked her cheerful personality. How could anyone admit their mistakes so straightforwardly?
Smiles beautifully too.
When Song Yue saw Xie Zhijie looking directly at her again, she tilted her head and teased him: "Doesn't it look good?"
Xie Zhijie's ears turned red. He turned to read a book and said shyly but honestly: "It looks good."
Song Yue liked his look, so she wanted to pull the book off his face, "You look like a monster teasing a scholar in the middle of the night. Are you blushing? Let me see, you were the one who stared first. Look at me."
This kind of daily life is common for the two of them. The neglected Qingzhu nests in a small corner and is still autistic. He is thinking that his work is not reliable.
To the extent that he can't walk after hearing the gossip, he must blame the Song family for living a very comfortable life!
(End of chapter)
