Changping Village, Luo Family.
"Xiao Qiao, please don't say that. You are a guest, so I should come to visit you first."
Yang Ruoqing came forward, supported Xiao Qiao and said kindly.
"I originally wanted to come over to see you last night, but after having two children, it was already late, and I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I postponed it until now. How are you, Xiao Qiao? How is your recovery?"
Facing Yang Ruoqing's concern, Xiao Qiao was a little flattered.
"Thank you for your concern, auntie, and thanks to cousin Dazhi and grandma for taking care of me. My health is much better, and I don't feel dizzy now when I get up."
"That's fine, that's fine. Come on, you go back to bed and lie down. You're going to catch a cold again in just one pair of clothes and pants."
"Auntie, I'm not cold. The charcoal fire is strong in this room and it's as warm as spring."
"Haha, no matter how warm it is, it's the middle of winter after all. If you're not careful, you can easily catch a cold. Come on, sit down and talk."
Yang Ruoqing personally helped Xiao Qiao sit back in bed, and then lifted the quilt to cover her legs.
Xiao Qiao raised her head and followed Yang Ruoqing with her eyes, her eyes filled with shock and throbbing.
Dazhi brought over two pairs of tea bowls. The one he handed to Xiao Qiao was a bowl of honey water, and the one to Yang Ruoqing was a bowl of jasmine tea.
"Mom, this jasmine tea was brought here by Xiao Qiao. You can try the jasmine flowers grown in her yard." Dazhi said.
"Oh? That's great, let me try it."
Yang Ruoqing smiled, took a sip of tea, and praised repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad, it leaves a lasting impression on your mouth. Did you make it yourself, Xiao Qiao?"
Xiao Qiao smiled shyly and nodded lightly, "It's embarrassing."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and narrowed her eyes, "You can also make tea at a young age, which shows that you are a clever girl. I heard from Yao Yue, are you still literate?"
Xiao Qiao blushed slightly and said, "I just barely know a few words. At least I won't write my name wrong. Compared to cousin Dazhi, I'm just a bigot."
Dazhi stood aside with his hands behind his back. Seeing the warm chatting atmosphere between Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Qiao, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Ruoqing sat with Xiao Qiao for a while and basically asked about everything about Xiao Qiao's family.
Xiao Qiao's family runs a grocery store in Yangzhou, and her parents are both there. She is the youngest daughter with four brothers in the family.
The first three brothers were all doing business with their old father, and the fourth brother was a scholar and passed the examination to become a scholar.
The fourth sister-in-law happens to be the third sister of Dazhi's compatriot, so Xiao Qiao's family is considered a wealthy family in the local area.
There is no need to guess. The main reason why Dazhi's third sister was able to marry a scholar was because her natal brother was a scholar.
The whole family loved Xiao Qiao. Xiao Qiao's third brother gave Xiao Qiao some enlightenment. In addition, Xiao Qiao was two years younger than Dazhi, so Xiao Qiao often studied with Dazhi when she and her third sister-in-law returned to their parents' home.
Moreover, Yang Ruoqing noticed a small detail, which she found interesting after thinking about it.
That is, when she was chatting with Xiao Qiao, Dazhi never left, he was standing by the bed.
His eyes occasionally glanced at Xiao Qiao. When Xiao Qiao drank the honey water from the bowl, Dazhi would take out the handkerchief he had prepared in advance and put it aside.
After Xiao Qiao finished drinking, he naturally stretched out his hand to take the bowl. The actions of the two of them, one reaching for the bowl and the other receiving the bowl, were in perfect harmony and natural coordination.
It's as if Luo Fengtang was sitting there reading a book. Yang Ruoqing passed by him while peeling an orange, and casually handed a piece of orange to his mouth. Luo Fengtang didn't even need to raise his eyes to look at it, he just opened his mouth to catch it out of habit.
In the other three girls, Yang Ruoqing did not see the tacit understanding between Dazhi and them.
Although he was polite to Yao Ying, it was more of a cousin's respect for his cousin.
For Yao Yue, that was tolerance for his cousin.
For Huang Guier... Dazhi seemed to be patient and perfunctory.
For Xiao Qiao, it was different. He was not perfunctory, but he was willing to take care of her. The feeling was different.
"Okay, I'm almost done sitting down. It's time to go back. Xiao Qiao, you have a good rest."
Yang Ruoqing put down her tea bowl and stood up with a smile.
Xiao Qiao stood up to say goodbye and raised her arms to put on her cotton-padded clothes. Yang Ruoqing hurriedly stepped forward and held the other person's slender wrist: "No, no, no, goodbye. My aunt is not an outsider. This is my aunt's home. There is no need to deal with all those polite things." .”
While talking, Yang Ruoqing noticed that Xiao Qiao's beautiful eyebrows were lightly knitted together, and she seemed to take a breath.
"Mom, did you pinch something on Xiao Qiao's wrist?" Dazhi reminded nervously.
Yang Ruoqing hurriedly released her fingers and saw that under the cuffs of her white clothes, her slender Hao wrist was wearing a bracelet tied with a red rope, and there was a golden pig hanging on the bracelet.
The golden pig is about the size of a button, chubby and very cute.
"I'm sorry, aunt didn't see it. This bracelet is so beautiful."
Yang Ruoqing complimented her by the way.
Xiao Qiao blushed slightly, quickly lowered his sleeves and said softly: "It's just a worthless gadget on the street, worn for fun."
Yang Ruoqing nodded without thinking much. Most young boys and girls like this kind of thing.
Isn't Silly Roe Deer's daughter also wearing a chicken blood bracelet on her hand? However, the chicken blood bracelet is very valuable and has an extraordinary meaning. Zuo Jingling climbed up the cliff and picked it off, making it with his own hands.
After sending Yang Ruoqing away, Dazhi returned to the house to pack the tea bowls.
Xiao Qiao leaned on the bed, with a flush of excitement on his face.
"When I heard you talking about your mother before, I always thought that she was a general's wife and a successful businessman, so she must be very majestic. After chatting with her today, I feel that your mother is not bad, at least very gentle."
Dazhi glanced at Xiao Qiao and said with a smile: "Those names and official titles are only for outsiders. My mother is very kind and easy-going to relatives and friends, especially to the younger generation."
"Not only my mother, but also my father. Not only are they kind and easy-going, but they are also honest and kind at heart. Otherwise, they would not have saved me from the fire and water back then."
Hearing Dazhi talk about what happened back then, the smile on Xiao Qiao's face suddenly froze.
"Brother Dazhi, everything has passed. Now that your parents are still alive and you have achieved fame, everything will only get better and better."
Dazhi turned to look at Xiao Qiao and asked steadily: "Is it true? Is it true that everything will get better and better?"
Xiao Qiao nodded, "Yeah."
Dazhi smiled, "Okay, I believe you."
The two of them smiled knowingly.
Xiao Qiao took medicine and prepared to sleep for a while, and Da Zhi helped him cover him with a quilt.
Seeing the golden pig on her wrist, his eyes became softer.
Xiao Qiao also noticed it, and asked him with a half-smile, "Where's yours?"
Dazhi said: "As a man, those things are a bit too fancy for me."
Xiao Qiao curled her lips, reached out from under the quilt, grabbed his sleeves and rolled them up.
Pointing to the same bracelet on his wrist, he smiled like a little fox: "Then what is this?"
