"elder brother!"
A word filled with many emotions came out from inside the room.
The dilapidated house door was opened almost instantly.
Ye Qian, who was wearing a pink cotton coat without any shoes, threw herself into Ye Qing's arms like the wind.
Eyes filled with tears stared at Ye Qing.
The joy and luck in his eyes made Ye Qing's heart feel sour, and tears flowed from his eyes.
He gently stroked his long black hair and said softly:
"It's okay, it's okay."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Ye Qian, who was emotionally tense, could no longer suppress it and burst into tears.
At this time.
In the two dark thatched houses, orange candles appeared, illuminating the dilapidated yard and giving a little warmth.
Squeak!
There was the sound of the door opening again.
Zhang Po supported Zhang Weng and walked out slowly.
The two elders burst into tears, looking at the brother and sister hugging each other, with great joy.
"Okay, just come back!"
"As long as it's okay, the old lady is relieved."
then.
Grandma Li stooped and walked out of the room where Ye Qian stayed. Her face was full of joy and she said cheerfully:
"Qing Xiaolang, you are finally back. If you don't come back, your sister will lose weight and look ugly."
"Grandma Li, I look better when I lose weight!"
The chubby face and pouty lips are very cute.
The joking words eased everyone's mood.
Ye Qing leaned back with a smile, looked left and right at Ye Qian, clicked his tongue and said:
"Tsk, tsk, you look really thin."
"You are heartless. It seems that you are not worried at all these days when my brother disappears. You still eat as much as you want."
Ye Qian's pouted mouth immediately bent down.
Looking at his brother aggrievedly, tears gathered in his eyes again.
Ye Qing quickly took out the wooden box from his arms, handed it to Ye Qian and said: "Little crying bag, stop crying, let's see what I bring you."
A gift.
Ye Qian's eyes burst out with bright light, shining extremely in the dark night. She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, eagerly took the wooden box, and said happily as she opened it:
"Brother, you are so kind, hee hee hee!"
Mo Wanqing, who was standing outside the courtyard gate, looked at the innocent and lovely Ye Qian. The corner of her mouth was no longer cold, but a touch of tenderness appeared, and her eyes revealed a hint of envy.
"This girl, are you Qingxiao Lang's friend?"
Zhang Weng saw Mo Wanqing, who was dressed luxuriously and had an outstanding temperament. He motioned to Granny Zhang to lead him forward. After approaching, he clasped his fists and bowed to Mo Wanqing respectfully.
Mo Wanqing shook her head. Facing the old man, she politely clasped her fists and bowed to Zhang Weng, and said softly: "I am not his friend. I am entrusted by someone to help Ye Qing take you to a safe place." .”
Upon hearing this, the respect on Zhang Weng's face became even stronger, he cupped his fists and bowed again:
"Sorry, girl, I'm causing trouble for you."
"It's not troublesome. It's a long night and a lot of dreams. Please clean up your clothes now, and we'll leave immediately."
Mo Wanqing stepped forward, as if she wanted to help clean up.
Ye Qing looked at Mo Wanqing, who understood etiquette and had a gentle attitude towards the old man, with even stronger admiration in his eyes.
He took a step forward, blocked Mo Wanqing's way, bowed and said:
"Don't dare bother Miss Mo, we can just do these small things."
Ye Qian, who couldn't care less about admiring Cabbage, also hurriedly smiled at Mo Wanqing and said:
"Beautiful sister, please rest, I won't bother you."
After saying that, she pulled Ye Qing and ran into the house, and the brother and sister quickly packed up.
Pretty sister?
Mo Wanqing felt sweet in her heart, and the smile on her lips became thicker.
Within a moment, the three of them, who had not brought much with them, packed up. The second elder walked out with the support of the two brothers and sister, and said goodbye to Grandma Li.
After sending his two elders out of the hospital, Ye Qing came to Mo Wanqing's side. After muttering in a low voice, he bowed.
One ingot of ten taels of silver was given to Ye Qing by Mo Wanqing.
He turned back to Grandma Li and handed the silver ingot he just got to Grandma Li.
"Grandma Li, thank you for taking care of me these days." Without giving the other party a chance to refuse, Ye Qing turned around and ran away, reminding: "Put this money away and cut it into pieces."
Grandma Li held the heavy piece of silver and looked at Ye Qing's leaving figure, saying with relief and worry:
"This kid is so sensible that it makes people feel sad."
Mo Wanqing, who had not gone far, took in the conversation between the two and looked at Ye Qing, who was running over with a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were no longer so cold.
"Thank you, Miss Mo!" Ye Qing ran over and saluted respectfully again.
Mo Wanqing, who remained silent, continued to move forward.
Seeing that her brother was back, Ye Qian jumped up and ran to Mo Wanqing's side.
The innocent and cute girl followed the example and made a blessing gift, looking at Mo Wanqing's cold and beautiful face with stars in her eyes.
"Beautiful sister, my name is Ye Qian, Qianying's Qian, can you tell me your name?"
With full charm and innocent smile, Ye Qian exudes cuteness that not many people can reject.
The iceberg melted, Mo Wanqing said with a gentle smile:
"My name is Mo Wanqing, little sister, you are also very beautiful."
Ye Qian pursed her lips and said seriously: "I'm good-looking at best, but I can't say you're beautiful. You're as beautiful as something out of a painting."
Then she read solemnly: "Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. This poem is about you, my beautiful sister."
Mo Wanqing, who was praised for her pink skin, said with bright eyes: "Little sister, you can also write poems. This poem is really good. However, my sister is not as beautiful as the poem says."
"But you, when you grow up, you will definitely have the allure to look back, smile and be charming!"
As she spoke, Yurun's fingers scratched Ye Qian's raised nose.
Ye Qian, who was grinning, said proudly: "This poem was written by my brother. Isn't my brother very good?"
Mo Wanqing, who already knew that Ye Qing's poetry was unparalleled, couldn't help but look at the slender figure in front of him with stunning eyes after hearing this.
The next moment, Ye Qian pursed her lips tightly and said seriously:
"I don't want to be as good-looking as my beautiful sister, I just want to be ordinary."
Suddenly, Mo Wanqing felt a sharp pain in her heart when she saw Ye Qian's beautiful appearance.
A feeling of pity arose spontaneously, and she subconsciously stretched out her calloused palm, placed it on Ye Qian's head and rubbed it gently.
Feeling comforted, Ye Qian's eyes flashed, as if she had made a huge decision. She stood on tiptoes vigorously, trying to get closer to Mo Wanqing's ear.
Mo Wanqing, who liked Ye Qian, a cute little girl, bowed her head.
The quirky Ye Qian acted furtively and whispered:
"Beautiful Sister Mo, let me tell you a secret. Not only can my brother write very good poems, but he is also good at calligraphy. Private school teachers want to be his disciples."
"Mr. Zhang from the private school said that if my brother's calligraphy is revealed, he will definitely become a great calligrapher."
Mo Wanqing's eyes lit up, then she frowned slightly the next moment. However, looking at Ye Qian's innocent look, she regained her gentle big sister's smile in just a moment, and also whispered:
"Then sister will have to find a chance to see how good your brother's handwriting is in the future."
"However, if you secretly tell your sister this secret, your brother must not let you tell it. Aren't you afraid that your brother will teach you a lesson?"
Ye Qian, who felt guilty, shrank her head, glanced at Ye Qing who was unaware, then straightened her chest, pretending to be fearless and loyal, patted her budding chest and said:
"It's okay. Brother loves me. He can only hit me on the head."
"I told Sister Mo because I want to be friends with you. Friends must share secrets, right?"
Mo Wanqing, who guessed Ye Qian's thoughts, smiled. She gave Ye Qian a gentle pat on the head and said bluntly:
"Little girl, my sister has a fiancé. She is really a brat."
Ye Qian, who stuck out her tongue to relieve her embarrassment, said:
"If Sister Mo has a close friend who is as beautiful as you and likes poetry and calligraphy, you can tell my brother about it."
Afraid that Mo Wanqing would disagree, Ye Qian said extremely seriously: "Sister Mo, although my brother is very ordinary now, he will definitely be very powerful in the future, worthy of being your best friend."
Mo Wanqing smiled again and said nothing.
But the love for Ye Qian in her heart has faded a little.
