Chapter 67 Princess Meeting

Children can't keep things secret.

Xu Jiaojiao stared blankly, feeling like she was attending a one-on-one princess meeting.

"Sister Xia Xia, you are so beautiful..."

The little girl's eyes are pure and innocent, and she feels much more comfortable than her aunt's family.

Su Xia smiled, "Isn't the skirt nice?"

Xu Jiaojiao nodded vigorously, then shook her head, "No, it's you who looks good."

That being said.

But Su Xia understood what a little girl of this age liked to watch, so she stood up cooperatively, kicked off her slippers and walked barefoot in the open space of the bedroom twice, and finally knelt down to salute.

Xu Jiaojiao rested her face on the back of the sofa with her hands, her round face like a red apple, giggling shyly and excitedly.

"I have a lot of beautiful dresses, I'll give them to you when you grow up."

Su Xia sat back in her chair, glancing back and forth at the TV behind Xu Jiaojiao whose signal was intermittent, and couldn't help asking, "...Where's your brother?"

"Brother is helping Mom wash the dishes," Xu Jiaojiao turned her head and took a quick look, her face puffed up. "I'll go call him right away."

"No, no." Su Xia's heart almost stopped beating, and she quickly stopped him.

So weird.

It was the same thing for Xu Jiqing to call to wish someone a happy new year, but it was one thing for him to answer the phone himself, and it was another thing for him to ask the other person's sister to deliver the phone to him, with Lin Yuezhen watching next to him.

It's like she...

How is she?

Su Xia couldn't find an appropriate description for a moment and stopped thinking about it.

She changed the subject, "Is the TV signal at home bad?"

"My brother made the signal transmitter out of a can. You can tell if you bend it. The wind is so strong today that the antenna is bent."

Xu Jiaojiao scratched her head, not really caring. "But I'm having cake today. Mom bought it especially for me. I'm happy even if I don't have to watch TV!"

The little girl has a lively personality and can talk non-stop once she starts.

They talked about how there were prawns and pork ribs for the New Year's Eve dinner, how the stall business was very good recently, and how their new home was bigger than before and that their brother had his own room.

Xu Jiaojiao, wearing cotton slippers and holding up her cell phone, enthusiastically showed Su Xia around.

It's hard to tell where the community is located. The decoration is very old, and the wall paint has rolled up and cracked after the rainy season.

The only bright spot was Xu Jiaojiao's scarf and hat on the clothes rack at the door; there was no festive atmosphere at all. With so little stuff, even the small, run-down, 50-square-meter apartment seemed empty.

Xu Jiaojiao's face was filled with joy. She raised her hand to touch the door handle and was about to show Su Xia her brother's room when a woman's voice came from the kitchen, "Jiaojiao, who are you video chatting with?"

"With Sister Su Xia."

The woman paused for two seconds, "Who is Su Xia?"

"He's my brother's good friend."

Xu Jiaojiao looked up and answered in a crisp childish voice.

There was another burst of rustling voices. Xu Jiaojiao blinked, pursed her lips and pressed the screen. The picture suddenly went black, leaving only Xu Jiqing's default avatar in the center.

Su Xia didn't dare to speak for a while, "What's wrong?"

Xu Jiaojiao whispered, "Mobile data is very expensive. If I use it for a long time, my mother will complain..."

Sister Xia Xia is so beautiful today. She was filled with guilt when she cut off her voice. She wanted to say sorry a few more times, but the phone was taken away from above her head by Xu Jiqing.

He made a shushing gesture.

Turn around and go into the room and close the door.

Su Xia thought it was still Xu Jiaojiao on the other end, so she whispered to the child, "Then Jiaojiao, can you please hang up the phone first?"

"I know there's a promotion going on, giving away free video minutes during the Lunar New Year. Hang up first, and I'll call you back later. You don't have to pay."

How much does a mobile data package cost this year?

Su Xia never thought that someone would hang up the phone for such a reason.

The most expensive fried rice noodles at Xu Jiqing's house cost 15 yuan a bowl. Is the money he earned enough for them to make this video? Will it cause him to be in arrears with his phone bill this month?

Su Xia's heart felt like a crumpled piece of paper. She hugged the slippery silk pillow and lay down on the dressing table.

I waited for the other party to hang up, but a familiar voice came from the receiver, "No need to hang up."

"You don't need to top up your phone bill."

Xu Jiqing's voice was cold, just like him.

This was the first time they had ever spoken on the phone in their entire teenage years.

The other person's voice seemed to be deeper than usual after being subtly processed by the electric current, which made Su Xia's ears numb.

The tabletop was made of cool and warm rosewood, and she could clearly feel her face getting even hotter.

Su Xia said "Oh" and didn't care about the embarrassment of being exposed. She was busy finding something to say, "I, I called to wish you a happy new year, Xu Jiqing, happy new year."

"Um."

Xu Jiqing responded, "You too."

Su Xia smiled, "Jiaojiao just showed me that you've moved into a new house. It has a TV and a balcony, and you don't have to share a kitchen and bathroom with others. That's great. Isn't it bright during the day?"

"Jiaojiao also said that Auntie is now setting up a stall in South City and business is booming. Hearing that makes me want to buy a bowl to try."

"I like spicy food. Can you put lots of chili in your fried noodles?"

There was no light in his room.

The people in the building in front had hung red lanterns, and the flickering light of the small colored lights shone in, illuminating his narrow, simple spring bed.

The sweet murmuring of a young girl was heard in his ears. Xu Jiqing stood in the night where red and green lights blended together and closed his eyes.

Su Xia has just that kind of temper.

I am not good at lying, but because I am too soft-hearted, even the most clumsy lies seem to be very sincere.

He was soberly and willingly deceived by her countless times.

He could have pretended not to know today, but maybe it was because of the bright red color that was out of place in the night market that day, or maybe it was because of the few words he didn't hear clearly just now, and Xu Jiaojiao's exaggerated scream.

Even someone as shameless as him finds it difficult to pretend anymore.

Has Su Xia become more beautiful?

Xu Jiqing had no idea what shape he could carve out of a small peach during the winter vacation, but his restlessness grew deeper and deeper.

When he spoke again, his tone was very polite.

"Thank you for helping me find a stall."

He suddenly became very solemn.

Su Xia knew that the other party couldn't see her, but she still waved her hand, feeling quite embarrassed. "It's mainly because of my mother. I didn't do anything."

Xu Jiqing said calmly, "I know you've been here."

Su Xia failed to deceive people twice in one night, and was forced to become more shameless. "Did you...see me?"

“When migrant workers come to eat, no one would order something so expensive.”

There's no such way to say thank you.

It was Chinese New Year, and she had called out of kindness to show her concern, but Xu Jiqing was so cold and merciless.

It was as if she had done something bad and was caught by the teacher.

But even so, Su Xia was not annoyed at all.

She hugged the pillow tightly in her arms, not knowing whether she was ashamed or embarrassed. "You and Auntie are so good at cooking. Even without me, there will definitely be a lot of people going."