The kitchen is very busy at the moment, with all kinds of noises such as cutting vegetables, frying, burning fire, pumping bellows, etc., which is very noisy.
Song Tao went in and found Brother Ye who was adding firewood to the stove where meat was being stewed. He leaned close to his ear and said, "My young master said he's taking Miss Qingtian out to enjoy the flowers and will bring her back later. He asked me to tell you something."
After seeing Qin Hexuan's attitude towards Boss Ye and Qingtian, Song Tao couldn't help but use the term "you" at this time.
Boss Ye nodded to show that he agreed.
Following Qin Hexuan out, he naturally had nothing to worry about.
Especially when they were traveling together before, he had already noticed that although the young master of the Qin family was young, he was very mature and steady in his behavior.
He is more reassuring when he takes Qingtian out with him than the older Ye Xianglei.
Besides, the garden here is so beautiful. It would be a pity to keep the children locked up in the yard and unable to see it. It would be nice if they could go out with Young Master Qin to have a look.
The most important thing is that he knows the identity of the Qin family, so even if there are nobles in the garden today, Qin Hexuan can protect Qingtian and there is nothing to worry about.
So Boss Ye nodded without hesitation and said to Song Tao, "Sorry to bother Young Master Qin. Just send her back before lunch."
"Okay, don't worry!" Song Tao agreed and left.
It took only a few words, and Mrs. Ye, who was busy cooking at the other end of the room, didn't notice it at all.
However, Tian Xiaohui, who was washing vegetables nearby, saw this scene.
Her hands paused as she washed the vegetables, and a look of struggle and hesitation appeared on her face.
But he soon returned to normal and continued to wash the vegetable leaves in his hands.
After getting Boss Ye's consent, Qin Hexuan took Qingtian's hand and walked out of the kitchen door.
Song Tao closed the door and followed Qin Hexuan and Qingtian.
Qin Hexuan took Qingtian all the way to the best decorated place in the middle of the garden.
At this time, more and more guests arrived at the garden, and quite a few came out to enjoy the flowers.
To many people in Beijing, Qin Hexuan himself is a stranger.
Judging from his dress, he looks like a young man from a wealthy family, but he is holding Qingtian's hand.
Although the clothes Qingtian was wearing were made by Ye Ersao, there was nothing wrong with the style, cut and sewing.
However, both the material and the complexity of the craftsmanship are far inferior to those of the girls raised in wealthy families.
These women have very sharp eyes. They can estimate the value of various things on a person with a rough estimate by just glancing from head to toe.
So when these two people with very different attire appeared together, followed by a servant, everyone who saw them looked puzzled.
"Didn't they say only women were invited? Who brought their son here?"
"Can't you see she's still young? There's nothing wrong with bringing her here."
"Whose little boy is this? Is that his sister? Why are the brother and sister dressed so differently?"
The whispers of these people did not reach Qingtian's ears. She was already fascinated by the chrysanthemums that could be seen everywhere.
Qin Hexuan heard it, but he didn't care.
I didn't realize there are so many different types of chrysanthemums! They come in all colors, sizes, and even have curly petals.
"Brother Qin, there are so many flowers!" Qingtian didn't know what to say, so he repeated over and over again, "So many flowers, so beautiful!"
"Yes, Qingtian, do you like these pots of chrysanthemums?" In order to make it easier for Qingtian to see the full view of the chrysanthemums, Qin Hexuan simply bent down and picked her up.
Song Tao hurried forward and said weakly: "Young Master, how about I..."
"Just follow me obediently!" Qin Hexuan held Qingtian and walked towards Juhua.
There are several pots of very precious chrysanthemums here, which attract many guests to linger around.
Qin Hexuan just noticed that Qingtian looked over here several times, so after the first few flower admirers left, he directly carried Qingtian over to take a closer look.
I saw that the petals of these pots of chrysanthemums were very thin, the outer petals were brown-red, and the middle ones were yellow.
After the flower blooms, the petals spread out in all directions and curl upwards.
However, unlike other chrysanthemums that bloom in layers and are very symmetrical, its petals are more random, and the curl of the outer circle varies, resulting in changes in the flower shape.
These pots of flowers are dazzling with red and yellow colors, and the whole flower shape is beautiful and charming. It is one of the ten famous chrysanthemums, Phoenix Spreading Feathers.
Although Qin Hexuan didn't know much about the varieties of chrysanthemums, seeing these pots of flowers placed alone on the stone pier, he knew that they must be relatively rare varieties.
But he didn't care and casually asked Qingtian in his arms: "Do you like this?"
He said this too lightly, which inevitably caused some misunderstandings among the people around him.
It seemed like if Qingtian said she liked the flowers, he would pick them for her immediately.
Qingtian was carried to the side of Chrysanthemum, and he stretched out his little hand and gently stroked the chrysanthemum in front of him.
The reason why she had been looking at this side was because the petals of one of the chrysanthemums were blown apart by the wind, and several long petals were tangled together.
Qingtian knew how much Mr. Jiang valued these chrysanthemums, so he wanted to help tidy them up and restore the petals to their original position.
But there was a little girl standing not far away who looked about seven or eight years old. She seemed to be hesitant to speak since Qin Hexuan started talking.
Behind the little girl stood a girl who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, who seemed to be her older sister.
Her sister kept pulling her clothes from behind, telling her not to interrupt.
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