Qiangzi pushed the furniture into Aunt Du's yard and asked:
"Aunt Mao, these things are not light. You women and children can't move them. Do you want me to help you move them into the house?"
"That's great. You're so thoughtful, come on in."
As he said that, Mao opened the door and prepared to let the person in.
Qiangzi carried the table and went in. As soon as he put it down, he saw a young girl sitting on the bed, mending shoes. He immediately didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He was so shy that he wanted to bury his head in the ground like an ostrich.
Xiangye was very confused and couldn't understand why the man had that expression.
The truth is, I'm in the mansion, and there are many servants around me who are in charge of things. I see them quite often, and I just greet them politely every time. There's nothing to be shy about.
Xiangye couldn't understand why Qiangzi, who grew up almost entirely in northern Xinjiang, rarely interacted with others due to his family background. Like a lady from a wealthy family, he was introverted and shy. He had hardly ever spoken to the opposite sex of the same age in his entire life.
Wen Xi watched with rapt interest, also marveling at the innocence of the young men and women of this era. It was truly unique. It turns out that the law of opposites attracts everywhere!
Mao couldn't bear to watch her like that, so he went over, patted her on the head, and gave her a warning look.
The opening ends like this: awkward:
"The place is a little small, so just put the table next to the bed."
Qiangzi also woke up from his shyness, nodded helplessly, and then ran out to bring the stool in and stuffed it under the table. He didn't even look up the whole time.
When he put the box in the corner, he saw the food in another corner and frowned.
Mao was puzzled and said:
"What's wrong? What went wrong?"
Qiangzi pointed at the food and said:
"Auntie, you can't leave the grain like this. It will get destroyed. The rats here are terrible! If you leave it like this, they'll have to empty it out! How about this, I have a bench. I'll send you one tomorrow. You can stack the grain on it. But you have to check it from time to time. Rats will climb on the benches. The safest thing to do is buy some rat poison."
"Really? We hadn't noticed it before! Thank you so much. How much is the bench? I'll give it to you. Please bring it back tomorrow."
Qiangzi lowered his head again and said shyly:
"No, you don't have to give it to me. It's not worth anything. Auntie, I'm leaving now."
After saying that, she ran away like a new bride.
Wen Xi was so amused that she collapsed on the bed, holding her stomach and laughing. Gu Shengmo was a little confused, but when he saw his sister laughing like that, he felt the same way and started laughing too.
Xiangye was also a little confused, but Mao seemed to understand Wenxi's point and urged her in a bad mood to quickly put the clothes and other things into the box.
I have to say, it would be nice to have something to put things in, but the house is too small, and there is almost no extra space except for the space at the door.
Everyone drank a bowl of hot dumpling soup, and another happy day passed.
The next morning, there was a thick layer of snow outside.
I originally wanted to go to the village to see how the other members of the Gu family were settling in, but that plan has been canceled.
The four of them snuggled up in bed, enjoying a variety of snacks. It was so comfortable, as if they had returned to the carefree life of the Gu Mansion. The only downside was the lack of a floor heating system. It was too cold.
When people were talking in the room, white steam came out, just like smoke.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
"Enter."
Everyone thought it was Aunt Du coming to visit, but unexpectedly it was Qiangzi who opened the door and came in, carrying a bench.
The standard head-scratching action flashed again:
"I'm here to bring a stool to my aunt," he said as he grunted and moved the grain away, put the stool underneath, and then put the grain on top again.
Mao quickly got out of bed and put on her shoes:
"Why are you coming in this weather? It's not something urgent. We can wait until the weather is better before sending it over."
Qiangzi just smiled and said he was going back.
Wen Xi looked at the snacks on the bed, grabbed a handful of malt sugar and winter melon candy, wrapped them in oil paper, and handed them to him:
"Brother Qiangzi, please help me give this candy to my sister Xiaoya."
Qiangzi waved his hands repeatedly, saying that it was too expensive and he couldn't accept it.
Mao forcefully stuffed the thing into his arms:
"It's for Xiaoya, not for you. Take it quickly. Don't get involved in the affairs of these two little girls. Go back quickly! Auntie won't keep you any longer."
Then he pushed him out.
Along the way, Qiangzi felt the candy in his arms, feeling as if it were burning through his skin. He couldn't help but wonder, has Xiaoya ever eaten candy? Have he ever bought any for her?
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