Xu Jiang came to the kitchen where Yin Yin and Song Qiao were talking. Seeing her come in, Yin Yin complained, "Yue Nu knocked over Uncle Chai's rice bowl."
Xu Jiang smiled and said, "It's okay. There's still water in the teapot. Just rinse the bones and meat and Uncle Jackal will be able to eat them."
"It's already washed. I just wanted to complain to my sister. This Yue Nu is getting more and more naughty and needs to be properly disciplined." After saying that, she took the food bowl and went to find Uncle Chai.
"Little girl, why are you competing with a kitten?" Xu Jiang patted Yue Nu's furry butt, "You are also a naughty one."
Yue Nu rubbed her hand, walked around the kitchen twice, and then ran out, probably to grab food again.
It clearly had some in its own bowl, but for some reason, it always wanted to squeeze in with its uncle jackal to eat.
Could it be that the cat has grown up and entered its restless period?
After Song Qiao put the tea bowls away, he said to Xu Jiang, "It's time for me to go home. Thank you for your hospitality today."
After the two got to know each other, they started talking more.
"No, I should thank you for your help." Xu Jiang took her hand with a smile, walked out of the kitchen and went to the bookstore.
When they reached the corner of the small door, they smelled a hint of orchid fragrance and slowed down their pace at the same time.
Xu Jiang took a deep breath and praised, "This orchid fragrance is really nice."
"The fragrance of summer herb is stronger than that of other orchids, and its flowering period is longer, lasting for a month." When talking about orchids, Song Qiao's face lit up.
"A month, I don't know if he can catch up."
"who?"
Xu Jiang smiled shyly and whispered a few words in her ear.
Song Qiao was surprised and asked, "You...are getting married?"
Xu Jiang smiled and nodded.
A figure appeared in Song Qiao's mind, "But is it the young man who accompanied you on the Dragon Boat Festival?"
"That's right. His name is Lou Yunchun. I'll introduce him to you when there's a chance." When Xu Jiang mentioned Lou Yunchun, her whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light, revealing a rare daughter's demeanor.
Song Qiao said sincerely: "Congratulations, I think the man who can match with my wife must be a good man."
"It sounds like you're praising me." Xu Jiang used the joke to hide her shyness.
Song Qiao nodded and continued, "You are multi-talented, smart and capable, sincere to others, good at socializing, and have many friends..."
"Stop, stop. If you keep praising me, I'll crawl into a hole in the ground." Xu Jiang's smile became even brighter. "You're usually quiet, so how come you're so good at coaxing people?"
"I'm telling the truth." Song Qiao smiled slightly, but then his tone became a little lonely, "Sometimes I envy you."
Seeing that she rarely opened up to him, Xu Jiang clung even closer to her. "What should I envy? You're doing well too, enjoying the company of flowers and plants, exploring secluded places and deep waters, and spending your time with nature. How many hermits in ancient times have sought such a life but could not obtain it?"
"I'm not as noble and elegant as a hermit. I'm just a peasant girl who makes a living by selling flowers."
Xu Jiang sensed the self-abandonment in her words, and her heart felt like it was being stabbed. Her eyes swept over the lotus flower pot again, and after a few thoughts, she said, "My lady loves orchids. Do you know why orchids are called the gentlemen among flowers?"
Song Qiao was stunned and speechless.
"When this orchid isn't in bloom, it looks like an ordinary weed hidden deep in the mountains. When it blooms, its color isn't as flamboyant as other flowers, nor is its fragrance as strong and alluring, but it has a distinct, pure, and timeless quality that attracts people."
Xu Jiang stared at Song Qiao and continued, "Just like a gentleman, you are modest and reserved, not competitive, yet you maintain your integrity and cultivate your virtues, which attracts admiration. In Xu Jiang's eyes, your wife is like an orchid, possessing the demeanor of a gentleman."
Song Qiao couldn't help but sigh. She even praised people so beautifully, but she herself was not as good as she praised.
On the contrary, Xu Jiang herself was not competitive and was gentle and amiable, making people unable to help but like her and want to get close to her.
She reached out and stroked the orchid pot, sighing, "I only know how to grow flowers. I don't have the virtuous character of a lady, nor am I as talented as you. How can I deserve such praise? How dare I compare myself to a gentleman?"
Xu Jiang's eyes widened in disapproval, "No matter how big or small a plan is, it's all about precision. A lack of talent is more valuable when it's put to good use. How can you underestimate yourself? What's wrong with only being able to grow flowers? Good flower cultivation connects you to the pure spirit of nature and adds to the worldly wonders. Without flower growers, how much color would be lost in countless homes? How much fragrance would be lost? How much foul odor would be added? For example, right now, if you hadn't brought this orchid out of the mountains, how could I have the privilege of enjoying its delicate fragrance?"
Her incessant chatter warmed Song Qiao's heart. She stared at He Mei and said softly, "This is just a trivial matter."
"We are ordinary people. Isn't it just small things that we earn?"
Xu Jiang spread open her hand, which was as rough as her own, and said, "My lady, please don't say such self-deprecating words again. Otherwise, you will be letting down these hands, letting down these flowers, and even more so, letting down Mr. Wen's appreciation."
Song Qiao stared at the two pairs of clasped hands, then looked at Xu Jiang, thinking to himself: How could anyone not admire and like a woman like this? He nodded and said, "Okay."
Speaking of Wen Hui, Song Qiao added, "Thank you for your introduction to Mr. Wen."
"I should be the one thanking you. If it weren't for you, Mr. Wen and I would still be in such trouble. Why are you thanking me?" Xu Jiang took the opportunity to flatter him, "Besides, if you weren't so capable, he wouldn't want it even if I forced it on him."
This person is good at coaxing people. Even Lou Yunchun, a wooden lump, can be coaxed into being happy. Song Qiao, who is cold on the outside but soft on the inside, can be coaxed into being happy too.
Song Qiao smiled and shook her hand. "Anyway, thank you very much."
"Let's not have you thank me and I thank you. Between friends, thanking too much will become alienation."
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