Song's father raised his eyelids and thought, although he promised not to interfere in Song Qiao's matter, he couldn't really ignore it.
It just so happens that I'm going to the Hu family for a drink on the New Year's Day, so I can find an opportunity to test the waters.
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On the twelfth day of the lunar year, smoke rises from cooking and the aroma of smoked meat wafts in the
Hu Xu went out to deliver a holiday gift, but ran into Song's father.
"Uncle Song is going out too?"
"I'm going to give holiday gifts to our old customers." Song's father hitched up the cart and saw Hu Xu also carrying something. He asked, "Where are you going?"
Hu Xu said, "I will go to Daixianfang to pay my respects to the teacher."
Father Song said happily, "What a coincidence! We're going the same way. Come in and I'll give you a ride."
"Okay." Hu Xu didn't hesitate and got in the car as invited.
The donkey cart ran out of the alley and headed towards the street.
After passing through the gate, Song's father took hold of the reins and slowed down his pace. He glanced at Hu Xu and asked, "I heard that the Spring Examination will be held in February. There's not much time left. Are you confident, Ah Xu?"
The wind blew into his collar, making it painful. Hu Xu wrapped his outer garment tightly around him and leaned closer to Song's father. "It should be no problem to make the list."
"Then uncle is looking forward to drinking your farewell wine."
"Thanks to your good wishes, if I pass the exam, I will definitely give you a pot of good wine."
Father Song smiled and then asked, "Ah Xu is twenty-four, right?"
Hu Xu nodded, "Well, it will be after the New Year."
"When I was your age, Ah Qiao was already three years old, and you didn't have any plans?"
A three-year-old Song Qiao inexplicably appeared in Hu Xu's mind, cold and indifferent, with no unnecessary expression.
He was brought back to his thoughts by a gust of cold wind and said, "I dare not promise you until my mission is accomplished."
"You're about to accomplish your mission, but you don't have any thoughts in your mind?"
Hu Xu thought of Xu Jiang, then shook his head and said, "No rush."
"You all said there's no rush." Father Song sighed.
Hu Xu asked with a smile, "Who else said there's no rush? Song Qiao?"
"Who else could it be but her? In the past few years, I was reluctant to let her go because she was young, but now she's grown up, so I can't delay any longer. But she always says there's no rush, and when I get tired of asking her, she turns away with a stern face."
Father Song glanced at Hu Xu and saw that although he looked curious, his expression was otherwise blank. He couldn't help but feel disappointed and sighed, "I discussed this with her a few days ago, saying we should find a matchmaker to propose marriage. She was so angry that she didn't even look at me for several days."
No wonder he was always indifferent when he met Song Qiao these two days and greeted her. It turned out that it was because of this incident.
Hu Xu suppressed a smile and advised, "I think there's no need to rush, Uncle. Song Qiao is a girl with her own opinions. Perhaps she has other plans in mind, which is why she's not doing this. You might as well wait a while. Once she's figured it out, she'll ask you to make the decision without you having to urge her."
Father Song was a little surprised. It seemed that the boy from the Hu family understood his daughter's character quite well.
He leaned close to Hu Xu's ear and whispered, "Do you think she has someone in her heart?"
"This... I don't know either." This question was a bit out of line for Hu Xu, but he couldn't help but guess based on what Song's father said.
He had been a neighbor of Song Qiao for such a long time, and he had never seen her meet any strangers. Even the neighbors rarely invited them into her yard. It didn't seem like she had a lover.
As for myself, I occasionally knock on her door and go to her house... Stop it, it is not a gentleman's behavior to make random assumptions about others.
Hu Xu tried to suppress his wandering thoughts, but the scene of himself drunk and losing control in front of Song Qiao's door involuntarily emerged in his mind.
He didn't know whether it was a dream or he was drunk, but he always felt that the way Song Qiao looked at him at that time was a little different from usual, as if he had a lingering feeling that he wanted to say but couldn't.
He shuddered, then slapped his face, reminding himself not to let his imagination run wild.
After some inquiries, Song's father had roughly figured out Hu Xu's opinion of Song Qiao.
He really had no intention.
Hu Xu heard him sigh and said comfortingly: "Uncle, don't worry, maybe it's just that fate hasn't arrived yet."
"arrive."
"Um?"
"We've arrived at the Yuan Mansion."
"Ah?" Hu Xu looked up and saw that the Yuan family was indeed right in front.
He hurriedly said to Song's father, "Uncle, just stop here. I'll walk over."
Song's father pulled the reins tight and the donkey cart slowly stopped.
Hu Xu stepped out of the car and thanked him, "Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Song."
Song's father nodded, then waved his whip and drove the donkey cart away.
Hu Xu waved his hand and reminded him, "Don't forget to come to my house for dinner."
Song's father had already gone far away, and I don't know whether he heard it or not.
Hu Xu patted his cheeks that were stiffened by the cold wind, and then walked towards Yuan's mansion.
After delivering the holiday gift to Yuan Zuzhi, Hu Xu saw that there was a funeral at home, so he didn't want to stay any longer and got up to say goodbye.
Yuan Zuzhi prepared a return gift, and knowing that he still had to go to the bookstore, he asked him to take Xu Jiang's share as well and bring it to her.
It was just a small favor and it was on the way, so Hu Xu would not refuse.
He took the gift to the bookstore, but found that the person guarding the store was not Xu Jiang, but Lou Yunchun.
Lou Yunchun accepted the festival gift on behalf of Xu Jiang and entertained him politely.
It was just that he was too polite, a bit like he was trying to chase him away, so Hu Xu also sat down politely.
The two sat opposite each other and drank tea, without saying a word for a long time.
In the end, it was Lou Yunchun who spoke first, "How are your preparations for the exam?" He was wandering around and doing nothing when the exam was coming up.
"All sorts of things." Hu Xu replied, "Isn't the Dali Temple busy?" The Dali Temple's Shaoqing actually had the time to help Xu Jiang guard the bookstore, not doing his job.
"Busy." No matter how busy he is, he will find time to spend the holiday with Xu Jiang.
Hu Xu smiled and didn't say anything more.
Silence returned to the bookstore.
"I'm back." A cheerful voice broke the stillness, bringing life to the surroundings. "Zhuchun?"
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