Based on this speculation, Teacher Li became more lenient in his attitude towards Sang Xuanqing's family.
His face was pale and aloof, with distinct features, giving him a somewhat distant appearance, but his demeanor exuded a gentle warmth that came from a well-bred family.
"Excuse me for bothering you, is this Sang Xuanqing's home?"
Brother Sang sized him up; the other party was beyond his expectations.
He had originally thought that the person who came to see Sang Xuanqing would be a burly craftsman, but he did not expect that he would be a refined and polite young man from a wealthy family.
Just by looking at his sophisticated attire and his fair, delicate skin, which represents the upper class's aversion to manual labor, one can tell that people from such backgrounds are worlds apart from us carpenters and masons.
What could someone like him possibly have to do with Sang Xuanqing?
Brother Sang was puzzled, and asked hesitantly, "Is there something you need?"
"My name is Master Li, and I am a craftsman. I met Sang Xuanqing in Guixu Ridge and came here at his invitation. Is he home right now?"
What? Sang Xuanqing invited them herself?
Brother Sang glanced at Zheng Quchi, who was hiding behind him like a quail, and glared at her speechlessly. It seemed that she had changed her mind...
Feeling that the fault lay with him, Brother Sang apologized to Master Li, saying, "Oh, I see. But he hasn't returned yet."
The implication was that this matter had only been discussed privately between the two of them, and no one else knew about it. He wouldn't welcome a stranger into his home until he had met Sang Xuanqing and confirmed the matter.
Upon hearing this, Master Li raised his eyebrows slightly, clearly expressing his skepticism about the answer.
"He's not back? It's so late, I wonder where he went?"
Saw saw her leave Ghost Ridge with his own eyes; judging by the timeline, she should have returned to River Ditch Village long ago.
Brother Sang casually declined, saying, "We don't know much about his affairs. I guess something important suddenly came up, so he sent someone to tell us that he would be home later."
Since Sang Xuanqing was indeed not home, Master Li had no reason to stay any longer.
He lowered his eyes, his sharply defined face expressionless: "If that's the case, then I'll come back to find him tomorrow."
Zheng Quchi felt a chill run down his spine as he listened.
Still coming? This person probably doesn't understand what giving up means.
Brother Sang frowned and said bluntly, "You don't need to come every day. In our rural village of Hegou, the roads are muddy and slippery after snow. Be careful not to fall. Where do you live? Why don't we wait for Aqing to come back and I'll have him go find you?"
Teacher Li's eyes were somewhat melancholy: "I don't have a fixed place to live for the time being, and I have no relatives or friends in Fuxian County. Apart from knowing Sang Xuanqing, I don't know anyone else. Since he invited me, I will accept the invitation, even if it means making a few more trips."
Hearing what Master Li said, Zheng Quchi's not-so-black conscience felt as if it had been poked.
He's too serious. He's so stubborn. What if they were just saying a few polite words? Wouldn't he believe them?
However, the fault did not lie with him. Although she reluctantly agreed to let him go home with her for New Year's Day, she should have kept her word since she had said so.
But she forgot.
They even made "Sang Xuanqing" suddenly disappear, leaving him standing them up.
It's pitiful that he braved the wind and snow on a cold night to inquire and search all the way here, only to be casually dismissed and return disappointed.
Zheng Quchi felt a surge of guilt and couldn't help but say, "Brother, why don't we let him stay for the night? It's so dark outside and it's snowing. It's easy for him to have an accident if he walks at night."
Yes, even with such a strong sense of guilt, she didn't plan to keep him at home tomorrow, waiting to reunite with "Sang Xuanqing".
She had been fooled by him before, thinking he might sabotage the project while she was on vacation. But Uncle Mu told her that Yuwen Sheng had already taken precautions and had increased the number of people patrolling and checking the posts. Basically, anyone who tried to cause trouble at this time would be asking for trouble for themselves.
Li Shi had only taken a few steps when he caught a clear, soft female voice. He turned around and his gaze fell precisely on the back of the tall young man... but he only saw a black head hanging down in front of his chest.
She seemed to realize he had turned around, and hurriedly lowered her face, as if she were naturally shy in front of a stranger... but her voice was clear, bright, and articulate.
"Then I'll have to trouble you."
Zheng Quchi: "..."
Brother Sang: "..."
Wow, so fast!
Compared to how he was dragging his feet and seemed hesitant to leave just now, he agreed so quickly!
No, could he have just been being polite? How come he agreed immediately after she offered a word of advice, as if he was waiting for her to ask him to stay?
Seeing that one dared to speak and the other dared to agree, Brother Sang felt helpless but finally began to believe that the two might actually be birds of a feather.
"Then come in."
Brother Sang nodded to Master Li and stepped aside, but as he turned around, he couldn't help but tap Zheng Quchi's silly little head.
All I do is cause trouble.
Zheng Quchi held her head, convinced that her brother must have scolded her.
Master Li shook his heavy vest and stepped into the Sang family home. He immediately smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen, which was especially tempting.
He guessed they were probably at home preparing food for New Year's Day. He wondered what people in Fuxian would prepare for New Year's Day.
It must have been quite a feast, otherwise they wouldn't have been so busy until so late.
He stepped into the courtyard, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the Sang family's residence.
The night was dark, and the dim light from the oil lamps shining through the ground reflected off a wall, a section of eaves, a wooden corridor, halls and rooms... partially revealed, and even from these partial views, he realized that the Sang family's architecture was different from others.
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