Yu Jiao poked him twice more and didn't want to play with him anymore, "Okay, if you keep poking, your dimples will pop out." She forced Yu Qizhe to go to bed and rest.
Yu Qizhe broke free from her hand, suddenly walked to the table, picked up the book box on the table and returned to the bed.
Yu Jiao didn't know what he was going to do. Was he going to read a book when he was drunk?
Yu Qizhe opened the book box, and found that what was inside was not books, but silver, including small change and copper coins.
Yu Jiao took a quick look and saw that all together, there wasn't much.
"Do you want to count the private money?" Yu Jiao had a strange look on her face. Could it be that Yu Qizhe was a little miser, hiding it well on weekdays, and would fall asleep with his private money when he was drunk?
Yu Qizhe held out his hand to her, his voice nasal with drunkenness, "Purse."
Yu Jiao took out a purse from her waist and handed it to him. The purse contained a few dimes of silver. She said generously, "These few taels of silver are all for you."
Yu Qizhe shook his head vigorously and poured all the change in Yu Jiao's purse onto the ground.
"You..." Thinking of not getting into trouble with the drunkard, Yu Jiao slowed down her tone, "What are you going to do?"
She squatted down and picked up the silver. As soon as she stood up, Yu Qizhe slapped her away, and the silver coins scattered all over the floor again.
"Don't pick it up." He stared at Yu Jiao stubbornly.
What's wrong?
Yu Jiao complained in her heart and didn't pick up the things. When she looked up, she saw Yu Qizhe stuffing all the copper coins and silver changes in the book box into the purse she had just given him.
He glanced at his deflated purse, seemed a little angry, turned the book box over again, found a copper coin in the gap, stuffed it back into the purse, and then handed the purse to Yu Jiao.
"I'll give it all to you. I will have a lot of money in the future and will fill this purse." Yu Qizhe's voice was stubborn and serious, yet a little childish.
Yu Jiao didn't know why he suddenly became like this, but she was still happy to see that he was drunk and was still thinking about giving all his saved private money to herself.
"Keep the private money you saved for yourself. I have money." Yu Jiao did not accept it. She remembered that when she just woke up in Yu's house, Yu Zhou wanted to sell her to another boy, but Yu Qizhe gave her all the 40 cents he saved from copying books and let her run away. She couldn't help but feel soft in her heart.
She didn't make a mistake in choosing him. He had always been very nice to her for such a long time.
Seeing that she refused to take it, Yu Qizhe forcefully stuffed the purse into her hand. Qingjun showed an aggrieved expression on her face and emphasized again, "I will make a lot of money in the future, so much that this purse can't hold it all."
Yu Jiao came back to her senses and nodded with amusement, "Well, I believe you will make a lot of money."
Yu Qizhe's face looked less aggrieved, and he said carefully, "Then can you not take other people's money?"
Yu Jiao showed a puzzled expression. She didn't quite understand what Yu Qizhe meant by other people's money. She must want to make money.
A line came to her lips: If I don't make money, will you support me?
Yu Jiao didn't ask this question because she was afraid that Yu Qizhe would really say he wanted to support her, and she would not agree to it.
But Yu Qizhe's next words made Yu Jiao realize that she had misunderstood.
"Don't ask for... Gu Yun's money." Yu Qizhe quickly mentioned Gu Yun's name vaguely, and then said, "I can also give you endless silver in my wallet. Although it's not much now, I will definitely give you more in the future."
His tone afterwards was a little lost, but very firm.
Yu Jiao looked at the old purse in her hand and suddenly felt sad.
It turned out that Yu Qizhe acted awkwardly because he was bothered by the fact that when Gu Yun returned the purse to her in Qingzhou, he gave her a purse full of silver that could not be filled. That was why he kept emphasizing that he would earn a lot of silver in the future and that this purse would not be able to hold it all.
It's impossible to say that I'm not moved.
Yu Jiao didn't expect that he would care so much about such a small matter and keep it in his heart. Now that he was drunk, he expressed it in such a "cute" way.
This person... must care so much about her that he would care about such a trivial matter.
Yu Jiao's eyes were covered with mist. She pulled the corners of her lips and responded softly, "Okay, I don't want his money. I'm waiting for you to give me an endless bag of silver."
After hearing her words, Yu Qizhe's eyes brightened a little, and a smile of delight appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a happy face.
"Go to sleep." Yu Jiao herself didn't know how gentle the look in her eyes was when she looked at Yu Qizhe at that moment.
Yu Qizhe was very obedient. He took off his shoes and got into bed in one go. His sleeping posture was meticulous. He pulled the quilt to cover himself, with his arms still pressed on the quilt. Only his eyes were open, staring at Yu Jiao without blinking.
"Close your eyes and go to sleep." Yu Jiao said with a smile.
Yu Qizhe responded, "Okay," and closed his eyes obediently.
Yu Jiao even doubted whether he was really drunk, as he could have a normal conversation and move freely.
She glanced at the silver coins on the ground, thought about it, and did not pick them up. She blew out the candle and left Yu Qizhe's room.
Song and Yu Mengshan had already gone to bed. There was a dim candle still burning outside, which must have been left specially for her.
Yu Jiao picked up the candlestick and went back to the inner room.
Yu Fuling was lying on the bed, still holding the flower shed in her hand. She must have fallen asleep while waiting for her. Yu Jiao gently pushed her and said, "Go to bed."
Yu Fuling responded dazedly, put the sewing basket on the bedside table, climbed into bed yawning and continued to sleep.
Yu Jiao pushed the door and went to the toilet in the yard. As soon as she came out of the toilet in the corner of the house, she saw a dark shadow standing stealthily at the gate of the yard.
She was startled and breathed softly, wondering if someone sneaked in.
Hiding in the shadows, with the dim moonlight blocked by clouds, Yu Jiao clearly saw the face of the person who opened the door bolt.
Yu Hanshan? He was not sleeping in his room at this late hour. What was he doing secretly?
Yu Jiao didn't make any sound. She watched Yu Hanshan tiptoe to unbolt the door, walk out and gently close the gate.
Yu Jiao didn't hesitate and walked to the gate quietly. When she heard no sound outside, she gently pushed the gate open.
Following the path at the entrance, I saw a dark shadow walking hurriedly towards the end of the village.
Yu Jiao frowned. Although she was curious and wanted to follow Yu Hanshan to see what he was doing, it was dark. If someone found out, it wouldn't matter to Yu Hanshan as he was a man, but she would be criticized as a woman.
I can only observe Yu Hanshan’s actions more in the future and see if I can figure out something.
She was about to go back to the yard when she heard another noise. Yu Jiao quietly looked in the other direction and saw four or five figures, carrying something in their hands, walking towards this side.
Yu Jiao's heart skipped a beat. Isn't it too lively in Qingyu Village at night? Why are so many people out at night?
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