"What's wrong?"
"Well……"
"say!"
“…”
Xihe stared at Song Yu blankly, not understanding why he suddenly became so persistent.
Song Yu's face immediately turned cold, he threw down his chopsticks, stood up and strode out the door. Xihe was startled and hurried to chase him, but saw that the man jumped on the horse and ran away in a blink of an eye.
Xihe: “…”
Old Man Jiang followed and looked around: "Is he gone?"
The sky was gloomy, and candles were lit in every household in the village. There were few people on the road. Xihe turned and went back to the house: "Let's go."
Walk to the table, sit down, pick up the chopsticks and continue eating.
Four dishes and one soup, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes. Madam Xu was a skilled cook, and could make even ordinary meals look and smell delicious. However, Xihe took a few bites and suddenly lost her appetite. She couldn't help but ask, "Is Song Yu so difficult to please?"
Gouzi turned over and said: "Men's hearts are as deep as the sea, what do you think?"
Xihe: ...nothing to say.
He stood up, put away his chopsticks and went back to his room.
Old Master Jiang looked at the closed door and shook his head, continuing to smoke his pipe. Madam Xu looked at the empty seat and silently went forward to bring the food to the kitchen.
The next day, Xihe woke up and found the yard very lively.
When she got dressed and opened the door, she saw that the yard was full of things. Several servants were coming in and out, moving things outside the door, and Song Yu was directing them from the side.
Xihe's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"
Song Yu turned around, paused, handed the whip to his attendant, and walked over: "I will be busy after the New Year. I plan to move my things into the city before the New Year, and you can move in completely after the New Year."
"Taomu Village is still some distance away from the city, so it's not easy for me to take care of you."
Seeing her staring with her almond eyes, full of confusion,
Song Yu raised his hand and touched her head: "Don't worry about these things, just be happy every day." After a pause, he continued, "I was wrong yesterday. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you. I'm sorry."
Xihe blinked: "It's okay, I know you mean well."
Song Yu twitched the corner of his mouth: "Yeah."
That night, Song Yu stayed in Taomu Village until very late before returning home.
A few days later, it was the official Chinese New Year. On that day, Mrs. Song sent a carriage to pick up Xihe and Old Man Jiang to go to the Song Mansion to celebrate the New Year, but Old Man Jiang politely declined.
Xihe felt strange: "Why not go? Don't you like that scene the most?"
Old Master Jiang slumped in a rattan chair and sighed, "It's different. If the head of the Song Mansion was Da Wa, I would have gone there without being asked. But now that Master Song is in charge, and Da Wa's parents are here, we have to be tactful."
Xihe was speechless for a moment. He had not expected that Old Man Jiang was so insightful.
That night, Madam Xu cooked a large table full of dishes, including chicken, duck, fish and meat. When firecrackers rang out from every household in Taomu Village, the three of them also responded with firecrackers.
Old Mr. Jiang always looked outside the door, and whenever a child knocked on the door, he would immediately run over to open it.
The pigtailed doll smiled and said, "Grandpa Jiang, Happy New Year~"
The old man's expression of surprise immediately dropped, but he forced a smile and grabbed a handful of fruits and stuffed them over: "Hey, happy new year, little Shuanzi, grow taller next year~"
The door closed, he sat back in his seat and kept looking out the door.
Xihe rolled his eyes. He had clearly said that he would be sensible, but he just stared at her eagerly... Knock knock knock, there was a knock on the door.
Xihe stood up and opened the door.
The door creaked open, and Xihe was stunned when he saw someone. "Are you...Xiaowu?"
The black-clad attendant handed over the box: "Miss Yue'er, this is something my young master asked me to bring to you. I wish you a happy new year."
Xihe took it and opened it, and saw various dim sum dishes, still hot.
A smile spread across her face. "Thank you, my eldest son, for me, and wish him a happy new year, too."
The black-clad attendant smiled, bowed and saluted, turned around, jumped on his horse, and quickly disappeared into the night.
Xihe stood at the door for a while before going back into the house.
After all, Mr. Jiang was too old to bear it, so he went back to his room to rest after a while.
Seeing that Madam Xu was also very sleepy, Xihe sent her to rest and kept watch himself. It was snowing outside, and the house was warm from the burning charcoal fire and dimly lit by candlelight.
Xihe was eating dried fruits and reading a storybook, and before he knew it, he fell asleep beside the candlelight.
When she woke up again, she found someone covering her with a blanket. Xihe opened her eyes and saw a handsome profile. She blinked and asked, "Why are you back?"
Song Yu looked up: "I told my parents and came back."
He sat down on the stool and poured Xihe a cup of hot tea. Xihe took it and found that Song Yu was wearing a black and red robe and a cloak tonight, and looked particularly handsome.
Xihe suddenly couldn't remember what he looked like when she first saw him.
She took a sip of tea and said, "Grandpa has been waiting for you."
Song Yu's eyebrows softened instantly: "Grandpa has always been like this. Although he doesn't say it, he will always keep it in his heart." So he hurried back as soon as he finished his work.
Xihe thought to himself, Mrs. Song will probably be so angry about your filial piety that she will die.
At this time in his previous life, Old Master Jiang had long passed away. Song Yu had no worries at all, and once he entered the Song Mansion, he completely became a member of the Song Mansion.
But this time, because she found the person in advance, Song Yu was delayed by various things and did not go into the mountains to hunt the big beast.
Old Master Jiang would not have worried about his grandson who had not returned yet, so he would not have gone into the mountains alone with a cane to look for him. He would not have broken his leg, and he would not have frozen to death because no one was there to cry out for him... Song Yu did not lose his loved ones, but gained more relatives.
Xihe thought that everything would be perfect once Song Yu married Chen Piaopiao.
Thinking of Shen Piaopiao, Xihe asked curiously again: "How are you and Miss Shen doing?"
Song Yu: "..."
Looking at Xihe without saying anything.
Xihe blinked, a little puzzled: "What's wrong? Still no progress?" It shouldn't be like this. With his and Shen Piaopiao's fate, he should be interested in each other by now.
Song Yu frowned: "Why are you so obsessed with me and Miss Shen?"
"Why are you so sure we'll be together? Besides, Yue'er, you're a girl too. Isn't it inappropriate to constantly link a girl and a man together?"
Xihe's eyes widened immediately: "I, I'm only telling you."
She only said it because she thought they were familiar with each other. If it was an outsider, she would definitely not tell it. Xihe felt that she was too relaxed and forgot that this was ancient times.
Xihe unconsciously clutched the blanket: "I'm sorry, I won't say it again."
Song Yu nodded: "That's very good."
Xihe: “…”
Emmm, I really shouldn’t relax too much.
Xihe suddenly felt that the air in the room was very stuffy and stood up: "Well, I'm a little sleepy. I'm going to rest first. If you are tired, you can rest too."
He rolled up the blanket and hurried past Song Yu, but someone grabbed his hand.
Xihe pulled, but it didn't move.
She looked up: "What's wrong?"
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