Jiang Qiao knew perfectly well why the woman wouldn't let her take things, but how could she tamper with things if they weren't concealed?
After giving the girl a wink, she came out with her bag on her back.
"Auntie, let's go—"
After Jiang Qiao left, Hua'er became restless, and the old lady didn't know why.
"You silly girl, what are you doing, running around like a whirlwind? Hurry up and go feed the pigs. I need to cook. We have guests coming, and we can't just make do with whatever we can find."
"Mom, I have things to do. If I can't come back by then, please go and tell the neighbors that there are bad people on our island."
The old lady was experienced, and the child's words immediately alerted her.
"What happened?"
The girl was worried. You said you wanted to keep it a secret, but what if you told her mother and the old lady found out?
"You brat, why are you still acting like this with your mother? What's wrong? Tell me quickly—"
The little girl sighed, "Mother, I can't tell you. Just remember what I said: if our guests don't come back, remember to find someone to help. I'll be right back—"
Even she couldn't explain it to her own mother, and she herself wasn't sure whether what the guest in their family said was true or false.
However, she instinctively trusted this customer. Look at how he acted when he came over; it was heartwarming. Even though he had given them money and tickets, he was still thinking about their family. Just for that reason, Hua'er felt she should help him.
Although Jiang Qiao was a little unsure, she didn't show it on her face. She didn't know how much the other party knew about her or what methods they would use against her. She was thinking about whether she could control the person before the enemy made a move.
The captain's wife went out, and she talked a lot. You'd think that two strangers wouldn't have much to talk about, but she just kept saying random things, regardless of whether Jiang Qiao was interested or not.
However, this gave Jiang Qiao a conclusion: this woman, at least for now, was an ordinary person who had not received any training.
Look, the other person is trying to hide their nervousness by lacking even the most basic common sense. For now, she's relieved.
“Auntie, is it appropriate for me to go over if only one or a few relatives are coming? If there are many men, I can’t go. My mother said that girls should keep their distance from men when they grow up.”
The woman explained awkwardly, "There's no one else, just my husband, my son, and me. We just felt that boys and girls don't have much to talk about, so we brought a young girl over to make it easier to chat and make our guests feel more comfortable."
Jiang Qiao curled her lip. "Comfortable my foot! They might have already planned it all out, and they'll take her down as soon as they walk in the door."
However, thinking of the flower girl, she felt reassured and calmly followed the other party.
However, when they arrived at the woman's door, Jiang Qiao grabbed the woman's arm and hid behind her, her hands and mouth busy saying, "Auntie, do you have a dog? I'm afraid of this thing, please make the dog get out of the way."
The woman felt as if she had been suddenly stabbed in the neck, but she didn't think much of it. The main problem was that Jiang Qiao was holding her arm tightly, which made her feel a little pain.
"Oh dear, young lady, what are you afraid of? We don't have a dog, don't worry. You're a guest, would we let a dog bite you? It's alright, come with me—"
Jiang Qiao followed behind with a smile, saying, "It's good that there are no dogs. I'm afraid of those things."
Dou Yanhua sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and looked outside intently. She didn't recognize the woman.
That's true. Jiang Qiao was only a few years old back then, and the two of them hadn't seen each other for many years. It was just one meeting. Besides, Jiang Qiao was wearing makeup. Even if Dou Yanhua had some impression of her, the person in front of her was a completely different person from the Jiang Qiao of the past.
Jiang Qiao followed the woman into the courtyard, observing as she went. There were four rooms and a side room in the courtyard. There were no dogs, but she did see chickens and ducks. When she arrived at the front door, before she could even push it open, the door to the house was already open. A young man and an older man were busy in the kitchen. Judging from their appearance, they were probably father and son.
"Oh, we have a guest! Please come in and have a seat. I'm so sorry to have to trouble the neighbors with a young lady visiting—"
Jiang Qiao, who was getting on in years, glanced at the father and son. She couldn't tell anything from the young man, but this man, despite his seemingly honest appearance, had eyes that were definitely not what they seemed.
That's true. People who have been out in the world for a while, if they didn't have some sense of judgment, would have been buried somewhere long ago.
"Hello, Uncle! Hello, Brother!"
Jiang Qiao greeted the other person with a smile, taking the opportunity to take another look at the man in front of her.
The father and son smiled and urged Jiang Qiao to sit down on the kang (heated brick bed). "We'll eat soon. Have lunch at our house, don't be shy—"
That's what they said, but Jiang Qiao felt uneasy about the meal. Although she couldn't see anything wrong with this man, someone who could make Dou Yanhua go straight there couldn't be a simple person.
Upon arriving at the next room, Dou Yanhua, who was on the kang (a heated brick bed), glanced at Jiang Qiao but remained silent, as if she had not known that the hostess was inviting people over.
"Girl, this is a guest from our neighbor's house. We originally wanted to have the neighbor's child come over and chat with you, but they had something to do. So, your aunt had no choice but to bring the girl over to keep you company. You two young people can chat slowly, and I'll go help them cook."
Jiang Qiao sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) looking somewhat at a loss, which pleased Dou Yanhua considerably. She secretly cursed him as a country bumpkin.
He looked at Jiang Qiao with an arrogant expression and asked, "What's your name? What are you doing here?"
Jiang Qiao stammered, "My name is Lin Zhi. My aunt asked me to keep you company and chat. What shall we talk about?"
Dou Yanhua pursed her lips. "What do you want to talk about?"
Jiang Qiao shook her head. "I don't know what to talk about. How about you tell me and I'll listen?"
Dou Yanhua rolled her eyes at Jiang Qiao and stopped talking altogether. She just couldn't understand what was going on with this family. If they didn't welcome her, they should just say so. Why did they have to find someone to test her patience?
She couldn't understand what was going on with the person who wrote her the letter. Wasn't he supposed to help her? Why hadn't he shown up yet?
Jiang Qiao took out two pieces of candy from her bag. "Hey, do you want some? My relative bought these for me."
Dou Yanhua paused for a moment when she saw the candy wrapper. Milk candy—she used to have plenty of it, but ever since the accident at home, she hadn't been able to eat it often.
I just don't know what kind of good relatives this country bumpkin has to give her such good candy. It's such a waste.
I naturally took it, unwrapped it, put it in my mouth, closed my eyes, and savored the taste.
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