Chapter 52: Wu Yan just doesn’t care about my feelings that much…
The situation became a little awkward as they were all silent.
Song Baoyuan's eyelids twitched, and she thought it was not a good time to stay here for long, so she picked up her daughter and said, "Let's go, Sui Sui, let's go cook noodles for Brother Xiaozhou."
Having said that, he walked out the door.
Jiang Keyu came back to her senses from her unspeakable emotions and frowned slightly, "Wait."
The mother and daughter looked back together.
"What are you going to do?"
Finally, there was a sentence that she could understand, and Jiang Suisui responded enthusiastically: "Go make noodles for Brother Xiaozhou!"
"Why?"
Jiang Suisui opened her mouth, then covered it again, remembering that her brother Xiaozhou didn't allow her to speak.
But Song Baoyuan didn't think this was something that needed to be concealed, so she said simply, "Cen Zhou is having a birthday."
Jiang Keyu was still confused, even dissatisfied. "Even so, why would you do it yourself? He..."
Why?
But he didn't say it.
"Just think of it as playing with Sui Sui." Song Baoyuan said lightly.
She looked uneasy and asked hesitantly, "Besides, Miss Sheng is already in such a state, and brother still has the heart to care about our little matter?"
Jiang Keyu was visibly stunned.
His brows furrowed even deeper. "What does her behavior have to do with me? Do you also think I did something wrong?"
He seemed angry, and Song Baoyuan didn't understand why.
"Or do you still think there's something going on between her and me?"
Song Baoyuan pursed her lips when she heard this, and her gaze slowly shifted towards the door, without commenting.
Her silence was undoubtedly an answer in Jiang Keyu's eyes, which puzzled him. "Didn't I explain to you? That painting wasn't because I liked her!"
He casually pointed to the side, "She looks just like this guy to me!"
"How can they be the same!" Song Baoyuan blurted out.
Realizing what she had said, she turned away uncomfortably.
These words were like thorns, piercing Jiang Keyu and leaving him feeling helpless for a moment.
He found it ridiculous, and actually laughed, though the curve of his lips was filled with sarcasm. "At first, I wanted to avoid suspicion and decided not to have anything to do with her. But they insisted that my avoiding her proved I had something to hide, and that it was only normal for me to treat her as a friend, like everyone else. Fine, I know I'm honest and open, so I'll do whatever I want. But now you're blaming me! What exactly do I have to do to satisfy you?"
“No one can satisfy everyone!”
Song Baoyuan seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, "How could you not understand such a simple truth!"
Even though she tried her best to restrain herself, she couldn't hide her grievance. "You just chose them between you and me. You just didn't care about my feelings that much!"
She suddenly choked up, and not wanting to lose her composure, she turned and ran away.
Jiang Keyu subconsciously chased after him, but stopped at the door, looking dazed and with a blank mind.
*
In a deserted street corner, Sheng Qinyin squatted in the corner, hugging her knees and crying breathlessly.
Taozhi, the personal maid, had almost lost her. When she found her, she breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes were filled with worry. "Miss, please don't be sad."
"How could he do this to me?" Sheng Qiyin grumbled, "How could he do this... He didn't marry me, and then I was eliminated from the selection. I'm a joke now, and the whole capital is laughing at me!"
Taozhi tried to comfort her, speaking in a relaxed tone, "How could that be? Miss, you're overthinking it. Jiang Shaoqing isn't the only man in the world. Even if he doesn't marry you, you still have more options than just entering the palace. Didn't the old man say he would personally choose a good marriage for you? The old man loves you the most, and he will definitely choose the best husband for you!"
Sheng Qiyin's emotions were not only not appeased, but became even more out of control. "I know everything! You don't have to say such nice things to coax me! None of the people my grandfather picked are willing to marry me!"
Taozhi was stunned and couldn't say anything to refute.
It is indeed difficult for the young lady to find a marriage, and the Sheng family's current status in Beijing is also very delicate, so she is neither too high nor too low.
But she couldn't tell the truth.
"Miss, don't let your imagination run wild. There are so many good men in the capital. We can take our time to choose and we will definitely find someone we like."
"I don't want to be satisfied, I want to destroy him!" Sheng Qinyin said sadly and angrily, "He wasted my feelings and ruined my life, so he can't have an easy life! I want to destroy everything he cares about!"
*
In the back kitchen of the teahouse, Jiang Suisui was standing on a stool, sprinkling flour.
Song Baoyuan stood beside her, watching her movements, "That's enough, then add a little more water and you can knead the dough."
"Is that so?" Jiang Suisui puffed up her cheeks and rubbed them hard.
"Yes, that's it." Song Baoyuan smiled and brushed her hair.
Jiang Suisui's attention was all on the dough, and she didn't notice her mother's absent-mindedness.
The door curtain of the back kitchen was lifted. Song Baoyuan looked over and quickly looked away.
"Daddy!" Jiang Suisui stamped his feet. "Do you think I did a good job?"
Jiang Keyu slowly approached, forced a smile, and praised, "Sui Sui is awesome."
"Then I'll make noodles for Daddy on his birthday!"
"Um."
Jiang Keyu thought of the bowl of longevity noodles that was always present on her birthday.
He thought that he might not be able to eat it this year.
Song Baoyuan stared at the shapeless dough in her daughter's hand and said calmly, "A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. What are you doing here, brother?"
Jiang Keyu did not answer, or rather, she could not answer.
The two of them were speechless with their daughter between them.
"Is this okay?" Jiang Suisui turned to ask her mother, holding the dough.
"Rub it for a while longer."
Jiang Suisui nodded, and then she wiped her face, feeling itchy. Her face, which had just been cleaned of coal dust, was instantly dirty again.
She was like a little cat rolling in flour.
"After kneading, break it into small pieces, then stretch it out to make noodles!"
Although Jiang Suisui was obedient, she couldn't do it, so Song Baoyuan had to do it herself.
"Wow!" Jiang Suisui's hands were empty, and she wiped her dirty little hands on her mother's face, still smiling.
Song Baoyuan was not angry, and rubbed her daughter with her face.
"Itchy!" Jiang Suisui giggled.
The fights between mother and daughter are both cute in their own way, warm and contagious.
Jiang Keyu looked at it and smiled unconsciously.
But when he thought of what Ayuan said not long ago, the smile froze on his face again.
She had so many grievances, but he never knew about them.
"Add an egg and some greens." Song Baoyuan leaned in close and said, "Sui Sui, go wash the greens and bring them over, okay?"
"good!"
Jiang Suisui jumped off the bench and searched the kitchen for vegetables.
Her sudden departure disrupted the harmony between Song Baoyuan and Jiang Keyu. The air seemed to freeze, leaving them breathless and creating a strange atmosphere.
Jiang Keyu opened her mouth several times but couldn't utter a word.
Fortunately, Jiang Suisui shouted across the stove: "I can't get it, Daddy, help me!"
Jiang Keyu went over immediately.
Song Baoyuan took the opportunity to shake her head, trying to clear her mind and not think too much.
What is she expecting?
This person is no longer the one she loves in her heart.
"Put eggs in there! Put some vegetables in there! And put plenty of noodles in there! Let Brother Xiaozhou eat his fill!"
Jiang Suisui was cheerful alone, shaking his head.
As soon as the noodles were ready, she ran out to look for someone, "Brother Xiaozhou!"
"Call me uncle!"
Cen Zhou, who was wiping the table, corrected without turning his head.
Jiang Suisui ignored him and tugged at his clothes, saying, "Brother Xiaozhou, go eat the longevity noodles I made. This way you can live to be a hundred years old!"
Cen Zhou wiped his hands clean and picked her up. "Noodles, did you make these?"
"My mother and I did this together."
Cen Zhou was startled for a moment, and just then he saw Song Baoyuan walking out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles. She walked past him and said, "Go to Master Gao's room, otherwise he will be left alone."
Cen Zhou also saw Jiang Keyu walking behind him. His brows furrowed, and he seemed to unintentionally position himself and squeezed in between the two of them.
He held Jiang Suisui in his arms and followed Song Baoyuan into the house. He closed the door as soon as he stepped over the threshold.
"I just came to the third floor to clean the handrails and overheard you arguing." Cen Zhou followed Song Baoyuan closely, "If you don't want to see him, I'll chase him away now and never let him in again."
It was the first time to hear him talk so much. Not only was Song Baoyuan stunned, but even Gao Luoshu who was lying on the couch was stunned.
"I'm not afraid of him!"
Jiang Keyu, who was standing outside the house, heard his words clearly.
Perhaps he was expecting someone else's answer, so he stopped pushing the door.
Song Baoyuan took a long time to respond, "It's not really a quarrel."
Jiang Suisui, lying in Cen Zhou's arms, had a dazed expression.
"This is none of your business." Song Baoyuan pushed the noodles in front of him and said with a smile, "Happy birthday!"
Cen Zhou looked down at the bowl of noodles, his eyes becoming more determined. "I'm serious. He's not from the teahouse. There's no reason for him to show up here every day."
"But he is Sui Sui's father."
Cen Zhou was stunned and happened to meet Jiang Suisui's eyes, which were full of innocence.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Just sit down and try it. This is Sui Sui's gift to you." Song Baoyuan urged.
Outside the house, Jiang Keyu had a blank expression on her face and did not move for a long time.
In the end, there was no further progress.
Never mind, he thought.
A song just ended downstairs, and the applause briefly covered up the other sounds.
Jiang Keyu slowly walked downstairs, picked an empty seat and sat down, rubbing her brows as if tired.
Don't want to see him.
Ayuan doesn't want to see him.
This thought kept circling in his mind over and over again.
Qing Ze, who quietly left from behind the screen with her zither, saw him, watched for a moment, and then went around to go upstairs.
Qing Ze also lives on the third floor, right next to Gao Luoshu.
When he returned to his room, he heard a child's voice coming from inside.
After hesitating for a long time, he stopped and stood guard at the door.
About a quarter of an hour later, Cen Zhou came out holding Jiang Suisui's hand in one hand and holding an empty bowl in the other.
The door opened, and Song Baoyuan saw the person outside. Seeing that person looking at her, she asked uncertainly, "Are you looking for me?"
Qing Ze hesitated for a long time and then nodded.
Seeing this, Song Baoyuan came out and asked, "What's the matter?"
Qing Ze glanced at Gao Luoshu lying on the couch without leaving a trace, then took a few steps towards his room.
He whispered, "There is something I don't know if the master knows about it or if he wants to know about it."
"What?"
"Master Gao was willing to redeem this slave, but he lacked the ability. Although it was Master Gao who brought the slave to the master, it was actually Jiang Shaoqing who stepped forward and put pressure on the owner of Yaofang."
Song Baoyuan was stunned for a moment.
It sounds ridiculous no matter how you look at it.
"Although Jiang Shaoqing was unwilling and didn't like me, but because it was the master's wish, Jiang Shaoqing not only redeemed me, but also helped me solve some of the problems that kept bothering me."
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