Xi'en looked at her in surprise, she really couldn't understand what Pearl could say to herself at this time, could it be that her grandmother sent her to persuade her to think about it, don't commit suicide in the lake or something?

"Marriage has its own destiny, the eldest lady is stunning, and she has a seven-pronged exquisite heart, why worry about no lover, and why hang herself from a tree?"

Xi'en sneered for a while, but in the end, he was still guessed correctly, and said disdainfully, "You are also in vain, I won't think about it, but as you said, marriage has its own destiny, I and Brother Qin's childhood sweethearts, why do you have to work hard to force each other?" ”

"You are wrong, no one persecuted Qin Gongzi, he did it voluntarily." Pearl replied firmly.

Xi En was so shocked that his heart trembled, and then he turned his face away with disdain, "Now that the matter is over, why do you have to resort to such a divisive scheme, are you afraid that Wu Min will marry into the Qin family and get a letter of resignation and be driven back?" ”

"From beginning to end, Gongzi Qin was willing, even if the eldest aunt didn't marry Wu Min into the Qin family, he wouldn't marry you." Pearl said very calmly, like a persuasion, and like a wake-up.

"You think I'm going to believe you, you guys joined forces to turn Bai Ping into Wu Min, and now you force Brother Qin to marry Wu Min, it's really despicable, don't pretend to be a good person here, I understand your favor." Xi'en seemed to be calm when he said this, but in fact, his heart fluctuated, so that a person who was calm and calm on weekdays was a little flustered. After speaking, without waiting for Pearl to say anything more, she pulled her legs and walked towards the gate of the garden, she was anxious to meet him.

After coming back for so many days, she has been looking forward to the moment when the two will meet, but she always avoids it. She hoped it was him who came to see her. It was he who took the initiative to give himself an answer. When she ruthlessly drove Bai Ping out of Bai Mansion, she thought she had cleared the way for him. But day and night, he still didn't come. Whether to avoid it, or to wait for a better time, she repeatedly made all kinds of excuses for her. Now she couldn't wait any longer, she had to go to him in person and ask him for a reason.

Qinfu is located on the third street of the capital, which is not a busy city, and at noon people hide at home to rest for lunch, which makes it more and more deserted.

A small cross-courtyard of the Qin family is crowded between the two high-door mansions on the left and right. It's very cramped. The door is not big, and there is an old man in front of the door, looking around and not knowing what to do.

"The Qin family is now also the mansion of the official master, why is it still so shabby?" Qingying was a little puzzled. The red-painted door is already a little mottled. Even the man didn't dress like a wealthy man. It seems that Qin Yin is also a poor Beijing official.

"Brother Qin has an elegant character. A person is naturally a clean official, how can he compare to the corrupt and corrupt people, you also look down on people too much. Xi En stood diagonally opposite the Qin family. After looking at it for a long time, it was very comforting. It is natural to feel that the Qin family has not changed, and the people of the Qin family have naturally not changed. Regardless of whether Qin Yin is an official or not, he is his former Qin brother.

In the Qin family's house, Qin Yin was returning from the morning dynasty and copying the statement in the study. The expression is focused, and the eyes under the slightly protruding eyebrow bones are slightly concave, which makes the whole face very intriguing.

"Young master, the slave waited for a long time and didn't see Wang Er's guy come over to repay the money, it must be no fun, why don't I go to his house in the evening?" The old servant who had been standing at the door came in and replied.

The pen in Qin Yin's hand paused, "That's it, he and I have the grace of handing water, and now it is a matter of ten taels of silver, maybe he really needs it urgently, why do we have to work hard to force each other, it is obvious that the grace will take revenge." ”

The old servant helplessly spread his hands, what is ten taels of silver, the young master really doesn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. His monthly salary is only ten taels, and the whole family eats and lives, and the old lady is still sick at the moment, so she doesn't need to use silver.

"Just now, I heard that the second young master of Baifuli is in high school, and there will be a big banquet tomorrow, so we have to prepare some congratulatory gifts, where does the money for this congratulatory gift come from?" The old slave threw the question back, and also wanted to remind the young master that although ten taels of silver is not much, it can also see clearly what kind of family background we are.

"That's it?" Qin Yin put down the brush in disbelief.

"The old slave still has a few taels of silver in his hand, but the old lady's illness can't be cut off from medicine, and there are also chews at home, so she must always prepare some rice, flour, oil and salt."

Qin Yin was a little helpless, he held the official position of the Minister of Internal Affairs, but he still had to make difficulties for some trivial things.

"You don't have to ask your young master about these things, and there will naturally be congratulatory gifts to send to him at that time." She dodged through the door and entered the house.

When Qin Yin looked at it, he saw that he was wearing a light gauze dress fluttering, his hair was full of green silk like a waterfall, his smile was delicate, and his face was even more beautiful three years ago.

"Brother Qin, I'm back." The person who thinks about it day and night is in front of him, but Xi'en has no impulse to be talented, and just wants to look at each other quietly like this, and other words are superfluous.

Seeing the situation, the old slave hurriedly turned around and went out, and when he was about to go out, he glanced back at Xi'en, and he sighed.

"You're here?" Qin Yin said politely with a bit of bitterness, "I'll make you a cup of tea, the Qin family is cold and bitter, and it can't compare to your Bai family's generosity, and the tea is good." ”

Xi En had only waited for Qin Yin outside the door in the past, and it was the first time he had entered the room like today, but he didn't expect him to be so restrained. Thinking about it, the two of them didn't want to see each other for a long time, and it was normal to be a little rusty, so they walked indoors casually, and Qin Yin brought him tea.

"You've suffered all these years."

A small round case, the two of them sat opposite each other, both a little cramped.

"Brother Qin, have you always remembered me? No matter how hard I was outside, I always remembered the bits and pieces between us, and you told me jokes to make me happy. Catch dragonflies in the summer, catch grasshoppers in the autumn, every time you go to find your eldest brother to play, you will give it to me. "Xi Eun fell into infinite good memories, it was the most comfortable day she lived. Dad doesn't hurt, mother is indifferent, only Brother Qin gave him a little warmth, even if it is very little, but it is the only one. Like a little light in the night, as long as people see it, they will not despair, and they will feel warm and full of hope.

"What do these things do with it, it's just for you to amuse." Qin Yin lowered his head and didn't look at Xi En.

"Don't you ask me why I suddenly escaped from the Bai family that night?" Xi En asked a little disappointed.

Qin Yin suddenly raised his head for a moment, as if he was a little frightened, "It's because you saw something you shouldn't see, so I persuaded you to leave for refuge, and I did it for your own good." ”

"I know that Brother Qin is for my good." When she finally heard him say it was for her own good, she laughed and everything else became less important.

(To be continued.) )