She closed the comic book and stood up and walked to the windowsill.

The garden was not built in the middle of the city, so it is rare to see a few stars hanging in the night sky.

Xia Xing, Xia Xing.

I remember my mother said that when I was born, it happened to be summer, and the stars in the sky were exceptionally bright and bright that night. That's why she was given such a name.

It's really easy to remember. Otherwise, how could Zhou Ziqian remember her all at once?

That day, she and her classmates were watching boys play basketball on the playground, but the basketball suddenly flew straight towards her. She was stunned for a moment, and she could only raise one arm to protect her head.

But the imaginary pain did not come, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a tall boy holding the culprit and grinning at her.

"Your name is Xia Xing?" The boy asked with a smile.

Xia Xing nodded dumbly. I forgot to say thank you.

"Don't stand so close next time you watch the game, and don't be in a daze." He pointed to his own head, "Otherwise, it's easy to get hurt by mistake." ”

Then he went back to the court and continued to play with the others. Xia Xing felt that she was probably obsessed with Zhou Ziqian from that time when she was a student.

She watched his athletic figure run down the court. Dribbling, jumping, shooting, every pose elicits cheers from those around you.

She looked at him intently, and then pulled her classmate's sleeve, "Alas, who is this boy?" How come I've never seen one before? ”

"You don't even know him?" The classmate looked at her as if she were looking at an alien.

"I don't know." Truth be told, she didn't even watch football games before that. And she just entered the school in her freshman year, how could she know so many people.

Seeing this, another nymphomaniac classmate on the side hurriedly explained to her, "His name is Zhou Ziqian, not only is he super handsome, but he is also super good at basketball, every time he plays a friendly match with other schools, as long as he is there, he has never lost." ”

Zhou Ziqian. That was the first time she had heard the name, but she didn't expect it to stay with her for most of her college career.

After that basketball game, they would always meet in different places, sometimes on the tree-lined path leading from the classroom to the dormitory, sometimes at the table in the cafeteria, and sometimes in the school library.

I can't say who chased who first, in short, they soon fell into a youthful and ignorant love.

Later, she asked him how he could call her by name the first time she saw her.

Remember what he said. He said, "Summer Star, the star of a midsummer night, this name is as charming as your pretty eyes."

What a beautiful word.

Xia Xing closed his eyes and exhaled.

"Madam," Xia Xing turned around and saw Aunt Chen standing by the door with a tray with a kind face, "Mr. specially explained when he left, saying that you have been dreaming when you sleep recently, and you must drink a glass of warm milk at night." ”

Ye Junyang confessed? Why didn't she hear it?

"Put it on the table, I'll drink it later." Xia Xing said.

Aunt Chen slowly stepped forward and gently put the milk cup on the table, and told her uneasily, "Remember to drink it, it will hurt your stomach again if it gets cold after a while." ”

"Got it, Aunt Chen. Oh yes, you wait. Xia Xing suddenly remembered something, she said and walked out, and after a while, she walked in with a small box.

"I specially found these bracelets in country A, and I heard from the locals that children can be smart and healthy when they wear them, and you see, they are all engraved with scriptures praying for the safety and joy of children." Xia Xing opened the box and put it in front of Aunt Chen's eyes, and said with a smile.

Aunt Chen squinted her eyes for a long time and shook her head, "I can't understand what is written." But just by looking at this product, you know that it must be worth a lot of money, right? ”

Xia Xing sneered, "Take it and give it to your grandson." ”

Aunt Chen was shocked, and hurriedly waved her hand and refused, "Mrs., this is really too polite, where can a child bring such a valuable object on his body." ”

"It's meant to be worn by children, what's wrong with this," Xia Xing said with a smile, "Although you have only been with me for a short year, after all, after so many years in the Ye family, Junyang and I have always treated you as our own relatives." Besides, we are selfishly reluctant to let you go home at your age, and we owe you and your grandson. So compared to this, this bracelet is not worth mentioning. Take it. ”

Xia Xing said as he pulled up Aunt Chen's wrinkled hand and flattened it, and then put the box on it.

"This..." Aunt Chen lowered her eyelids, looked at the brocade box in her hand, and was moved for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"Then I'll thank you on behalf of my grandson." Aunt Chen bowed to Xia Xing as she spoke, and Xia Xing hurriedly helped her up, "Aunt Chen, you are so outward, you see, I didn't give it to you for nothing, in fact, I have a small request, I hope you can agree." ”

"Don't say one request, it's ten requests, as long as I can still do it, I will definitely agree to you." Aunt Chen patted her chest and said.

"From tomorrow onwards, you can teach me how to make soup."

"That's it?" Aunt Chen looked at Xia Xing who was smiling in front of her, and suddenly felt that her temperament had changed so much when she came back from a trip to the country?

"That's it!" Xia Xing said.

"Just tell me what soup you want to drink, save so much trouble, women's hands are expensive, don't be stained yellow by oil stains at that time." Aunt Chen frowned and persuaded.

"It's okay, by the way, has my mother-in-law ever cooked before?" Xia Xing suddenly asked curiously. She remembered Ye Mu's hands, the fingers were white, slender, and weak and boneless.

Aunt Chen shook her head, "The old lady has always paid attention to maintenance since she was young, and the water is too hot and too cold, and her hands can't even get it, let alone dealing with oil in the kitchen." ”

"No wonder." Xia Xing said thoughtfully.

"What's the wonder?" Aunt Chen asked.

Xia Xing came back to his senses, "I mean, my mother takes care of her so carefully, no wonder her hands are so beautiful." ”

In fact, what she thought in her heart was that Ye Junyang wanted her to make soup for him personally, either because the soup she made was very much to his taste, or to make up for the happiness of the ordinary family that she lacked in her childhood.

The first is absolutely impossible, because Xia Xing rarely cooks at all, let alone has superb cooking skills, so there is only the second type left, just hearing Aunt Chen say that, Xia Xing is already very sure in his heart at this time.

"So madam, you..."

"That's why I have to learn." Xia Xing said in front of Aunt Chen.

Aunt Chen was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and smiled, "That's it, just learn if you want to." It's rare that you have this heart. ”

"Come, Aunt Chen, it's still early anyway, why don't you chat with me."

Xia Xing said and pulled Aunt Chen to the sofa on the side.

"Ouch, this can't be done, what does my wife want to talk to me, the Ye family has been a rule since ancient times, and no one can sit with the master." Aunt Chen hurriedly waved her hand and said.

"It's okay Aunt Chen," Xia Xing said with a smile, "We young people don't stick to these, there is no distinction between masters and subordinates in this world, only employers and employees." ”

"That's not good," Aunt Chen still said stubbornly, traditional thinking has long been ingrained, she has been able to win the old gentleman in the Ye family for so many years, and the old lady's trust is not something that can be done just by moving her mouth.

Xia Xing looked at Aunt Chen's appearance, and naturally it was not easy to persuade her, but her interest in chatting seemed to have decreased a lot.

Aunt Chen is a person who knows how to observe words and feelings, and when she saw Xia Xing's expression, she knew that she had swept her interest, so she patted her thigh and said again and again, "A few days ago, you and your husband were not at home, and the old lady asked someone to send something over." Why don't I move in now and open it for my wife?" ”

"Mother?" Xia Xingxiu frowned, with a little curiosity on his face, "Then can I open it privately?" ”

"Look at what you said, Mrs. is now the mistress of the Ye family in this garden. Naturally, he is qualified to deal with anything related to this family. Aunt Chen said with a smile.

"In that case, then I'll go down with you and have a look." Xia Xingwan smiled.

The two walked down the stairs one after the other, and Aunt Chen picked up the box from the living room.

The box is not very big, but the shape is very exquisite, far away, Xia Xing can't see the material of the box clearly. But looking at Aunt Chen's cautious appearance, Xia Xing really couldn't wait to know what was inside.

She stepped forward to take the box and placed it on the coffee table. Not to mention, it's really a bit heavy.

Xia Xing took the key handed over by Aunt Chen and put it in the palm of his hand to appreciate it carefully, just like the box that looked very old, the end of the key was also carved with a plum blossom, presumably the owner of this box must have used it often, otherwise, the place in contact with the skin would not be rubbed so brightly.

"Madam, this is the box handed down by the Ye family's ancestors." Aunt Chen said with pride on her face, "It seems that the old lady has begun to accept you slowly. ”

"Does Aunt Chen know the origin of this box?" Xia Xing asked softly while carefully observing the pattern on the box. In fact, there was another question she was embarrassed to ask, that is, how Aunt Chen could know that her mother was beginning to accept herself just by this box.

"Madame, let's open it first." Aunt Chen said with a smile on her face.

Insert the key into the thin lock hole, twist it slightly, and the lock will open with a "carda" sound.

Xia Xing put the lock aside and slowly opened the lid of the box, and many objects were neatly placed inside.

At the top is a red belly pocket embroidered with a hundred animal motifs and a pair of tiger head shoes worn by babies.

"This is the clothes that Mr. wore on the day of the full moon." Aunt Chen explained with a smile on the side. The eye seemed to have seen the baby boy crying in swaddling clothes through the clothes.

Xia Xing took the belly pocket and tiger head shoes in his hand and played with them gently. It's hard to imagine what Ye Junyang looked like when he was only that little in size.