"Ah Yue, have you packed up your things?" The mood doesn't seem to be any different than usual.

Ah Yue on the side was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied, "It's all right, I've hired someone to send the things back to the house." ”

"Then let's go back too." Qin Yunhuai went to the front to bid farewell to the host, and then returned to Qin's house.

"Eh, Eh, what are you doing?!" Mrs. Yang grabbed Yang Ying's ears and dragged the person back.

"What? What else do I have to ask you? Standing at the door and looking at the other side? Mrs. Yang looked at her obliquely.

Yang Ying rubbed her ears and hands, walked to the side and sat down on a stool angrily, muttering, "I'm just looking at it casually." ”

Mrs. Yang had no choice but to take this dead-eyed girl, and she also discussed with Boss Yang whether to hurry up and get married, but when it came time to make an appointment, this dead girl was either painful here or uncomfortable there, and she hummed and chirped that she couldn't walk.

What could she do? But she saw it, her daughter is shaving her head and picking her head hot, and Boss Qin doesn't look down on her at all, but now Mrs. Yang has also seen it, and when she hits the wall, she knows that she has turned back, how can there be a smooth ride in a person's life, those things in the past, they were all her fathers and mothers, and now it is good, let her have a long memory.

"Mother, I think something seems to have happened to Boss Qin's house?"

"Something's wrong?" Unlike Boss Yang, who thinks that Qin Yunhuai has means, Mrs. Yang has always had no ill feelings towards this gentle, humble, and good-looking young man, but it is a pity for this identity.

"What's wrong?"

"Boss Qin came back just now, dressed in white, as if with filial piety, but there seems to be no movement in this Qin mansion."

Mrs. Yang frowned, "I'm afraid there are relatives at home." ”

Yang Ying muttered in a low voice, "I haven't heard of any relatives of Boss Qin?" ”

Mrs. Yang raised her eyebrows and smiled angrily, "You even went to inquire about other people's relatives?" Yang Ying, you are really getting more and more skinless and faceless. ”

How many times has Yang Ying seen her mother get angry since she was a child, "Oh mother, what did you say happened to Boss Qin's family?" His white clothes are not something that any distant relative can wear even after he has passed away. ”

Mrs. Yang, "No matter what happens to his family, it has nothing to do with you." ”

Yang Ying said tentatively: "Oh, mother, they all say that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and if something happens at home, shouldn't we, as neighbors, express it?" ”

Mrs. Yang slapped her hand down, "I know what you're thinking." I'm telling you no. Stretched out his hand and drove her into the house, "You still obediently let me in and be a female celebrity, your father will go home immediately." ”

Driving people back into the house, Mrs. Yang exhaled, calmed down, looked back at the direction of the door, and said to herself, "It's really not good to turn a blind eye." ”

Half an hour later, Mrs. Yang carried a basket and walked out the door.

Ah Yue is preparing the meal and persuading people to eat? It's been two days, and I haven't touched anything other than water, and the iron man can't stand it.

"Master, you have to eat two bites, Aunt Chen sees you like this, even if you don't feel at ease." Ah Yue took the meal, standing at the table with a sad face, a person who was concentrating on painting.

"Ah Yue, you go and eat with Xiaoxiang and Lin Lao first, I'm not hungry yet." He didn't raise his eyes, he only focused on painting the painting in his hand, and he didn't have any energy, but the spirit in his words was much stronger than when he first came out.

But no matter how good this spirit is, you can't skip eating, "Master, if you want to paint, you can eat and paint again, why drag your body down?" ”

Qin Yunhuai waved his hand at him and motioned for him to go out.

Ah Yue still wanted to persuade again, but here Xiao Xiang ran over from the side of the corridor, "Brother Ah Yue, there is a guest coming to the door." ”

"Guest?" This house has always been less crowded, and Qin Yunhuai is reluctant to live here, so this is the first time that a guest has come to the door.

Ah Yue walked to the front, only to find that this was the Yang family who lived in the opposite house, "Mrs. Yang? ”

"Ah Yue." Mrs. Yang smiled and nodded.

Ah Yue has always lived in the house, and the house opposite the door is familiar with it when he looks down and doesn't look up.

Mrs. Yang handed him the basket she was carrying, "My family made some pimple soup by myself, and seeing that Boss Qin rarely came back today, they were all neighbors, so I brought a pot over, and you can eat it separately, rest assured that they are all vegetarian." Mrs. Yang made it clear.

Ah Yue also understood the meaning of her words, and smiled bitterly: "Thank you Mrs. Yang, it's just that my old lady passed away a few days ago, and my lord is in a little mood today... I'm afraid I won't be able to see guests. ”

Mrs. Yang immediately waved her hand, "It's not in the way, it's just a bowl of soup, it's just that I don't bother the master's family for a long time, but why haven't I seen your old lady go in and out in the past?" And there is no white work in this house? ”

Ah Yue knew that this Mrs. Yang was a straightforward character, not those women who came to inquire about the shortcomings of the family, and did not hide it: "My old lady used to believe in Buddhism, so she lived on the edge of the temple. ”

Mrs. Yang sighed, "That old sister is also a vice-bodhisattva. ”

After sending Mrs. Yang away, Ah Yue returned to the study, and wanted to continue to persuade, but found that Qin Yunhuai was about to go out with the painting.

Qin Yunhuai happened to see him, and reached out to hand him the painting in his hand, "Go and frame this painting and hang it in the old lady's room." ”

When Qin Yunhuai went, he asked Lin Lao to clean up a room, put all the things brought back from the wooden house at the bottom of the mountain, and arranged them the same as there.

"Yes." Ah Yue took it carefully, and saw that his mood seemed to be clearer, so he persuaded him with hope: "Then do you want to eat some." ”

Qin Yunhuai smiled and nodded.

"Just right, Mrs. Yang sent a large portion of pimple soup to the door."

"Mrs. Yang?" He doesn't live in this house much, and the neighbors around him haven't seen it much.

"Yes, it's the mother of Miss Yang who came to our house last time to help take care of Miss Ning. She said that it seemed like something was in vain to see our family, so she came to ask if there was anyone who needed help. ”

Qin Yunhuai nodded, a little surprised, "Miss Yang is so enthusiastic, presumably her parents are too, next time we will send one to the neighbors." ”

"Huh."

It's just that this meal is destined to be eaten.

"Boss Qin, it's not good, something happened to Liyuan!"

"Qin Yunhuai is really not here?" He Yi sat on the chair, his feet rested, turned the wrench on his hand, and asked the trembling shopkeeper Zhang who was standing on the side.

The shopkeeper Wang was frightened, this master came to the theater for three days and didn't wait for Qin Yunhuai, and without saying a word, he drove all the people who listened to the theater away, and pressed him over for questioning.