Chapter 179: Raging Storm
Jiang Yuye glanced at the specific location again, pressed his eyebrows, and said lightly to Fang Zhou on the side: "Keep an eye on her, you are not allowed to follow the wind and clear the news, if you leak the news, you two know the consequences."
Meng Yuyu and the others were stupid, what age was it and still intimidated, but the aura on Jiang Yuye's body was too terrifying, giving her the illusion that a storm was coming, she covered her mouth with her hands, shook her head, and said with her actions that she would not say anything.
It wasn't until Jiang Yuye left that Meng Yuyu patted his chest with palpitations: "What's wrong with him?" Something seems wrong with the mood. She looked at the ark and asked uncertainly, "Cousin, didn't he go back to Kyoto?" Why are you still in the city? ”
Fang Zhou didn't know what the situation was, because Jiang Yuye's trip to Kyoto was just a pretense, and he had been in the city, so he sighed: "I don't know...... You don't care about this matter, he won't do anything to Feng Qingyue, don't worry. ”
Meng Yu pouted angrily: "What kind of person, like a bully, how can he like him with such a clear temperament, if I am eight hundred miles away from him early in the morning!"
Fang Zhou tugged at the corners of his mouth, not commenting on the matter.
Qianfeng Town
In the afternoon, Gu Ranqiao took Feng Qingyue to Fengyu's house, although they were neighbors, they were also separated by an alley.
Fengyu's home was also dusty because it was uninhabited.
Gu Ranqiao wiped the mahogany table in the middle hall with a rag, and in front of him was the posthumous photo of Feng Qingyue's grandparents, the two old men died seven years ago.
A tribute was placed on the table, and three incense sticks were lit, Gu Ranqiao beckoned Feng Qingyue to come over: "Qingqing, come and worship your grandparents, let them bless you safely."
Fengyu's hometown is an old hall residence, due to disrepair, it looks a little dilapidated, and the carved wooden windows on the second floor are blown by the wind, squeaking and squeaking.
Feng Qingyue bowed three times in the direction of the second elder, both of whom died because of the death of their son and the disappearance of their only granddaughter, who suffered from heart disease and slowly passed away one after another.
Gu Ranqiao simply cleaned the dust again, locked the door and left.
"Tomorrow burn some paper money in front of their graves, and visit them." Gu Ranqiao said as he walked, "I'll take you to the farm to pick fruits and vegetables after reading it tomorrow morning, right?"
Feng Qingyue nodded: "I'm fine."
Gu Ranqiao was overjoyed when she saw Feng Qingyue, holding her white arm and walking on the bluestone road, the two of them didn't look like a mother and daughter, but like sisters.
Qianfeng Town is not big, except for the original residential houses, shops, supermarkets and hotels, there are not many, all in the main street.
It was also a five-minute walk from Mrs. Qiao's place to the nearest shop on the main street, and they were all residents in this area, and it was more of a village than a town.
Because of the green environment, the country has left it as it is, and it has not developed much, and it may be developed into a tourist place in a few years.
On May 2nd, Feng Qingyue slept in an unfamiliar environment for a night, a little unaccustomed, so she woke up after polishing her brightly, and after eating breakfast at eight o'clock, the three of them came to the grave of the second elder with paper money and incense, and Mrs. Qiao chattered in front of their grave for a while, and began to burn paper.
And Lu Yizhao was weak, Gu Ranqiao didn't let him run around, and when they went back, they went to the surrounding farms to play together.
Mrs. Qiao cleaned up the second elder's grave grass, and then took Gu Ranqiao to follow the wind and go back.
The farm is very large, in addition to the vegetable garden, orchard, there is also a sheep farm, as far as the eye can see, it is very comfortable.
Feng Qingyue wore a lace straw hat, her skin glowing white in the sun, and she was wearing a white dress.
"Sister, do you want to eat strawberries? Original, no pesticides. ”
Lu Yizhao went to the strawberry shed and picked the big and red strawberries for Feng Qingyue.
She was about to take it, but Lu Yizhao saw that she had mud on her hands, and smiled lightly: "Open your mouth and I'll feed you."
Feng Qingyue opened her mouth and took a bite on the strawberry, it was sweet and juicy, she squinted her eyes comfortably and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious."
"Creamy strawberries, supposedly chocolate-flavored, I'll pick them for you and eat them in the courtyard at night."
Feng Qingyue smiled brightly: "It's hard work."
"Hey, hey." Lu Yizhao laughed, and continued to go to the strawberry shed, he likes to stay with Feng Qingyue, he feels that his temperament has become a lot more lively, no matter what he did before, he was the only one, and there were no peers around him, he was used to being lonely.
But people are never solitary animals, but social animals, and the atmosphere is lively when people are surrounded by people.
Compared with the lively and warm atmosphere of the farm, Jiang Yuye's side is relatively deserted, he leaned under a fruit tree, his eyes looked faintly at the two people who were intimate not far away, and when he saw Lu Yizhao feeding Feng Qingyue strawberries, when she smiled and squinted, the lollipop in her mouth was instantly bitten apart by him.
This delightful scene is a bit of an eyesore.
Friend?
Which family has friends who are so intimate?
He didn't know what they were talking about, but it was nothing more than coaxing love words, the more Feng Qingyue liked Lu Yizhao's tone?
Thin and weak, he looks short, except for a face that can be seen, in Jiang Yuye's eyes, it can't do anything.
The white plastic rod was bitten out of his teeth, he spat on the grass, turned around with a cold face and left the farm.
In the afternoon, Feng Qingyue and they harvested quite a lot, Lu Yizhao picked a basket of strawberries, Feng Qingyue picked watermelons, Gu Ranqiao went to pick some vegetables, eggplants, beans, cucumbers, everything.
Mrs. Qiao's stir-fry is delicious, and the eggplant roast chicken is very good.
As night fell, Feng Qingyue and Lu Yizhao sat in the small courtyard, with a small table next to them, and the two of them sat on one side, and the table was full of fresh fruits they picked today.
Lu Yizhao looked up at the stars in the sky, the breeze was light, with a bit of coolness.
"Oops, the soy sauce is gone, Qiaoqiao, you go to the front store and buy a bottle and come back." Mrs. Qiao shouted at the top of her voice, and the whole old mansion could hear it.
"Huh? Mom, I'm taking a shower! Gu Ranqiao's voice came from the second floor.
Feng Qingyue hurriedly stood up and said to the kitchen: "Grandma, I'll go, I'll be back soon."
Mrs. Qiao walked out of the kitchen, she wiped her hands and looked at the sky: "Then you go and come back quickly."
Feng Qingyue trotted to the door, and Lu Yizhao stood up: "Shall I accompany you?"
Feng Qingyue waved his hand, and the figure disappeared at the door: "No need."
The bluestone pavement is not lonely due to the illumination of street lamps, and the houses of the residents in this area are very dense, and the wooden doors on both sides of the alleys are closed, leaving a small gap for incandescent lamps to reveal.
Feng Qingyue's pace was a few points faster than usual, because Mrs. Qiao was in a hurry to use soy sauce, usually five minutes away, Feng Qingyue arrived at the nearest store on the main street in three minutes, because she was in a hurry, so she didn't see Jiang Yuye sitting on the stone steps not far away.