Ruo Rusi

Chapter 27

The heavy rain was pouring, and the city was still not so quiet with the sound of birds and frogs.The two made a fuss and went to Huazhai, but before they entered the door, they heard commotion from inside.

A young child's voice shouted very excitedly: "Afeng! Afeng! Afeng! Afeng..."

"It's Jiang'er's voice." Querong turned her head to read the faces of the people behind her.

Xue He grinned, "It seems to be recovering well."

The two put away their umbrellas and came in, only to hear Jiang'er facing Yang Qingfeng, throwing his arms around Yang Qingfeng's neck, giving him a bear hug, and shouting sweetly: "Jiang'er likes Afeng the most!"

Xue He on the side looked very sour, and couldn't help saying to his little man: "Children's feelings are the most direct."

Querong knew there was something in his words, so she glanced at him, put down her umbrella and walked in.

Seeing people coming, Yang Qingfeng didn't see Xue He behind him, so he hurriedly dragged him down Jiang'er, and bowed respectfully to Querong, "You're back."

Xue He followed and walked in, not paying too much attention to Yang Qingfeng, but instead noticed another little guy.Although Jiang'er was picked up by the two of them, but they went out for a while, Jiang'er saw them and hid behind Yang Qingfeng.

Jiang Er timidly shrank behind Yang Qingfeng, her big black eyes were watery looking at the two of them.At this time, after washing, he changed into a new suit, and he looked even more pleasing.

Seeing Xue He sizing him up with a smile, Jiang'er shrank her head behind Yang Qingfeng.

Querong came to the table, Yang Qingfeng poured water for him, he stopped, poured a glass of water, looked at the pile of pens, ink, papers and inkstones on the table, and asked: "What are you doing?"

Yang Qingfeng put away his things neatly, and replied a little unnaturally, "I am teaching him how to read."

Looking at the neatly written characters on the table, Querong squatted down and pulled Jiang'er out from behind him, eyebrows and eyes curved, "Does Jiang'er like this place?"

"Jiang'er likes Afeng!" The little guy laughed so much that his mouth almost rose to the corner of his eyebrows, excited and joyful.

I was worried that this little guy would not adapt to this place, but it seems that the two get along well.Querong smiled at Yang Qingfeng, expressing her approval.Yang Qingfeng lowered her head in embarrassment.

Xue He, who could see clearly behind him, felt a lot of feelings in his heart, he stretched his face and hooked his fingers, "Little guy, come here."

Facing Xue He's unfriendly call, Jiang'er turned around, hugged Querong's thigh, didn't let go, and quietly hid behind him.

"Don't scare him," Querong said.

Before Xue He said anything, the little guy poked his head secretly, stuck out his tongue at him, and made a face for him to see.

Damn kid!Xue He was furious, but he couldn't vent his anger, so he had to take a deep breath to calm himself down.He squatted down with a pleasant face, and said to him in a good voice: "I just want to see how your injury is, and whether you can move freely?"

"Brother, do you want to drive Jiang'er away?" Jiang'er raised his head, with tears in his eyes.

Seeing the aggrieved appearance of this little guy, what a little showman!Xue He only felt the stern gazes of the other two, and he repeatedly shook his head in denial, "Jiang'er isn't looking for Sister anymore?"

"Sister..." Jiang'er was slightly moved.

Xue He continued to add fuel to the flames, "Since you came here, you have never mentioned where you live or who else is in your family. If you don't go back, your relatives will be worried."

At this point in the topic, Jiang'er felt aggrieved again, and said repeatedly: "I have no relatives, Jiang'er has no relatives."

Xue He asked, "Then where is your elder sister?"

Jiang'er looked at him timidly, and answered honestly, "Yu Jiang."

Afraid that the little guy would be frightened, Querong beckoned for Yang Qingfeng to take him down.Xue He originally wanted to take the opportunity to insinuate again, but was stopped by Mr. Xiao Lang.

Querong stopped him and said: "It's getting late, you stay here. I'll take you to the guest room, let him rest for a while if there's anything you need, and ask tomorrow."

Xue He pouted dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Xiao Lang is really eccentric."

Querong glared at him, "Then do you want to live or not?"

"Stay, of course!" Xue He replied again and again, and then asked, "Don't you think this little guy is a bit strange?"

"What's so strange?" Querong asked him back.

"Hmm..." Xue He was a little speechless, but still insisted, "Intuition, anyway, I think this little guy's origin is unknown, so it's suspicious."

Querong looked at him and sighed.

Xue He looked blank, but thinking about it carefully, when he first came here, he was also a person of unknown origin.He quickly explained: "How can I be the same as him!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Querong turned her head and walked in, with the corner of her mouth curled up, "The Immortal Lord is a descendant of a famous family in the heavenly world, and is well-known in the heavenly world, how could his origin be unknown."

After pondering secretly for a moment, Xue He suddenly realized, followed him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Are you laughing at me?"

Querong smiled and said, "How dare I? Didn't I want to take you to the guest room to settle down?"

The two were chatting and laughing, and they had just walked two steps before entering the backyard when there was a knock on the door.Que Rong stopped, Xue He was in a sensitive period, so he opened the door by himself.

As soon as the door was opened, a thin figure rushed in, shaking off the rainwater from his body as he entered the door.

"Xue Yan?" The pair of beautiful amber eyes narrowed into a slit, Xue He slyly looked at the person who came in like a fox, "What are you here for?"

Xue Yan put down the umbrella and was very surprised to see Xue He, "Little master, something is wrong!"

"Is Liu Yuecheng here?" Xue He asked.

At this time, Xue Yan was even more dumbfounded, "You..."

"I went back and looked." Xue He shook his head, let him come in and looked at the door by himself, "You didn't let him come with you, did you?"

Xue Yan patted his chest and assured, "Of course not, I am loyal to my little master!"

After closing the door, Xue He carried Xue Yan over as if he was a chicken, and asked seriously: "Does he really not know?"

Knowing about the little master's concerns, Xue Yan was not impatient, and assured him again and again, "Young Master Liu really doesn't know that Young Master Fang is pestering him, and I also sneaked out."

Xue He glanced at him suspiciously, "Then you won't go back?"

Xue Yan nodded his head, "Where is the little master, I will be there!"

Xue He thought for a while, and was about to drive him back, but Xiao Langjun said: "Then stay here first, if he goes back now, it will be easy to leave a hole."

Here Xue He has not yet uttered a word, and Xue Yan's little tail is almost up to the sky.Thinking about keeping Xue Yan, at least there was someone to take care of him, but Xue He didn't drive him away, so he let him stay by default.

But after being taken into the backyard by Mr. Xiao Lang, Xue He regretted it.

The backyard is not big, with a small path leading to a bamboo forest, and three directions further in, there are only four rooms.Mr. Xiao Lang said, the kitchen is on the left, and Yang Qingfeng is living on the right, and now Jiang Er is sleeping with him, leaving only the master bedroom and the side room.

Sleeping in the room next to Mr. Xiao Lang was a joy, but now Xue Yan has to live in it too.

Xue He glared at Xue Yan who was beside him, only to see him glance at himself, then shrink his neck and go into the room.

"I'll turn around and ask Qing Feng to bring over the quilt, it's small and shabby, the two of you will make do with it." Que Rong stood in the house, the inside was clean and there were not many things in it.

"No need." Xue He stopped, "Let Xue Yan get it later."

Xue Yan saw that he was "holding a grudge", so naturally he didn't dare to talk too much, so he agreed to stay first, and followed Querong to move things.

The sky was dark and it was difficult to tell the time.Xue Yan came back with a pile of quilts and went in to spread them.Xue He felt that the room was too stuffy, so he went to the door, thinking of sitting outside for a while.The rain outside the house is still pattering, and it is not known when it will end.

"Little master..." Xue Yan was tidying up in the room.

"Huh?" The fan beat rhythmically in the palm of his hand, Xue He looked at the room next door, the candles were flickering, and the figure reflected in front of the window swayed.He absent-mindedly replied, "What's wrong?"

Xue Yan lowered his head and made the bed carefully, "Young Master Fang is here, and Young Master Liu is here too. Are we really not going back?"

"I want to go back." Xue He leisurely and thoughtfully said, "It's not now."

Xue Yan finished packing the bedding and was wiping the tables and chairs beside him. He kept his head down, as if he was in a low mood, "But I don't want to go back."

Xue He was slightly taken aback, "Why?"

"Little master promised me to be free." Xue Yan's voice became lower and lower, and Xue Yan smiled bitterly, "If I go back, I will never be able to come down to earth again."

"Hmm..." Xue He pondered.

If he went back, he would not be punished, but Xue Yan was different.These days he really forgot, he is a body of guilt, let go of Yanlu, the heaven will not let it go.

After a while, Xue He just said: "I will find Yanlu as soon as possible."

Xue Yan didn't say much, but said in a decisive manner: "I believe in the little master, the little master will definitely do it."

Xue He didn't speak any more, looking at the small room next door, the candlelight in the room seemed to be no longer a candlelight, but a burning fire, which made him restless and irritable.

He turned his head away and stopped peeping into Mr. Xiao Lang's room.Just turning his head, he saw that the door of Yang Qingfeng's room was not closed, the door was open, and the heavy rain was spraying in front of the door.I always thought that Yang Qingfeng was weird, but observing now, his room seemed to have a dark atmosphere.

Xue He raised his sleeves and stood up, the room was half covered, the wind blew into the room, and it was bright and dark inside, but there was no one there.He sighed, swept away his irritability and walked along the corridor to the house.

"Young Master Yang?" Xue He approached the door and asked tentatively.

There was no sound in the room, he raised the golden fan in his hand, and gently pushed open the door, only to see that there was nothing special inside, but there was a bamboo hat on the table.

The black curtain of the bamboo hat looks vaguely familiar.

"Black clothes and black hat?" Xue He muttered to himself, he must have seen this person before.

"What is Mr. Xue doing at the door of my house?" Yang Qingfeng's voice sounded behind him.