"You said Aunt Zhuang was sitting in that car just now?" Qiu Linyan's face sank and he couldn't help worrying.
I nervously held his hand and nodded, "it's true. I can see very clearly. Although she changed the car, she came out of Qiu's house with anger on her face. She went to Qiu's house. I'm very worried. What should I do?"
If my mother went to Qiu's house to make a scene, I wouldn't have the face to approach the door again.
"Don't worry, let's go and have a look first. Maybe it's not a big deal." Qiu Lin gently patted me on the back, took my hand and walked towards the villa. When I came to the gate, I hesitated. After all, I followed me with my teeth. Stretching my head is a knife and shrinking my head is also a knife. Don't you go in, I can act as if nothing had happened.
Approaching the living room, the servant was clearing the table. There were some snacks and untouched tea cups on the table. They were black tea that my mother liked to drink. I found that Xuan Jiazhuo really knew an Yunying and knew her preferences very well. The most obvious thing was that those snacks were delicious for my mother.
"You're here. There's no card game today. I'll call a Guang later and have a reunion dinner together in the afternoon." Xuan Jiazhuo said with a gentle smile, as if nothing had happened.
That's why I'm more worried. Xuan Jiazhuo only shows such a peaceful smile when pretending. He always smiles happily when facing his family.
"Aunt, you..." I opened my mouth and was speechless for a moment. I didn't know what to say.
"Mom, were you entertaining guests just now?" Qiu Linyan went over and sat next to Xuan Jiazhuo. He looked at her up and down and stopped talking.
Xuan Jiazhuo was so smart that he could see what we were thinking at a glance. He shook his head and smiled, "are you so nervous when you see an Yunying outside?"
"Aunt, my mother is here. What can I do for you?" What's good about an Yunying coming to xuanjiazhuo? It's not about my uncle, it's about Qiu Linyan and me. What's said must be bad, otherwise xuanjiazhuo won't laugh like this and pretend impeccably.
"Some old things, said more, but a little unhappy." Xuan Jiazhuo didn't answer my question, simply said a little, and then said, "speaking of it, your mother and I were still good friends. When we had the best relationship, we were simply the best friends. We talked about everything. Although I was several years older than her, we got along well."
Xuan Jiazhuo picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip: "I introduced this black tea to her. Later, she liked it very much, so I gave it to her."
I found that Xuan Jiazhuo missed that time very much. When talking about it, his face was full of nostalgia, and his eyes were full of melancholy and sadness. It seemed that it was not only unpleasant, but I'm afraid it was very unhappy, but she didn't want to say. I was very knowledgeable and didn't ask again.
It's just that Xuan Jiazhuo and his mother are good friends, which surprised me. What happened to them that turned them into enemies in the end?
"Aunt used to know my mother very well."
"No, just as she knows me, we know each other's favorite dishes, hobbies and dislikes. If not... We must still be best friends now."
Xuan Jiazhuo came to me and looked at me deeply. His finger crossed my eyebrows: "you are not similar to your mother at all, and your character is very different. I think it is inherited from your father. Otherwise, how can I not recognize you."
The atmosphere was wrong. Instead of directly asking the questions I wanted to ask, I accompanied Xuan Jiazhuo to talk about painting. As he said, Xuan Jiazhuo suddenly said: "Your painting talent is the same as your uncle. In those years, although he was keen on business, took care of his home properly, and his business grew bigger and bigger, he also had a unique talent in painting. His once work was evaluated as the most potential painting."