The contract is set: Mr. Su will be captured obediently

Set
Tang Xinyun walked around the set, but didn't see Qiao Airuo. She returned to her seat in disappointment, and asked Ji Zhiyi beside her, "Hey, Brother Ji, did Mr. Qiao really leave?"

"Otherwise?" Ji Zhiyi swiped his phone without raising his head, so he didn't bother to take pictures of this little girl. Although he was only 2 years older than her, he felt that she was stupid and didn't get the most satisfaction in taking pictures. Always have to pester the director to go through it again, it is harder to serve than he was back then.

Well, he also knows that he himself was difficult to serve back then.

It's a pity, he didn't feel at all that there was something wrong with his idea just now, he was still slandering him, and he didn't know what Zhang Gang thought was good about her. He insisted on choosing this new girl as the heroine among so many people, rather than the two of them. There are still the most scenes.

"Mr. Qiao performed really well in the play yesterday morning. I still want to ask her for advice." Tang Xinyun leaned back on her chair in despair and expressed her thoughts.

Ji Zhiyi closed the script in his hand, and said righteously: "Let me tell you, I, Qiao Qiao, am a very busy person. He is almost exhausted from doing business every day, so I don't have the time to take care of you. Besides, you are so embarrassed Well, a major in acting has studied for a few years before he started filming, and he still troubles other business people."

Tang Xinyun was about to open her mouth to refute something, but Ji Zhiyi glared at her: "Don't bother her!"

Frightened and stupefied...

"Did you hear that!" Ji Zhiyi tapped her with the script.

"I know... I know." Tang Xinyun came back to her senses and nodded earnestly. Then Ji Zhiyi leaned back on her chair. Really, a little girl who doesn't make people worry at all.

Tang Xinyun looked at his impatient face, and the gossip factor came up: "Hey, Brother Ji, do you know who Mr. Qiao's boyfriend is? They are a perfect match!"

"Oh, just take care of yourself, don't gossip like that, hurry up and recite the lyrics, the filming will start soon." Ji Zhiyi curled his lips, he didn't tell her even if he knew it.

"That's right, I'm busy chatting." Tang Xinyun immediately opened the script and began to memorize the lines seriously.

Ji Zhiyi glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and complained disdainfully in his heart, she is really a little girl, so stupid. Looking at his expression, Jack knew what he was thinking, trying to hold back his smile, Ji Zhiyi himself was still a child.

The two of them sat in the front and looked at the script. What they just said fell verbatim in the ears of Shen Yiqian who was sitting in the back. The word "good match" that Tang Xinyun said just now echoed in her mind, holding the hand of the script. , has long been tightly clenched into a fist.

summer house
The expression on Xia Daoyuan's face became apologetic, and his voice sounded slowly: "My wife and I only have this one daughter. She is not in good health, so we never had another child. We regard Xiaoyi as the apple of our eye. My wife taught her to play the piano, Embroidery and other things my daughter likes, and I teach her to read and write, taste tea and compose poems. Our family lives a very happy life.

"Xiaoyi disappeared suddenly when she was 12 years old. We tried everything we could but couldn't find her. During those few months, Xiaoyi's mother suddenly aged many years, and most of her hair was gray. Finally, the search team found her at the port. A shoe, made for her by her mother, we all have to admit that she is really gone.

Tears streamed down Xia Daoyuan's face, his body that was originally sitting upright suddenly made people feel slumped.

Qiao Ai Ruo couldn't bear to listen to it any longer, and didn't want the old man to recall it again, so he said: "Old Xia, let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it."

"It's okay." Xia Daoyuan smiled gently, and looked at the old butler standing beside him: "These old Liu didn't dare to mention these things in front of me, but today, I really want to say it."

Qiao Airuo was right with the old housekeeper, and looked at Zhong Qingfeng, who was sitting next to him without speaking, but frowning all the time, and nodded.

Xia Daoyuan's thick voice sounded again: "After Xiaoyi disappeared, her mother was hit hard. She has been unwilling to believe this fact. She always lies on the bed, looks at this painting, and touches the child's face with her fingers, as if In this way, the child is still by my side, and later, even without eating or drinking, I hold this painting every day.

"I was also very sad at that time, but seeing her mother like this, I put the painting away when she couldn't bear to fall asleep, but when she woke up, she searched the whole house, found it again, and found it in her arms. The painting came, wept loudly, and the rest of the hair was gone.

"I couldn't bear to see her think about others, so I sold the painting. After she knew about it, she stopped crying and ate quietly on time. However, just a few days later, she had a baby. Seriously ill and then died.

"And this painting, I have never seen it again."

After the words were finished, Xia Daoyuan looked down at the teacup in front of him, the whole air was filled with silence, only the summer wind passed through the bamboo forest, blowing on their faces.

Feeling the coolness on her face, Qiao Airuo rubbed her cheeks, only to find that tears were streaming down her face at some point.

"It's me...I'm sorry for her mother. If I didn't sell the painting, how could she be so sad that she would get sick and die?" Xia Daoyuan's apologetic voice kept ringing out.

"No, no," Qiao Airuo looked at the old man's slumped shoulders, looking extremely helpless, which made her tear glands collapse even more: "They must not blame you, Mrs. Xia must have seen that Aunt Xia was too lonely. So I want to accompany her."

"They must be living very well in heaven now, Mr. Xia, you are so sad, they will definitely not be happy when they see it." Qiao Eiruo caressed Xia Daoyuan's shoulder with trembling hands, and gently comforted her.

Zhong Qing turned to one side in the limelight, and wiped away the tears on his face: "Yes, teacher, Miss Qiao is right, the teacher's wife and the others must not want to see you so sad."

Xia Daoyuan looked up at them, the fragility in his eyes was extremely obvious, like an abandoned child.

Qiao Airuo opened her mouth, and finally squeezed out a smile and said: "Xia Lao, if you like that painting, I will send it to you when I go back?"

Xia Daoyuan looked into her eyes, and finally said: "Forget it, it seems that the painting is destined for you, and I am very relieved to have it in your place."

He opened his mouth, then stopped, and said, "Your eyes are very similar to Xiaoyi's."

……

The butler sent Qiao Ai Ruo and Zhong Qingfeng to the gate of the courtyard, then said goodbye and left. The path paved with cobblestones, illuminated by the warm yellow palace lanterns nearby, looked quiet and soft.

Zhong Qingfeng smiled at Qiao Airuo: "Miss Qiao, this is the first time I saw the teacher so happy today, you play chess and write with him, I don't know why, in my opinion, there is a very close and harmonious feeling. "

"I also hit it off with Mr. Xia." Qiao Aieruo looked towards the direction of the main house over there, where there were still warm lights, like that warm and peaceful old man.

"Teacher likes you very much too." Zhong Qingfeng looked at her face, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and unconsciously said this sentence, but in fact, what he wanted to say was another sentence.

Qiao Ai Ruo turned her head and looked at him, but she didn't see his quickly retracted eyes, and said with a smile: "I will come here often when I have time."

Zhong Qingfeng took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to her with both hands: "Miss Qiao, this is my business card. If you come to Hong Kong City again in the future, if you need anything, just tell me, as long as I can help, I will definitely help you." Will try to help."

Qiao Airuo took it with both hands. The design of the business card was very simple, with blue letters on a white background, like the design of elegant blue and white porcelain, with the words "Zhong Qingfeng" written in italics on it, and a series of numbers.

"The mayor's business card is so simple?" She teased, but she understood in her heart that she was indeed Mr. Xia's student, and her calm and indifferent body was exactly the same as Mr. Xia's.

Zhong Qingfeng lowered his head and chuckled, "It's just a false name." That posture is very similar to the gentle and modest gentleman in ancient times, very refined.

She opened the small bag in her hand, put the business card away carefully, then took out a business card from the interlayer, and handed it to him: "Mr. Zhong, this is my business card. Nice to meet you."

……

"Master, it's time to rest." Butler Liu, who had just returned to the main house, was about to report, but seeing Xia Daoyuan sitting beside the chess table, thinking about the chess game he played with Qiao Ai Ruo just now, he couldn't help reminding him.

"Did someone send it out?" Xia Daoyuan looked up at him.

"Well, it's already gone." Butler Liu came over and wanted to help him clean up the chessboard.

Xia Daoyuan looked like he was protecting the calf, he put his arm around the chessboard, and stopped Lao Liu: "Hey, hey, don't accept it, don't accept it, can't I go to sleep?"

Steward Liu looked helplessly at him who was like an old urchin, and gave up the idea of ​​collecting the chessboard.

Xia Daoyuan smiled and looked at the black and white two sons on the chessboard: "Hey, old Liu, how could you think of this little girl, Ai Ruo, to make this move?"

"Master, Miss Qiao is very smart." Butler Liu has followed Xia Daoyuan for so many years, played chess with him countless times, and his chess skills are also very good. It can be seen that Qiao Airuo's chess skills are not simple.

Xia Daoyuan's gaze became farther away: "In the past, when Xiaoyi played chess with me, she always had fantastic ideas, and she was able to come up with new moves, which made me, an old man, hard to guard against, and unexpectedly lost to the teenage girl Pianzi. "

"Yes, Miss was extremely intelligent back then." Butler Liu also sighed.

"That's right, it's a good thing she didn't learn her mother's chess skills. Every time her mother plays chess with me, she always plays tricks, and insists on holding on to the loss." Xia Daoyuan twirled his snow-white beard and said with a smile .

Butler Liu was also smiling. He came to the Xia family since he was a teenager, married a wife and had children here, and watched Xia Daoyuan get married and live a happy life, but in the end he lost his true love, and he has always been his most loyal servant .

Xia Daoyuan's eyes became gloomy: "If Xiaoyi hadn't disappeared, I should have such a big grandson or granddaughter by now. They might all have a partner, and I might even have great-grandchildren."

Butler Liu patted him on the shoulder to comfort him and wanted to remind him to go to rest.

"However, my students are also the greatest comfort to me." Xia Daoyuan looked at the works sent by several students on the wall, and he was also relieved that his life's hard work was not in vain.

"Yes, master, look at Mr. Zhong who is here today. He is the mayor who is most praised and loved by the people of Hong Kong City. The children you bring are all outstanding."