Sylvie and Her New Owner

"Grandpa, we can take it ourselves."

"Okay, okay," the old man continued to smile, looking behind Si Kongqing, "Is this Hill? Your parents and your mother told me."

Hill stood up flattered, is this Si Kongqing's grandfather?With the appearance of ancient Taoism, he must have been a beautiful man when he was young.She bowed slightly, and her voice was so sweet that she couldn't get used to it:

"Hello grandpa."

"Call me grandpa like Qingqing," the old man's hearty voice was full of vigor, "don't be outside."

Looking at Si Kongqing who was still rummaging in the shoe cabinet, Hill seemed a little cramped in this unfamiliar environment.Before Su Na wanted her to call her mother, she turned it down, but facing such an old man... It seems that there is no psychological barrier to calling "Grandpa".

This is the person Si Kongqing loves and loves, so, it is also the person she loves and loves.

"Grandpa." Hill said in a low voice, the old man naturally did not miss it, he squinted his eyes with relief, then turned and walked towards the living room, only then did Hill notice that the old man's leg seemed to be a little lame, only to hear him shouting into the room "Look who's here!"

Sikongqing handed Hill a pair of slippers, and the two walked into the living room. An old woman with glasses was putting down a half-knitted insole, and her voice was full of surprise:

"Qingqing?"

Sikongqing took Hill to the front of the old woman, bent down slightly, and pulled Hill to his side, "Grandma, this is Hill."

Looking at the other party's loving eyes, Hill was so nervous that he put his hands behind his back and shouted timidly:

"Out...grandmother."

Mom, what a strange feeling!

It feels more formal than when I met Sikong Ruoshui and Su Na!

The old woman smiled and said "yes" a few times, probably because her granddaughter finally had a close sister of the same age. She adjusted her glasses and asked expectantly:

"Will you stay for dinner?"

"Yeah." Si Kongqing nodded and turned around with Hill in his hand, "I'll take Hill to have a look around."

Hill obediently followed behind, listening to the sound of cooking in the kitchen, she asked suspiciously:

"Who's cooking?"

"Conch girl."

"Hey!" Hill had a black line on his face.

"It's Sister Ying, my grandmother's distant relative," Si Kongqing stopped teasing her and explained with a smile, "I don't worry about no one taking care of my grandparents. It happens that Sister Ying doesn't have a job and is her own family, so..."

She stretched out a finger and made a gesture, "Both food and housing, and a monthly salary of [-] yuan."

"Ten thousand!" Hill exclaimed, is it so high?

Moreover, getting people to do housekeeping...it's like my own experience!So this is the inheritance of Sikong Qing's family?

"It's relative, and since Sister Ying is getting married, we are also family members." Si Kongqing said, and opened the door of the study.

"Hey, do you know how good I am?" Hill raised his head proudly with a sly smile, "My salary is only five hundred."

"Five hundred?" Si Kongqing raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure your salary is five hundred?"

Hill was stunned, isn't it five hundred... Wait!She suddenly thought of Sikongqing's reward, the money she could get seemed to be more than fifty thousand...

No, it's a mistake!

"Do you know how good I am?" Sikong Qing smiled, grabbed Hill's waist, and gently leaned into her ear, "Hill... it's really expensive."

Hill blushed and couldn't speak. He sounded like he was being molested?No way, the cold Si Kongqing wouldn't say such things!

Why are you bringing up this topic yourself!

Hill pushed Sikongqing away in a panic and ran into the study. Sikongqing followed slowly, leaning against the door, like catching a little rabbit with nowhere to go.

The study room was decorated in an antique style, and there was a dark red cello lying on the sofa bed. Hill made some gestures.

"Grandpa used to be in the music class and performed for the leaders." Si Kongqing stroked the body of the piano, put the sheet music on the shelf, and then lifted the violin with his knees against the waist. "He later became a music professor. When he was a child, he He often taught me how to play the violin."

"Hmm..." Hill squinted at the black and white staves. She used to use the vibrant notes to fill in her screen name. Unfortunately, she was a total music idiot, not to mention staves, not even the simple notation.

Si Kongqing adjusted the bow of the violin, knowing the score in her heart, she closed her eyes, and the lazy sound of the violin followed.The violin seemed to have a natural grace, sad when slow, bright when fast, Hill listened quietly, grandpa passed by the door, smiled and nodded, leaving time for the two girls.

At the end of the song, people did not leave.

"Nice!" Hill exaggeratedly applauded, "What song is this?"

"Minuet," Sikong Qing loosened his bow, put the heavy cello back in place, and covered it with a cloth, "Is it really good?"

"Really!" Hill pouted in dissatisfaction, "How could I lie to you."

"Then I'll show it to you often in the future." Si Kongqing said softly.

"Okay," Hill laughed and ran to the bookcase. A photo album was placed outside the neat book list. She pointed to it curiously and asked, "Can I have a look?"

Contrary to her expectations, facing this question, Si Kongqing was hesitant. After a while, he turned to his side, "If you want to see... just watch it."

"Then let me see!" Hill licked the corner of his mouth and opened the album excitedly. Sure enough, these were all Si Kongqing's photos!And it's all childhood!

The photo on the first page is of a toddler girl with short hair like a boy, and Su Na holding her as beautiful as a young girl. As for the photo shoot, [-]% is Si Kong Ruoshui.Hill continued to look down, and suddenly, she couldn't help laughing wildly:

"Pfft, Hahaha, Ha Sikong, you are wearing no pants!"

"I'm going to film it! Hahaha... hiccup."

Si Kongqing's face darkened, she knew it would be like this, although it wasn't a big deal, who didn't have a black history when they were young?

Hill continued to flip through the album. The girl in the photo behind was almost ten years old, which was familiar, after all, she had experienced it in her dream.She held back her laughter, and suddenly, she found that the shadow on the album had an extra head.

"Huh?" She realized what it was.

A pair of hands wrapped around his waist, and a faint voice came from his ear:

"Is it nice?

"My... naked body?"

Hill froze - oops, I just seemed to over laugh!

"It doesn't look good..." She shook her head bluntly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed her words, "It looks good!"

"Good-looking?" The heat source is still approaching, "Little pervert."

Something soft touched the earlobe.

"Wait..." Hill finally realized that her answer seemed wrong, and she was tricked again, "I was wrong!"

"Oh." Sikongqing chuckled lightly, just as he was about to say something, a cough came from the door.

Grandpa stood at the door and didn't notice anything strange, just reminded: "Qingqing, Hill, it's time to eat."

Si Kongqing released his hand, and responded in a ladylike manner:

"Come right now, Grandpa."

Hill breathed a sigh of relief and was finally released. She was almost pressed on the bookshelf just now, her knee was held up by Si Kongqing from behind, and she was almost unsteady when she stood, which really damaged her spirit.

She put the album back in place, washed her hands, and then took the initiative to help serve dishes and meals, trying to create a good image. Si Kongqing agreed with her, but there was nothing wrong with Sister Ying.The two old people looked at the two well-behaved children, smiled at each other, and felt very emotional.

"Hill eat more," Grandma picked up a meatball and put it in Hill's bowl, "See how thin you are."

"...Thank you, grandma."

"Qingqing, this child is usually troublesome for you to take care of," the old woman said in front of her granddaughter. "You two girls live outside and need to take care of each other. If you have anything, don't hold back and tell us."

"Hmm." Hill secretly winked at Sikong Qing, as if taking credit.

If grandpa is the kind of cultural person who "has poetry and writing in his chest" at first glance, then grandma is more like a woman of that era.Kind, gentle, nagging, loving granddaughter, even doting.

Hill likes this kind of family very much.

"Hil is so good, Qingqing, you are stubborn again, so don't make any unpleasant things." With a bowl of water, the grandmother also put a meatball for Sikongqing, while Sikongqing ate the vegetables and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"How good is she."

In her eyes, Hill was not good, but stupid at best, and was often very skinny.

She raised her eyes and saw Hill sticking her tongue out "slightly" at her.He snorted softly and went home to settle accounts.

Thinking of the little fat cat fries at home, she put the cat food for a day, so she shouldn't be hungry - or if she is hungry, it is too heavy to hold.

"By the way, Qingqing, Hill," while eating, grandma suddenly called out their names, only to hear grandma's suggestion with a smile, "Why don't you live here tonight? The beds are all made for you. "

Si Kongqing's hand paused, she often came here to live, and the bed was ready-made. She was familiar with the room she lived in since she was a child, but she brought Hill here today...

"The bed is so big that the two of you won't be squeezed together," Grandma said, making Hill's breathing stagnate. "It can also enhance the relationship, don't you mind?"

"Promise your grandmother," said the grandfather, who had not spoken for a while. "You haven't come back to live for a long time."

The corners of Si Kongqing's lips curled up slightly, she clenched her chopsticks tightly, her eyelashes trembled:

"Okay."

Chapter 49: Nightwish

"Okay."

Like two meteorites, these two words caused a storm in Hill's heart.

She shook her hands, her chopsticks were unstable, the meatballs fell into the rice and rolled in a circle, and she raised her head secretly, only to see Sikongqing's half-smiling face, so panicked that she hurriedly immersed herself in eating.

"Where's Hill?" Grandma asked with a smile. "Are you okay?"

"I think... will it be a little crowded?" Hill smiled, "I can lay the floor..."

"How can this be?" Grandma glanced at her angrily and raised her voice, "On such a humid day, after sleeping on the floor, you will get rheumatic bone disease."

How can it be so serious.

Hill complained in his heart, but he didn't want to refute the old man's kindness.

"That's it." She seemed to agree obediently, winning the gratified smile from her grandparents.After eating, she wondered if she should wash the dishes, and Sister Ying devoted herself to all the work.

"How can I let the guests do things." The elder sister Xianhui in her early twenties said.

"What kind of guests," Grandpa laughed, "it's all my own family."

"Yes, yes," Sister Ying covered her mouth and narrowed her eyes, "I made a mistake."

But even if it is her own family, Sister Ying has to carry out her own work, and politely declined Hill's help.As the name suggests, let the two girls accompany the old man more.