I want to live, get married

Time flies, and I don't realize that winter is passing by and spring is coming, and Qingming has arrived.

For half a year, He Qingqing had Liu Yanhan's company, his life was less dull and lonely, and more lively and lively, the whole He family felt very gratified.

One day, He Qingqing was sitting in front of the desk in the bedroom, with some needlework items in front of her, holding the embroidery frame in her left hand and the needle in her right hand, and was embroidering something stitch by stitch.

I saw her frowning tightly, with deep affection and focus, as if she was doing a very prudent thing and could not tolerate any mistakes.

Xiaoyan was dusting the dust with a feather duster at the side. Seeing her concentrated appearance, she was very curious. In the past, her own lady was always not interested in these female red embroidery and the like.

In the past two days, it was an unprecedented time to stay in the boudoir without going out, and to take care of these embroidery work every day.

He didn't even bother Miss Liu to take her out to play, it's so weird!Xiaoyan thought so in her heart.

He couldn't help asking curiously: "Miss, why haven't you begged Madam to let you go out of the house to have fun these two days? I didn't see you looking for Miss Liu, but you stayed in your room all day long and never went out."

Suddenly being said so, He Qingqing was a little puzzled for a while, thinking, is the difference between before and after so obvious?

Suddenly recalling the absurd and embarrassing dream I experienced a few days ago, I felt suddenly ashamed.

Now as long as I face Liu Yanhan, I feel a little uneasy, how can I have the nerve to ask him to take me out of the house.

He stopped his needle and thread, thought for a while, and said in a daze: "After all... after all, Miss Liu still has to practice free medical treatment during the day, I...how can I be so cheeky as to bother her all the time."

"uh-huh……"

As he spoke, he coughed uncomfortably to hide his disappointment.

"oh, I see……"

While Xiaoyan was busy cleaning up the loose dirt on the vase with a feather duster, she continued to chat: "Miss, I see you embroider all day long, what are you so busy with embroidering?"

Hearing Xiaoyan's question, He Qingqing hurriedly stopped her needlework, straightened the embroidery frame, and held it in front of Xiaoyan.

Asking expectantly: "Help me quickly, how is this magnolia flower embroidered? Does it look like it?"

"What?"

Xiaoyan was puzzled by the question, she tried to open her eyes wide, trying to find the slightest trace of flowers on the embroidery in He Qingqing's hands.

It's a pity that after looking at it for a long time, she only saw that the embroidery surface was a mess of fluff and scum, the threads were routed freely, and the color matching was wild and uninhibited. It couldn't be said to be exactly the same as magnolia flower, but it had nothing to do with it.

But he couldn't bear to give up his young lady's enthusiasm for becoming a female celebrity for the first time, so she forced her thumb up and smiled dryly.

Said: "Okay, you embroider really well. Miss, you embroidered like this for the first time, which shows that you are quite talented. In time, you will become a master of it. Even if you are the top female among the famous ladies in Nanyang City, it is not you." opponent."

"Really? Is it really embroidered so well?"

In one word, He Qingqing was highly praised.

She picked up the embroidery scissors and cut off the rest of the thread, and happily picked up her embroidery and put it in front of her eyes, looking left and right.

"It seems to look really good, Miss Liu should like it!" She thought to herself.

Just looking at it, suddenly a small stone jumped into the window, and hit the ground with a "click", and the crisp and pleasant sound broke the silence in the room.

He Qingqing raised her eyes to look at the small stones that fell on the ground, and there was an invisible smile at the corner of her mouth, her heart jumped for joy.

Knowing who it was without thinking, she stood up and walked to the window, looking down over the edge of the window.

Sure enough, Liu Yanhan was standing under the embroidery building, beside a cluster of golden winter jasmine flowers in full bloom, holding a stack of velvet paper and bamboo strips in his hand, waving and shouting at her.

"Miss He, it's sunny today. Don't hold back in the house. Come out to the yard to get some fresh air. I'll get you something new."

He Qingqing smiled slightly by the window, and called back: "Wait for me."

Then, he closed the window, turned around and went downstairs, looking for Liu Yanhan.

Sure enough, the weather was fine today, even the wind blowing from the lake in the backyard was warm, and the yard was already full of spring.

Under the urging of the warming sunshine these days, all kinds of early-blooming flowers are competing to bloom, looking lovely and charming.

Liu Yanhan pulled He Qingqing up and trotted towards the Huxin Pavilion in the backyard, He Qingqing followed step by step, asking all the way.

"Miss Liu, what new thing are you going to do?"

"Don't ask, you'll know after a while."

The two walked through the winding plank road in the middle of the lake, crossed a bucket arch stone bridge, and came to the stone pavilion.

At this time, the stone table in the stone pavilion has been placed with pen and ink painting, colorful velvet paper, scissors, paste... all kinds of tools and objects for hand-made.

Seeing the situation in front of him, He Qingqing asked, "You... Are you doing manual work? I didn't expect that the dignified doctor Liu still has such a hobby. Why, don't you have to sit in the free clinic today?"

"It's not that I like manual work, but Miss He, you forgot what day it is today!"

Liu Yanhan said with a smile on the other side.

This question made He Qingqing a little confused. She really couldn't figure out when she needed to do manual work and didn't have to go to the doctor.

Seeing that He Qingqing was puzzled, Liu Yanhan smiled, and sat down beside the stone table by her.

"Okay, sit down now..."

I also sat down at the opposite stone table: "I won't play tricks with you. Today is Qingming. In my hometown of Sichuan and Shu, there is a custom of flying kites during Qingming. I want to invite you to make a kite together. I will beg you soon." Butler Li took the two of us out for a spring outing, I wonder if Miss He would do me a favor and accompany me on the outing?"

He Qingqing suddenly realized at this moment, she didn't realize that today is Qingming, if Liu Yanhan hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten about it.

"The days go by so fast, I don't think it's clear, it's so fast..."

Saying this, He Qingqing thought of her own physical condition, and wondered how long Liu Yanhan could stay in He Mansion like this, and how long he and her could spend carefree time together. There was a bitter look on his face.

Seeing He Qingqing's sad and disappointed expression suddenly, Liu Yanhan hurriedly interrupted.

"Hey, why are you showing this expression? It's just Qingming. I didn't say to make you mourn your ancestors. You cooperated with me and became depressed first. The Qingming Festival in Sichuan and Sichuan is not celebrated like this, but we had a very happy time." Woolen cloth!"

He Qingqing put away her frustrated expression and asked, "Really? How are you doing over there?"

Liu Yanhan replied: "Hey...it's a lot of fun, so I won't explain it too long. After a while, I made a kite. Let's go out for an outing. It would be better for me to explain it to you in detail."

He Qingqing nodded in approval, and the two sat side by side, starting to make the kite.

Liu Yanhan first used bamboo strips to tie the skeleton of the kite, while He Qingqing cut the paper with a knife.

The two were chatting while busy working, Liu Yanhan asked.

"Hey, Miss He, can you draw?"

He Qingqing cut the paper very slowly and carefully, horizontally and vertically, the incision was straight, without a single burr, it was really rare seriousness and prudence, she answered without raising her head.

"Know a thing or two."

"That's right, the kite will be tied up in a while, please draw a kite on paper, my drawing is too ugly to be on the stage." Liu Yanhan suggested.

"Okay, what to draw?" He Qingqing asked for her opinion.

Liu Yanhan stopped his hands for a moment of contemplation, then gesticulated with his hands in the air and said.

"Why don't you draw a kite? You know that a kite is a kind of eagle-like bird, very fierce..."

Before Liu Yanhan could finish speaking, He Qingqing interrupted.

"Yaozi, I know, Nanyang City calls this Yuan, you always think that I am as ignorant as those boudoir ladies who don't work hard and don't distinguish between grain and grain, and you really underestimate me."

Liu Yanhan was a little stunned by He Qingqing's unreasonable slapstick. He didn't know what kind of muscle this young lady had stirred up again, so he could only nod helplessly in agreement.

"Okay, okay, okay...you are the best, you know everything in the sky and on the earth, that's alright! You have to fight over such a trivial matter, and say that you are not a child."

"I...I'm not...a child, don't keep emphasizing this...You Xiaotu, I Xiaoma, you are only three years older than me, what's the big deal."

Liu Yanhan made gestures of surrender again and again, following her words.

"Yes, yes, yes... let's not talk about it, and I will definitely not mention it in the future..."

For some reason, Liu Yanhan always felt that He Qingqing didn't like treating her like a little girl, especially if she couldn't call her young in person.

Seeing her serious appearance, he didn't bother to forcefully argue with her, just interrupted and blurred the past.

"My skeleton is almost done, how is the paper preparation on your side?"

"Almost there."

"Let me see."

Liu Yanhan took the paper cut out by He Qingqing and looked at it carefully, it was indeed smooth and neat.

"Well, it's good. We'll paste the paper on the skeleton in a while, and we're done. You can mix the bowl of paste first, and I'll be ready soon."

In this way, a kite in the shape of a kite was born under the hands of the two.

Liu Yanhan was wrapped around the kite string, and the rest of the process was He Qingqing's job. She needed to draw the shape of a kite on the kite.

I saw her flicking her open sleeves, picking up a pen and ink on the surface of this plain white kite, and using smooth and agile ink lines to outline a large shape of a kite.

Its posture is vigorous and its posture is brave, like a big bird soaring into the sky.

Changed pen dipped in ocher, cinnabar, gamboge, indigo, pine green...

The plain white kite is decorated vividly in the process of smudging and dyeing. In addition, the decoration of the curly grass and caisson pattern on the body of the kite is very beautiful.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Liu Yanhan clicked his tongue "tsk tsk", and took the kite he just drew in his hand and looked at it carefully.

She sighed: "My dear, Miss He, your craft is really good, and your paintings are so beautiful."

She really thinks that He Qingqing's paintings are better than any kite she has seen in the market, but she said that she knows a thing or two about brush, ink and Danqing, which may be too modest.

Spring was warm and cold, and Mrs. He was worried that He Qingqing's body would not be able to withstand such ups and downs. She watched her very closely recently, and she was unwilling to let her go out for an outing.

But Yuanwai He thinks that since the serious illness is in good condition, it is good for health to go out to relax more while in good health.

After negotiation, Mrs. He finally agreed, and decided to prepare carriages and let Steward Li and Liu Yanhan accompany He Qingqing to go out together.

After finally going out, I had to bring Butler Li with me.

With such a half-grown old man by his side, it was as inconvenient as possible.

At first, He Qingqing felt that the boss was not happy, but since there was no better way, she could only compromise temporarily.

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Kite: In ancient times, the south was called "Kite" and the north was called "Kite".