Chapter 25 4

It's a little far away. But the good thing is that the place is quiet and the rent is cheap. Qin Qing smiled shyly.

Jinglian nodded. When he walked to his legs, his legs were numb, and it was getting dark before he came to the place where he lived. It was dark and a little gloomy.

Qin Qing entered the house and lit the light.

Jinglian stood at the door and looked at him, and suddenly some sympathy rose. He must have lived a hard life, right? She found that although his clothes were very quiet, they were patched; his shoes were also old...

A mortal without relatives can imagine the hardships of living in this world. Thinking about it, Jinglian felt that she wanted to be much happier.

At least Biyue always has kindness to her and has always brought her a hand; at least Bai Ying can reveal her heart; at least the sea cares her...

"The place is too simple, I'm sorry." Qin Qing said, "But I think you are a girl's family, but you haven't found it. I don't think there is a place to live. If you don't mind, just live here first, and I'll make a floor outside.

"It's very good here. It's very quiet." Jinglian nodded and stepped into the room. How long have you been here?

"It won't be five days."

There are some calligraphy and paintings piled up in the room. Do you think he is still selling this when he enters Beijing, or selling it along the way?

He works really hard.

He looked at her and said, "Are you hungry? I'll cook for you."

Jinglian saw him buy a cup of rice and get some sweet potato shreds. When the rice is cooked, she gives her the hot white rice to eat. Her own sweet potato shreds, Jinglian held a bowl: "Why do you eat this?"

"I love to eat." Qin Qing's smile was extremely clear.

"Is it delicious?" Jinglian picked up a chopstick from his bowl, stuffed it into his mouth, and nodded, "It's delicious. No wonder you like it."

Qin Qing's smile was a little more embarrassing. Sorry, it's late today and I don't have time to prepare more dishes. I'll cook some delicious food for you tomorrow.

"Thank you."

Someone wants to cook something for her. How happy.

But no one has ever treated her so well... She flashed her eyes and said, "You are so kind."

He smiled.

After dinner, he cooked the bowl, and she circled around him, "Have you always been alone?"

"Well, my grandma passed away two years ago."

"Parents..."

"I haven't seen it. When I was still in my infacy, I was picked up by my grandmother to raise it.

Jinglian doesn't know what to say. Comfort?

It seems that she has no reason to comfort her. He looks calm and has never had parents. Maybe he doesn't yearn for his parents.

"Did your relative move away, or didn't you see you?"

"..." Jinglian coughed twice and said quickly, "I moved away and I don't know where to go."

"It doesn't matter. Let's live here first. When you have enough of the entanglement, I will send you back to your hometown. It's better to stay in a familiar place than in this strange capital. Especially for a girl's family, it is inconvenient to walk on the road.

"Oh." Jinglian responded casually.

After thinking about it carefully, I found that the man I had only met twice was actually thinking about her.

Enough accumulation...

Yes, he was poor and reluctantly came to the capital with five taels of silver she gave him. She couldn't help but be moved that she was so poor and could still think for her.

Is he good by nature?

Or is it better for him to just treat her?

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Qing's voice suddenly sounded.

Jinglian found herself laughing. Yes, he is laughing at her for being stupid. Why does he only treat her well? He is loyal and willing to help others.

"None." She responded with a sweet smile, "Do you still sell calligraphy and paintings?" I'll be with you tomorrow."

"How embarrassing..."

"What's the point of being embarrassed?" Jinglian said, "That's it."

After washing the bowl, Qin Qing cleaned the bed, "The place is simple and there is no brand-new, but the quilt has just been washed yesterday. If you don't mind..."

"All right, don't say 'dislike' anymore. I'm also homeless now."

Qin Qing's eyes had a little more pity. Live here first, don't worry too much. Maybe I will meet your relative one day.

"Yes, yes."

Jinglian walked for most of the day and was really tired. She lay down on Qin Qing's bed and fell asleep.

I was confused and felt that someone was covering her with a quilt, and I felt that under the dim light, a big silhouette was studying hard in the cold window.

She couldn't wake up, but she felt warm and relieved.

For several days, no one paid attention to Qin Qing's calligraphy and painting stalls.

Qin Qing's brushwork is profound, his paintings arechuan chuan, and his font is elegant. However, in the capital city full of talents, there are many painting studios. Those who have a head and face must go to the "Jumoxuan" in the capital, and those who have no power and high vision look down on his paintings at all.

On the third day, Jinglian couldn't stand it anymore. On the pretext that she told Qin Qing that she would go around nearby and hid in the alley, she saw a middle-aged man passing by and hurriedly shouted, "Uncle, please wait a moment."

The man was shocked by her, looked at her alertly and looked up and down. What's the matter?"

Jinglian took out a 50 taels of silver ticket from her pocket. "Go to that calligraphy and painting stall and buy all the paintings, and I'll give you another 20 taels of silver. Do you think it's okay?"

"What did you say?" The man didn't believe his ears.

Jinglian repeated it.

The man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Are you serious?"

"Really." Jinglian said, "Go and buy back all the calligraphy and paintings."

"Give the money." The man reached out to her.

Jinglian only gave him sixty taels, "Let's get it in a minute."

The man grabbed the money and turned around and left. Jinglian warned in a low voice: "If you want to take money to run away--"

He turned around and smiled: "How dare you?" This is a huge fortune! Twenty-two, he has two years of work!

After a while, he came back with a pile of calligraphy and paintings and asked Jinglian for another ten taels. What about these calligraphy and paintings?

"Go back and hang it up! How beautiful!"

"Oh, our family doesn't have such high taste." The man said, "Well, it's decent to give it away."

Not long after Jinglian came out of the alley, Qin Qing came face to face with a smile. Business is good today, and a businessman bought all the calligraphy and paintings. It's really endless."

Jinglian nodded: "Yes, that's right." I can't help feeling a little bitter.

If he knew that she asked someone to buy the calligraphy and painting for money, how would he feel?

"I'll treat you to a good meal." Qin Qing couldn't help holding her hand. Seeing that she didn't break away, he pulled it safely and walked to a restaurant.

Jinglian looked at him and sighed that it was difficult. Or she was better in heaven before. She has never experienced sadness. She has no desire or greed. But mortals have to work hard for a mouthful of food.

"With silver two, I'll send you back to your hometown." Qin Qing put a piece of meat into her bowl and said softly.

"Home?" She blinked, "Aren't you going to take a scientific examination?"

"That's it, but as a girl, it's more important to go back to your hometown."

"Uh..." For him, the triennial scientific examination should be more important, right?" You don't have to worry. I like the capital. Anyway, I don't have any relatives when I go back to my hometown. I might as well stay here. Or wait until you get tired of staying here and go somewhere else.

He frowned: "It's not good for a girl's family to be so wandering... Finally, you have to find a home, so that you don't have to live in the wind and sun in the future, and don't suffer."

The destination?

Jinglian never thought about what it was.

Her world used to be extremely simple, and then after offending the queen, her life began to be ups and downs. Where is the destination?

Can I go back to heaven? Will it be turned over by the queen one day after going back?

"Xiao Lian?" Qin Qing's voice echoed her thoughts.

"Ah." Jinglian said, "What you said is too far away. It's still better now."

"The girl's youth is only for these few years. Although you have no relatives, you still have to plan for your future. I got 50 taels of silver today, and I will give you 30 taels. If you go back to your hometown, the property should still be there, right? Find a good man to marry, live a stable life, and always live a better life in the world.

Jinglian has nothing to say.

I heard Qin Qing say, "I'm sorry, I'm too broad."

"No," she said quickly, "I didn't mean that. What you said, I feel so far away from me... You don't have to worry about me. I'm not a delicate lady. Let's not talk about that. Let's eat.

Jinglian knows that there is no feast in the world. One day, she and Qin Qing will also part ways. They are nothing, but a better relationship than passers-by.

However, after getting along with him these days, she felt very happy. Carefree, as if returning to the days in the lotus pond. The difference is that there is a person who plays with her life. She is naturally served by him and is a little forgetful.

No one treats her as well as he does. No one.

Qin Qing stopped talking.

That night, Jinglian tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Thinking that she was going to separate, she had to wander forward alone.

"Cough..." The cough came from the outside, and it seemed to have not stopped since the evening.

Jinglian put on her clothes and came out. Seeing Qin Qing sitting under the lamp, coughing while reading, she grabbed the book and said, "It's late at night, and you're not feeling well. You'd better rest early."

Qin Qing just coughed and turned red.

She went around and patted him on the back and handed him water. But it doesn't work at all. Jinglian was anxious, "You have to see the doctor, right?"

"No, just grab a dose of medicine tomorrow." He drank water to moisten his throat.

But he not only didn't get well, but also had a fever in the middle of the night. Jinglian hurried to the window to get the dewdrops to drink, but she was annoyed that she was not in the cold mirror, otherwise she would pick a few baby fruit leaves and fry them, and it would soon be fine.

Qin Qing's fever was very quiet, and his pale face turned red and looked a little frightened.

Jinglian knows the fragility of life, especially mortals.

Will he die like this?

I'm a little flustered. If he dies, won't she have no company?

"Bah!" She said, "It will be all good."

Qin Qing opened his eyes in a daze, "What are you talking about?"

"No." She ttyed the quilt for him.