Chapter 129 Du Xiang

Du Xiang's mother and daughter lived in Anfu under the arrangement of An Qiaoya. Of course, the loyal Yan also reported everything that happened that day to An Sheng that Du Xiang's mother and son had come to the house.

It's just that An Shengwei is busy managing his own business, and he doesn't have time to take care of these. He just tells Yuyan to pay more attention when he has time. He won't impose too much interference in what An Qiaoya wants to do unless she risks herself.

So, quite fortunately, Du Xiang and others had a good rest for a period of time without any interference. Under the care of An Qiaoya, they finally recovered their bodies.

As soon as his body recovered, Du Xiang immediately went to the embroidery room to help take all the clothes that needed to be mended to his room. The fat aunt who managed the embroidery house couldn't stop it, so she had to send someone to report to Anchoya quickly.

When An Qiaoya hurried over with half of the scallion oil cake, she saw that the door of the room where Du Xiang and her daughter lived was wide open. She and Xiaoli were sitting next to the painted table in the room. A pile of clothes were neatly folded on the table. Du Xiang sitting at the table was responsible for sewing the rags of the clothes one by one, while Xiao Li opposite her was busy helping to thread the needles. The mother and daughter look quite happy and satisfied.

Originally, An Qiaoya planned to change some furniture for them, but Du Xiang insisted and refused, saying that this was already very good. No matter how many favors they had in the future, they could not repay, so An Qiaoya could only give up this idea.

"Sister Joya!" Xiaoli first found Anjoya standing at the door, carefully inserted the silver needle in her hand into the rag next to her, clapped her hands and jumped down from the chair and rushed to Anjoya, hugged her waist and shouted excitedly.

An Qiaoya was still holding the scallion cake in her hand. The greasy hand was full of hands and she wanted to pat Xiaoli's head, but later she withdrew it. After all, it was not a good gift for the meeting.

So I had to bang her face with my elbow and smiled apologetically, "Little Li, my sister's hands are full of oil now, and it's not good to look good on Xiaoli's beautiful little face."

"Xiao Li, what are you talking about? Why don't you bring your sister in and sit down?" Du Xiang shook his head with a smile.

"Xiao Li is not afraid." With a smile, he spit out his tongue and made a grimace, but Xiaoli still let go of his hands around An Qiaoya's waist under Du Xiang's soft scolding, and took her arm and pulled her into the room.

"Sister Du, aren't you in good health? Why do you get up and do these things now? And it's still sewing so many clothes at one time," An Qiaoya and Ren Xiaoli pulled her inside and complained jokingly, "Just let the fat aunts do it directly. Do you want to rob them of their jobs?"

"That won't work. Fat aunts will be very angry."

"Look at what you said,"

Du Xiang was amused by An Qiaoya's eyebrows. Her beautiful face was like peach blossoms, and even An Qiaoya was a little stunned. To be honest, although she was not An Shengqing, she was a man, and how could her temperament not compare with Du Xiang, who was a real woman? I have to admit that she is really quite charming. No wonder the Zhu family and grandson, who is surnamed Zhu Chang, even if he was almost kicked to the end, wanted to get her.

"My concubine is just a small help. Didn't we agree at the beginning?"

"Yes, yes," An Qiaoya nodded helplessly, sat back, and moved her buttocks to the chair pushed by Xiaoli. She turned her head and smiled at Xiaoli and said thank you before turning around and continued to Du Xiang, "But we also agreed that we can't help until you recover."

"My concubine is much better now." Du Xiang put down the needlework in her hand and looked up at An Qiaoya seriously. "Moreover, I think that doing some female redness properly can also help relieve emotions and help recovery."

"That's right..." Tear the green onion oil cake in half, half handed it to Xiaoli next to her, and half kept it by herself. Anchoa frowned while nibbling at the cake. Well, proper activities are good for physical and mental health. That's right. She can't refute it.

"Yes, Sister Du, I haven't heard you talk about Xiaoli's father for so long..." Once this topic could not continue, An Qiaoya immediately remembered what she had kept in her heart, "Isn't it..."

"Xiao Li's father died long before she was born." Du Xiang lowered his head, and his smiling face also became solemn in an instant. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Xiaoli's hair, but her expression was a little... self-deprecating?

"Well... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Hearing this, no matter how dull people knew that this topic should not continue, so An Joya immediately turned to other places when she saw the wind, "Well, are you used to living here?"

"How can I not be used to it? It's much better than where we lived before." Du Xiang patted Xiaoli's head and motioned her to wash her hands stained with oil and bring a basin of water to An Qiaoya.

So Xiaoli jumped out with a satisfied smile. Since she came to Anfu, she has been able to eat hot meals every day, which is extremely happy for her who hasn't had a full meal since she was a child.

"Xiao Li is really good." And according to her little appearance now, she is already so cute. Referring to Du Xiang's beauty, it is not difficult to imagine that she must be a beauty when she grows up. If only she could be abducted to be her little sister, she can show off everywhere in the future, Wow Kakaka.

"Yes," Du Xiang's eyes immediately filled with the light of maternal love, and a soft smile appeared on her face. "This child has been very sensible since she was a child. Even if she followed me to eat everywhere, she never complained, but instead comforted me." She pressed her chest with tears of self-reproach in her eyes. "Sometimes I really feel very sorry for her. If I can, I also hope that she can live a happy life instead of living a miserable life with me like before..."

"With all due respect, Sister Du, in my opinion, you should be the daughter of a big family before giving birth to Xiaoli, right?" With his chin in the palm of his hand, An Qiaoya looked at Du Xiang with two eyes, "Why don't you ask your family for help? I think this is a little better for Xiaoli.

Du Xiang lowered her eyelids and said nothing. After a sound, just when An Qiaoya thought she would never answer, she suddenly opened her mouth and said in an extremely bitter voice, "I was kicked out of my home."

"Well?!" Anjoya's eyes widened.

Du Xiang slowly raised his head with a self-deprecating smile on the corners of his mouth, "Because I'm an unmarried child."

"Ah..." Angioya has no other expression except opening her mouth. Wow, for love, right?

"Well, do you love him very much?" She asked carefully for fear of touching the sadness buried in her heart.

Du Xiang smiled bitterly, but then there was a layer of happiness on her face as if she remembered something, and muttered to herself, "Yes, I love it very much..."

But he died so early.

Anchoya muttered in her heart, but she didn't dare to say this sentence. On the one side, she was afraid of reminding Du Xiang's sad past. On the other, she had studied Du Xiang's expression and always felt that it was not that simple. The man who made her willing to risk being kicked out of the house and give birth to a child for him must not be alive as she said. On the contrary, he may be missing or he didn't know at all. What's about Du Xiang's mother and daughter? Oh, what a pity for Du Xiang's infatuation.

"I said, well, well, Sister Du, are you interested in getting to know my brothers?" After being stunned for a while, An Qiaoya came to her senses and blinked her eyes and suggested, "Although their temper is a little strange, they are good-looking, rich, and seem to be a little famous in the world, and..."

"Joa." Du Xiang suddenly interrupted An Qiaoya's 'recommendation' to his eldest brothers. "Needless to say, it's useless no matter how excellent the princes are. It's not that my concubine is big, but that I have swore in my life that I will not marry anyone else in my life except for Xiaoli's father.

"But," Angioya left the chair, leaned her upper body forward, and put her hands on the table to look at Du Xiang. "Find another good person for you, isn't it good for Xiaoli? Believe me, my brothers can definitely give Xiaoli a good living environment.

"Thank you, Joya." Du Xiang gently put his hand across the table and held An Qiaoya's pat and said with a smile, "I know you are also thinking about our mother and daughter, but you really don't need it. I believe Xiaoli can understand.

"All right." Since everyone has said this, it is inconvenient for An Qiaoya to say anything more, so she has to sit back on the stool and think that her brothers are not as good as everyone she imagined. Maybe it's still unsalable.

"I'm really sorry, Joya." Seeing An Qiaoya sighing, Du Xiang immediately explained with a guilty face, "We have caused you so much trouble..."

"It's okay. It's none of your business." Anchoa patted her hand in turn to comfort her and sighed that the six men above her head were not of high quality.

"Ah, by the way, it's my eldest brother's birthday in a few days. Can you ask Sister Du to do me a favor?" Ann Qiaoya is excited when he thinks of this. I really want to see how he celebrated his birthday in ancient times. It is said that he will not live his birthday until 70 or 80 years old. An Shengwei is less than 30 years old. I don't know how to celebrate his birthday. Hey hey, it's really looking forward to it.

"Of course." Du Xiang nodded, "As long as my concubine can do it, I will do my best to help Qiaoya."

"Hey, you don't have to do this with all your strength. In fact, I just want to borrow Sister Du your skillful hands." Anjoa blinked at her mysteriously.

"Borrow your hand?" Du Xiang was a little surprised, "Why?"

"Hey, you'll know when you get it." A woman laughed even more sinisterly, and poor Du Xiang did not know that she would encounter a major difficulty in her life next. She still nodded eagerly, "As long as Qiao Ya hopes, my concubine will help Qiaoya complete it."

"Hahahaha, thank you in advance." An Qiaoya held Du Xiang's palm with her smiling hands and shook it. "It's up to you, Sister Du."

As for what exactly does Anchoa want to do? Well, this is worth discussing, or just skip the days you need to wait and go to An Shengwei's birthday party? Uh-huh, yes.

Well, let's find out about the situation on the day of the banquet, yo!