northernbook Chapter 153 Eyes Don’t Like
Chapter 153 Eyes Don’t Like
Qingqing was about to leave, but before she left, she suddenly remembered that her brother was very lonely here alone.
"Does your brother live alone?"
Fu Xueji's eyes flickered, but his expression remained unchanged as he nodded.
Seeing him nod, the little girl took his hand without hesitation and spoke softly.
"Let's go, brother. Let's live with Qingqing."
He also stood up, but he hesitated, "This isn't very appropriate, qingqing..."
"There's nothing inappropriate about it. Mom is super nice, she will definitely agree!"
The little girl took him away, and a few minutes after they left, Mr. Fu came back from outside with his camera.
Before entering the door, an old and powerful voice came in.
"Xiaoxue, what are we going to eat for lunch today? How about we go to the restaurant next door?"
The old man is now more energetic. After coming in and not seeing anyone, he ran into the room to look for her.
After knocking twice, he lost his patience and pushed the door open to take a look.
"Xiaoxue?"
Strange, where did this child go?
Xiao family.
When passing by the familiar osmanthus tree in the yard, Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then let go of Fu Xueji's hand.
"Brother, wait for me~"
Seeing her walking towards the osmanthus tree, Fu Xueji knew what she wanted to do as if he had telepathy.
After looking around and seeing no one coming, he followed and stood behind Qingqing.
This osmanthus tree blooms for a long time.
Qingqing still remembers the morning when she first met her mother. It was this tree that shook off the osmanthus flowers all over her body.
It hung on her body and could not be wiped off, just like a soft and fragrant pastry sprinkled with osmanthus flowers.
Now, as soon as she put her hand on the trunk, the osmanthus tree began to drop small yellow flowers again.
It seemed to welcome her approach.
Fu Xueji reached out and caught a few of them. They were bright yellow and fell into his palm, making them very clear to see.
Qingqing likes talking to plants very much. She always feels that plants can communicate with her.
Now I am also muttering while transferring energy into the osmanthus tree.
"You have to become fragrant and make my mother smell like osmanthus~"
Mom is beautiful, and osmanthus is beautiful too.
The one with sweet-scented osmanthus scent is the best!
The osmanthus tree seemed to understand what she said and stopped dropping its petals.
Because if it falls any further it will be gone.
Each of them smells very fragrant. Standing under the tree, you can seem to see a puff of yellow smoke carried everywhere by the wind.
Frost, who was walking towards this side, smelled the scent. She was stunned for a moment and said to the people around her.
"Master, the osmanthus flowers at noon today are the same as when you first met the young lady."
Xiao Qingdai nodded, she knew Qingqing was back.
The two had just come from a remote guest room somewhere in the Xiao family. Shuangjiang was holding a stack of papers in his hand, all of which were portraits drawn by Wang Peng.
Although she was unwilling to face that incident, Xiao Qingdai knew that what Wang Peng said was true.
That day was so chaotic that Xiao Qingdai subconsciously resisted recalling the past.
After Qingqing was stolen, the group took advantage of the chaos to leave the capital. To vent their anger, they strangled Qingqing to death in City A, far away from the capital, and threw her into a trash can.
In revenge, they also placed her necklace with the dead baby in its cradle.
So that when daybreak comes and someone finds the dead baby and necklace in the trash can, they can contact her as soon as possible.
There is a necklace next to it to prove the identity, and then do a DNA test.
They prayed that she would never get over the death of two of her closest relatives.
But they didn't expect that before dawn, a mysterious man passing by the park found the dead baby in the middle of the night.
Wang Peng said that the man gave Qingqing something to eat, and it should be that thing that brought Qingqing back to life.
Moreover, Qingqing's supernatural powers should be related to him.
He put Qingqing on the bench, and the director of the orphanage who was passing by happened to pick it up.
The director thought that the child was born by an ignorant young person, because many children have been abandoned in society recently for this reason.
So she took Qingqing back to the orphanage, and the necklace was never seen again.
This is what Xiao Qingdai pieced together based on the clues she has currently learned.
She now wanted to know who the man who saved Qingqing was and what he fed Qingqing.
Wang Peng seemed to have gone stupid after working a sewing machine in prison for three years, and some of the character traits he described were contradictory.
Xiao Qingdai found someone to draw a portrait based on his instructions. After half a day, the painter came to see her with a sad face and aggrieved, saying that he couldn't draw at all.
Later she asked Wang Peng to draw by himself, but he was a poor painter and knew nothing about painting.
Every day she was handed a pile of things that looked like waste paper, and the figures on them were so abstract that they couldn't be seen as people.
After confirming that he was not pretending and was truly useless, she had someone secretly send Wang Peng back.
Wang Peng lived in a two-bedroom, one-living-room guest room here. Every day, he could eat delicious food by drawing two abstract little men on paper, so he was reluctant to leave.
The surveillance footage of that section of road from three years ago was lost, and since it was early in the morning, there were basically no people on the road, so no clues have been found until now.
Although it is enough for Qingqing to live well now, Xiao Qingdai is afraid of the unknown and she cannot feel at ease.
Since she couldn't find anything on that street, she started with the supernatural powers.
As long as there is hope, she will give it a try.
She now needs a list of people with special abilities registered in the country so that she can compare and check them one by one.
But even she couldn't get hold of such top-secret files.
So, she needs to meet someone.
...
Under the osmanthus tree, Qingqing withdrew her hand and looked at her results with satisfaction.
After looking up for a while, she grabbed Fu Xueji's clothes.
"Brother, let's keep going!"
The osmanthus tree is in the yard, and they just came down from the corridor.
Back to the long corridor again, two people walked towards me.
The butler came from the end with a strange man.
When he sees Qingqing, he must give enough emotional value.
"Miss, you're back! You've been so tired from school. Can the housekeeper take you out for dinner?"
It was obvious that he truly loved Qingqing. His hands were clasped together and his cheeks flushed as he spoke.
The long string of words made Qingqing feel a little dizzy. She came to her senses, looked at the strange uncle in front of her, and hesitated for a moment.
Asked in a baby voice.
"But Grandpa Butler, does this uncle still need to lead the way?"
After asking this question, the butler nodded regretfully.
He was so happy to see the young lady that he almost forgot about it.
"Then Mr. Fu, please take the young lady straight ahead, pass through this corridor, and then turn left... If you can't find the way, ask the servants."
Fu Xueji said softly, "Okay, I understand."
Qingqing walked away holding her brother's clothes, and before leaving, she waved her hand softly and said goodbye to the housekeeper.
"Goodbye, Grandpa Butler~"
"Goodbye, Miss." The silver-haired butler waved a handkerchief.
Just as he was savoring the memory, a clear and melodious voice with a casual bass tone came from the side.
"Is that her, Qingdai's daughter?"
"Yes, our young lady is the most perfect child in the world." Qingqing's fanatical fans began to praise her.
Zhu Shenqu said "oh" and glanced at the back of Xiaotuanzi as he left. His eyes were calm, but inexplicably revealed a faint sense of death.
"Did not see it."
He looked away and continued walking forward.
The butler followed behind him. He had been silent all the way, but now he was chattering non-stop.
"Master Zhu, are you saying that our young lady isn't perfect? She has a wonderful personality and inherited the master's exquisite looks. I guarantee you won't find another child as lovely as this one once you leave this house."
He talks a lot.
Zhu Shenqu couldn't help but recall the face he had just seen.
It is exquisite and cute, with osmanthus flowers on its head, like a fairy child, and it smells fragrant.
You can indeed see the charm of Qingdai, but not those eyes.
The eyes are like the person he hates the most, so they are imperfect.