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It's approaching evening, by Xingzi Lake.

At the end of an old street, there is a quiet and elegant courtyard.

The quiet courtyard is not far from Chengtian Temple. It is also one of the few courtyards by Xingzi Lake that was not demolished due to the Xingzi Lake construction site.

In the past, the property rights of this courtyard seemed to belong to an official family from another continent in the south of the Yangtze River. They stayed temporarily when they came to Xunyang City to worship Buddha on special days every year.

The courtyard has three entrances and exits. There is also a screen wall and flower screen in the front hall at the entrance, which is engraved with the sounds of birds and flowers. The decoration is quite stylish, reflecting the taste of the original owner.

However, in Ouyang Rong's opinion, the most praiseworthy and satisfactory thing about this home is the steps and the relatively small threshold. It seems that it was specially designed by an elderly couple who were the original owners of the care home.

Now it is convenient for the mute embroiderer to carry out her daily activities.

Ouyang Rong is very satisfied with this hospital. Pei Shisanniang is very reliable and useful. She quickly found such a rare courtyard and completed the check-in procedures in one afternoon...

This business woman's ability is still acceptable, except for the tendency of being a bit masochistic. Otherwise, she would not be able to hold the position of president of a large chamber of commerce, even if her family is rich.

The sun sets in the west and the sun sets at dusk.

The carriage driven by Ali was parked at the entrance of the quiet courtyard. There seemed to be a woman sitting in meditation, waiting for something together.

A carriage covered with precious silk from the Western Regions was also parked in a small alley not far from the quiet courtyard.

In the alley, Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang took the key and land deed from Pei Shisanniang, thanked him, and turned to leave.

Pei Shisanniang, who was sitting on her knees making tea in the car, opened a corner of the curtain with her little finger and looked curiously at the carriage in front of the quiet courtyard.

In the carriage, there seemed to be a faint sideways shadow of a slender and pretty girl, motionless.

Yan Liulang, who was following Ouyang Rong, suddenly turned around.

His cold look frightened Pei Shisanniang and she quickly put down the curtain, lowered her eyebrows and looked down, not to look at anything inappropriate.

However, in her heart, she was still extremely envious of the young lady whose name and identity she did not know.

It is really a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes. I can be favored by the young master and take care of him personally...

"Miss Xiu Niang, do you still like me?"

Ouyang Rong walked into the quiet courtyard and smiled at the azure blindfolded girl who turned her head left and right as if "looking around".

"This time I specially picked one with a small threshold to prevent you from tripping."

"OK."

Zhao Qingxiu couldn't sit still. She touched a circle of mahogany furniture in the front and back of the hall, nodding her little head.

Not long after, her slender figure stopped in the open space in the center of the courtyard. In the evening breeze, she pulled back her hair that was flying in the wind around her ears. She spun around in the wind, her skirt whirling, and then slowly stopped, her eyes covered with azure ribbons.

The girl tilted her head slightly and placed her palms next to her ears, as if listening to something.

Ouyang Rong crossed his chest, leaned against the door panel, and watched this scene silently... At this time, Yan Liulang, who was guarding the door, came in. Without squinting, he cupped his fists and whispered:

"In the Ming Dynasty, the abbot of Chengtian Temple came to visit with the monk in charge of Beitian Nursing Home. He said he was concerned about the accommodation situation of the blind and mute girl."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows. In name, this was a routine visit, and it was blameless. The Beitian Nursing Home had to prevent strange men from adopting orphans who were disabled and took poor care of them... But these monks from Chengtian Temple were fawning over each other.

Yes, both parties know it.

Ouyang Rong looked calm, and went out to pick them up. After dealing with it for a while, the abbot of Chengtian Temple and other old monks walked around casually. Of course, they did not dare to make things difficult, and he had already been told by Ouyang Rong to only call him Ouyang Sima throughout the process... Finally

, the two parties had a very happy conversation.

However, while entertaining these monks, Ouyang Rong discovered that there was a short, chubby little novice monk among them. His eyes were often looking in the direction of Xiu Niang, with a chubby face, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Zhao Qingxiu sat on the stone bench, facing the courtyard, motionless, as if in a daze, but at a certain moment, under the caring look of the young novice, she shook her head slightly;

The young novice breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes became a little complicated. He quietly looked at Ouyang Sima, who was chatting and laughing with the abbots, with a look of panic and fear in his eyes.

Ouyang Rong greeted everyone with a smile throughout the whole process without showing any signs of strangeness.

Half an hour later, at the entrance of the quiet courtyard, Ouyang Rongmu saw off the group of monks from Chengtian Temple and left. Yan Liulang came closer and asked in a low voice: "Mingfu, something is wrong with that little monk..."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, and Yan Liulang immediately stopped talking and retreated silently. Only Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu were left in the courtyard.

Without waiting for him to turn around, Zhao Qingxiu went straight into the kitchen, crackling——! Suddenly there was a sound of pots and pans coming from the kitchen door.

Ouyang Rong was stunned, looked at the dim sky, hesitated for a moment, and shouted:

"Miss Xiu Niang, forget it today, my aunt is still waiting for me to go back for the Lantern Festival dinner. She may be very busy in the evening. You have just settled down, so rest first..."

The sound in the kitchen suddenly stopped, and after a while, a girl with a sky-blue ribbon blindfolded her eyes walked out of the kitchen with her head lowered, and stood there, holding a few fingers together.

"Um...ah..." The voice sounded like she agreed, but when Ouyang Rong saw her, she still didn't take off her apron and just stood in front of the door without speaking.

The atmosphere in the hospital became quiet.

At this time, a few fireworks exploded in the sky in the distance, and the lively fireworks of the Lantern Festival began.

But it also highlights the loneliness of this courtyard.

When Ouyang Rong saw her missing little finger, his heart softened and he gritted his teeth and said:

"How about this? You... you wait for me. I'll go back first to finish dinner and take care of things there. Then... stop by at night. How about you make me a midnight snack? Well, there's no curfew anyway, so it's okay then.

Take you out for a walk..."

The girl who was blindfolded with a sky-blue ribbon suddenly had a happy face, and she made a "babble" in her mouth. She ran forward, pushed his back with both hands, and pushed him out the door.

I want him to leave early and come back early.

After Ouyang Rong walked out a few steps, he looked back at the waiting girl who was resting her chin on the stone bench in the courtyard, staring at the fireworks in the night sky... He slightly regretted agreeing in advance.
Chapter completed!