Dressed as a young lady, she became rich by relying on Pinxixi

Xu Siyu, who was idle at home most of the time, was a little depressed. Suddenly, there was a little cutie in the house, and she found that her mother didn't seem to love her anymore.

[The little brat is annoying], this kind of words can only be said in the heart, she is a mature lady, she can't be too stingy.

That day, Xu Siyu woke up from a nap and saw Xu Wangshi and Rui'er playing with Huzi. She felt really bored, so she cleaned up her room and the courtyard inside and out.

"Si Yu, come and take Hu Zi out to bask in the sun." Xu Wangshi was slow and needed Rui'er's help. Seeing her daughter fussing around in the yard, she simply asked her to help.

"Hey, here we come."

Xu Siyu took her little nephew and carried him around the yard.

"Knock, knock, knock", a series of knocks on the door came into the yard.

Someone who hadn't seen him for a long time came to visit, and Xu Siyu greeted him happily: "Long time no see, Master Lin!"

When the gatekeeper saw his sweetheart coming to greet him with a baby in her arms, the complacent Mr. Lin felt as if a basin of cold water was poured on him. The autumn sun shining on his body turned into a howling north wind, making him feel cold.

"You...your?" Lin Yiqing couldn't help stuttering, a wave of regret welled up in her heart. It was only a year, how could she...

"Ah?" Xu Siyu quickly realized she was misunderstood and introduced him to the man, "This is my nephew's grandson. What are you thinking?"

"Grandson? Grandson. Hello, grandson!"

Three grandsons in a row, what is this person implying? Xu Siyu immediately lost her joy at Lin's appearance.

No matter how much she dislikes him, he is still her own grandson. If others call him by that name, it is an insult.

Ever since the recipe was sold and Uncle Zhao took over the accounting, it seemed that Xu Siyu and Lin Yiqing had no contact since then, except for the time when Nanping Xiangmanlou slandered the pastries as poisonous.

Xu Siyu thought that their business relationship was maintained by transactions and dividends, and sometimes she felt sorry for not having a handsome and talkative companion.

"Mr. Lin, is there something you need? Could it be that Gao Bing is causing trouble again?"

The familiar pungent taste of chili peppers made Lin Yiqing feel that his mind had returned.

"Didn't you check the account books? Didn't you collect the dividends? Business is booming. How could a boss be so focused on causing trouble instead of making money?"

As Lin Yiqing spoke, he pointed inside the door, meaning that he should be invited in before talking.

Xu Siyu understood immediately, and asked Shi Jin to remove the gate bars to make it easier for Lin Yiqing's carriage carrying gifts to enter the yard.

There is no distinction between the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard when you enter the courtyard.

While Xu Siyu and Lin Yiqing were greeting each other at the door, Xu Wangshi had already been arranged by Rui'er to sit on a recliner.

Next to the recliner, a straw mat was spread on the ground, with a mattress on top. This was the crawling mat Xu Siyu had made for Hu Zi. Whenever the weather was good, Xu Wangshi could let Hu Zi crawl around on his own, and she and Rui'er could take care of him without any worries.

The crawling mat is surrounded by small toys. If Ruier wants to fight Huzi, he can use the small toys to trick him from the left to the right, and then from the right to the left.

This not only consumes Hu Zi's energy, but also exercises his limbs.

After entering the yard, Xu Siyu put Hu Zi on the crawling mat, and then invited Lin Yiqing to the small hall next to the kitchen which had been converted into a flower hall.

The small flower hall can only accommodate a round table.

The wide-open windows allow natural light into the hall, making it seem less depressing.

Using the word "flower", the hall was filled with her favorite jasmine pots inside and outside. The height of the flowers and leaves was just above the window sill. Although the flowering season had passed, there were still some flowers and fruits that had not fallen, still clinging to life in this season.

"'The green leaves are as bright as water, and the icy flowers are pale without makeup.'" Lin Yiqing walked into the flower hall and sat down, praising her: "You take good care of the flowers."

Green leaves and flowers adorn the gray walls and black tiles. It is not strong but lively. His girl has good taste.

A year passed, and the person he missed became more and more beautiful. Lin Yiqing couldn't bear to take his eyes off Xu Siyu.

Xu Siyu, feeling uneasy at being stared at, shook off the stiff gaze with her hand and asked, "You didn't come here just to praise me, did you?"

"Siyu, I passed the imperial examination."

Not to praise her.

Faced with this nonsensical... boast? Xu Siyu responded: "Oh. Congratulations!"

Outside the flower hall, Xu Wangshi, who had been paying attention to the situation in the hall, asked Rui'er to bring in tea and listen to what the two were talking about.

The graceful figure attracted Xu Siyu's attention, but it didn't draw Lin Yiqing's attention away. It was not until Rui'er stopped at the side of the flower hall and was about to leave that Lin Yiqing glanced at her and asked Xu Siyu, "Your niece?"

Xu Siyu: ...

【What kind of look? 】

"My maid, help me take care of my mother."

"Maid?" Lin Yiqing re-examined Xu Siyu's attire. It had more embellishments than before, and it was obvious that her family was wealthy and had no worries about life.

"Then could you please ask her to stay a little further away from me? I don't really like the smell of women's makeup."

The smell of powder? Unjust? Rui'er looked at Xu Siyu, pointed at her face, and shook her hands.

The facial cream on her face was given by Xu Siyu. Rouge and powder are completely useless. There are old and young people in the family. How could she not understand?

At most, you can moisturize it with some hand grease after washing.

What was wrong with this Mr. Lin? How could she be in his way standing at the door? If he made such a plot against her and upset her, what would she do?

Lin Yiqing didn't know that just because of this one sentence, Rui'er disliked him.

Not knowing whether Lin Yiqing wanted to discuss business, Xu Siyu went along with his wishes and let Rui'er go back to Xu Wangshi to take care of things.

There were only two people left in the flower hall, a man and a woman.

Lin Yiqing pulled out a brocade box from his chest, pushed it to Xu Siyu, and said lovingly: "The orioles are singing on the island in the river. A beautiful lady, a gentleman's ideal match."

If Xu Siyu had tea in her mouth, it would have been sprayed out at this moment.

But even without holding the tea in her mouth, Xu Siyu quickly swallowed a few mouthfuls of water.

"You...passed the imperial examination...are you crazy?"

Xu Siyu learned the story of Fan Jin passing the imperial examination. After being overjoyed, some people may suddenly become crazy.

"Are you sick? Are you trying to pursue me?" Xu Siyu touched her heart. She was only eighteen and had just become an adult. This guy must have thought she was an ignorant girl and was trying to deceive her feelings.

It's just such a double standard. The nephews and nieces of the Xu family all live according to the rhythm of the Dali Dynasty, while Xu Siyu looks at herself with the perspective of the 21st century.

"I long for a beautiful lady. But when I cannot get her, I think about her all the time. I am so carefree, and I can't sleep."

Xu Siyu: ...

"Alright, alright, stop reciting poetry. You're not sick, you're just trying to scare me."

[Sick!] Xu Siyu still thought so in her heart.

Not knowing how to face Lin Yiqing who was ill, Xu Siyu could only choose to avoid him.

"Rui'er, show the guest out!"

"Hey, here we come."

Rui'er rushed into the flower hall, stood between Xu Siyu and Lin Yiqing, and pressed towards Lin Yiqing step by step, forcibly creating a "way out" for Xu Siyu. Xu Siyu took the opportunity to leave the flower hall and hide back in his own room, no longer caring whether this was an appropriate way to treat people.