Chapter 65

Xu Xingxing had to complete the work that Yan Jialin had given her on Zhoutian, and Huaijing suddenly offered to take her to see her parents, which caught her off guard, so Huaijing postponed the plan to take her to see her family until next week.

From Monday to Saturday next week, Huaijing drove Xu Xingxing to Qingping Temple.

Qingjiu Mountain in mid-April is covered with a layer of light emerald green. The mountain peaks soar into the clouds, and the sky is so blue that it seems to be connected with the mountain peaks.

The weather is fine today, the air seems to be thinned by the sun, and among the green mountains and green waters, the bells ring in the temple, long and heavy.

In the spring of Jiuxian Lake, there is no layer of water vapor that lingers on the lake in winter. Someone on the lake passed by in a boat, the bottom of the boat rippled in a circle, the ripples spread out, and the round stones at the bottom of the lake could be seen through the water.

Qing Jiushan is like an understated landscape painting, and Qingping Temple is like the most intense stroke in landscape painting.

As soon as she got out of the car, Xu Xingxing smelled the sandalwood incense wafting out of Qingping Temple, like a wisp of smoke, soothed her anxiety, and entered Qingping Temple with Huaijing.

Although today is Saturday, there are not many pilgrims. It may also be because they came earlier, and now the monks in the temple are chanting sutras in the Buddhist hall.

The chanting of the monks, like the Buddha beads in their hands, exuded a strong and quiet power, Xu Xingxing stood in the sun, and his heart gradually calmed down.

After meeting Huai Jing's mother, remember to go up to the incense stick before leaving.

"Go to her room and wait, the morning chanting will take a while." Under the sun, Huai Jing glanced at the monks who were chanting sutras in the Buddhist hall, and said lightly.

Xu Xingxing glanced at him, Huaijing met hers, and said, "The year my father died, my mother became a monk. Huaiwan was only five years old at the time, and she was clamoring for her mother every day, and I had to bring it with me almost every day. She came over and knew the time for the morning chanting here."

Huaiwan was five years old, and he was only twenty-three years old, and he had just graduated with a master's degree. His father died, his mother became a monk, and the relatives in the group were like wolves and tigers. He came to his mother with his young sister in his arms...

Huaijing's steel-and-steel will was hammered out like this.

Their ordinary family has the troubles of ordinary families, and in Huaijing's family, it is more than simple trouble.

Huaijing stood in the center of the yard, the incense around him was illuminated by the sun and wrapped around him. His light brown eyes were calm, and he seemed to have seen it all through.

"Do you know what I do with Guan Wan when my mother is chanting in the morning?" Huai Jing asked with a smile.

Seeing his calm appearance, Xu Xingxing also smiled, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

As soon as she finished speaking, her hand was pulled by the man, her fingers intertwined, and Huaijing led Xu Xingxing into the small courtyard next to the hall.

In the small courtyard, a red marriage card hangs on the marriage tree, and the red ribbon hangs down like rain. The breeze blew, and the marriage card made a crisp sound.

The spring marriage tree is already lush, like a big green umbrella covering the ground.

Standing under the marriage tree, Huaijing pointed to the marriage card on it, raised her eyes slightly, and said, "Look carefully, you can find a lot of Huaiwan's names."

As time passed, there were so many marriage cards on the marriage tree. Xu Xingxing looked at the sun-drenched leaves, and there were patches of mottled sunlight on her face, which made her itchy.

"Didn't find it?" Huai Jing asked when she saw that she was looking for it seriously.

Her neck was a little sour, Xu Xingxing glanced at Huaijing, her cheeks were a touch of pink, and she said, "I'm looking for you."

Huai Jing raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Isn't it yours?" Xu Xingxing looked up and continued to search. When I was a child, I threw it together with Huaiwan, so it's impossible to throw only Huaiwan's, right?

When Xu Xingxing was looking for it, a hand appeared in front of him, fair and slender. The back three fingers were pressed by the thumb, and only the index finger was extended, pointing in a certain direction.

Looking in this direction, Xu Xingxing saw two of the densely packed marriage cards.

One marriage card reads Xu Xingxing, and the other reads Huaijing.

Xu Xingxing's focused eyes slowly faded, she remembered that the marriage card was thrown by Chen Wanwan when she first came. She herself had forgotten where it was, but Huaijing could still find it.

This was the day Xu Xingxing separated from him and returned to Huai City. After Huaijing came out of his mother's room, he found Xu Xingxing's marriage card in the moonlight and threw it on it.

I can't remember how long I searched that night, Huaijing's eyes drooped slightly, met Xu Xingxing's eyes, and smiled lightly: "It is quite effective to seek marriage under the marriage tree."

There seemed to be a small flame in her throat, and after provoking her, her throat choked. Xu Xingxing smiled, looked at the marriage card full of trees, and said, "How many boyfriends does Guanwan have?"

"Guan Wan has a boyfriend?" A woman's shocked voice came in at the entrance of the small courtyard.

The two people under the marriage tree turned their eyes to the door of the small courtyard.

At the door stood a woman of about forty years old. She was wearing a blue robe. The robe was long and wide, and the figure of the woman could not be seen at all. But under such a rough monk's robe, the woman's face was exquisite and beautiful.

She has no makeup on her face, it has been shaved, and her hair is very beautiful. Long eyebrows and peach blossom eyes, a nose and cherry lips, a standard oval face with a slender neck and some neck lines.

She is old, but she does not have the old and decadent feeling of a woman when she is old. Her light-brown eyes are extraordinarily dazzling, revealing some detached innocence, like a lily that first blooms after the rain.

Looking at her eyes and eyebrows, Xu Xingxing recognized her. Huaijing next to her put her hand on her shoulder and called out to the man, "Mom, this is Xu Xingxing."

Xu Xingxing blushed, lowered his head and called out, "Hello, Auntie."

He Qingru had just finished reciting in the morning, and she was still wearing a string of Buddha beads on her hand. Although she was beautiful, she did not have any aggression. She looked soft and demure. Looking at Xu Xingxing, her peach blossom eyes lit up, and she said, "Hello, I heard Huaijing say you, you have been waiting here for a long time, go to my room."

When He Qingru spoke, he sounded innocent and hearty like a child. Xu Xingxing gradually let go of his nervousness and followed her to her room.

The hills behind Qingping Temple are basically huts of thirty or forty square meters, with blue tiles and white walls, revealing some quaint and ancient charm.

The hut is a one-bedroom, Xu Xingxing took off his shoes with the mother and son after entering. There was an open window in the room, the wooden window was propped up by a piece of wood, and a square piece of sunlight fell on the small table in the center.

There was a lamp on the small table, and beside the lamp was a scripture wrapped in cloth. There is also a pen holder next to it, which holds several pens and a small book beside it.

In addition to these, there is also a set of tea sets. The tea set is a purple clay pot, which looks simple and unremarkable.

Generally, this kind of purple clay pot is made by simmering good tea. Some pots that look more inconspicuous, the longer they are simmered, the more valuable they are.

After the three of them sat down, Huai Jing opened the teapot and began to brew tea. As soon as the lid of the teapot was opened, Xu Xingxing first smelled a scent of tea, which seemed to be the scent of the teapot.

While making tea in Huaijing, Xu Xingxing glanced at the table, and only when he was close did he clearly see the brand name of He Qingru's table.

The lamp is Gucci, the plaid bag for the book is Burberry, the pen holder is Prada, and the small book next to the pen holder is Chanel...

Looking at all this, Xu Xingxing remembered the nun covered in famous brands that Chen Wanwan saw last time, and it seemed that she was really Huaijing's mother.

"I like to collect these." Seeing Xu Xingxing looking at it, He Qingru smiled and said, "These things are not expensive, but they are very beautiful."

No... not expensive?

However, He Qingru was a princess in the He family, and she was always favored after marrying Huaijing's father. Famous brands are easily accessible to the rich.

Like He Qingru, she doesn't care what the brand is, she just thinks it looks good, so she just buys it and uses it.

In my impression, a woman covered in famous brands should be a noble and glamorous lady, and Huaijing's mother...

Huaijing brewed tea next to him, and He Qingru handed a cup to Xu Xingxing happily, telling Xu Xingxing like a child selling a lollipop he had eaten: "This tea is delicious, He Yu made it, it is delicious. You're dead, try it now!"

Seeing the smile on her face, Xu Xingxing was also infected unconsciously. She took the teacup, nodded politely and said, "Okay, thank you Auntie."

Huaijing's mother is very cute.

Because of He Qingru's character, the atmosphere of meeting the parents has become very intimate and peaceful.

He Qingru is not only a lover of big-name shoes and bags, but also a skin care product lover. Xu Xingxing just finished drinking tea, and after a few chats, he didn't know why it got on his skin.

She sat cross-legged, her butt was slightly raised, her arms were placed on the table like a primary school student to support her, and a pair of beautiful peach eyes looked carefully on Xu Xingxing's face, and then began to analyze her face for her. skin problems.

That's as rare as a salesman from Watsons.

After she finished the analysis, she picked a pen, made a list in a small notebook and handed it to Xu Xingxing, saying, "You can replace your skin care products with these..."

Xu Xingxing looked at the pile of big brands listed on the paper, not only skin care products, but also He Qingrulian's perfume brands and models to suit her.

"You don't need to spend money, Huaijing can make money. You buy it, do you hear?"

He Qingru pointed at his son with clean and tidy nails, as if arranging for him to buy a bottle of soy sauce.

Huaijing raised her eyebrows, took the list with ease, and replied lightly, "Yes."

It seems that He Qingru usually arranges him like this.

Seeing the parents is nothing more than small talk. After getting to know each other, the topic comes to the bond they know - Huaijing.

"Huai Jing is like his father and listens to his wife's words. But there is one thing, when solving problems, it is simple and rude, not romantic at all."

Hearing what she said, Xu Xingxing raised his eyes and looked at Huaijing sitting next to her. Huaijing was sitting on the side by the window, with his hands on his side, his body leaned back slightly, and his posture was lazy and idle.

In front of her and He Qingru, he seemed to be extraordinarily relaxed, his eyelashes glowed in the sun, a smile appeared in his light brown eyes, and his expression was relaxed and natural, completely different from usual.

He used to look like a block of ice, but now he looks like a strawberry-flavored smoothie.

When she looked at him, the man seemed to notice it, his eyes turned to her side, and the smile deepened in his eyes.

Xu Xingxing retracted his gaze, his face was slightly hot, he took a sip of tea and said, "He's okay."

Huaijing looked at her earlobes that were gradually tanned in the sun, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly.

"Really?" Xu Xingxing's answer shocked He Qingru. After she was shocked, she finally made a conclusion with emotion, "Thanks to my excellent gene neutralization."

Xu Xingxing: "..."

Chatting with He Qingru, the whole atmosphere is relaxed and pleasant, just like basking in the winter sun, not dazzling and very comfortable. He Qingru is a person who is easy to satisfy and has a simple mind. He looked happy and didn't care about anything.

This point, Huaiwan completely inherited.

Speaking of Huaiwan, He Qingru asked worriedly, "You said that Guanwan has a boyfriend? Is it true?"

Thinking about it, she heard Xu Xingxing and Huaijing's joke and took it seriously, and she still hasn't let go. Xu Xingxing was about to explain when Huaijing raised his chin next to him and said, "Yes."

Xu Xingxing was stunned for a moment, glanced at Huai Jing, and He Qingru's face had changed a bit.

"You two brothers and sisters, one is looking for a girlfriend at a very old age, and the other is looking for a boyfriend at a young age. It really breaks my heart."

I don't know where she has been worried, Huaijing only said: "She will return to China after this semester. You can go home and discipline her well."

Xu Xingxing understood Huaijing's intention.

He Qingru came to become a monk at the time to avoid suspicion, but now the matter is over, and he can return to the secular world.

Looking at his son, He Qingru's expression was calm, and after a while, he said, "Forget it, let her find her. I made her so beautiful, what's wrong with finding a boyfriend?"

Xu Xingxing: "..."

Sometimes, heredity is really powerful.

Huaijing and Xu Xingxing ate the vegetarian meal at Qingping Temple at noon. He Qingru was quite prestigious in the temple, and many monks folded their hands to greet her on the way to Zhaitang.

When she saluted back, Xu Xingxing looked at her pious and humble expression, and realized that she might not return to the vulgar in the future.

Everyone thought that she became a monk to avoid suspicion, but perhaps, in her heart, it was actually out of her deep love and loyalty to Huaijing's father.

After dinner, Huai Jing took the call from the company and walked out of the restaurant. Xu Xingxing and He Qingru walked out later.

The Zhaitang of the temple is at the highest point of the temple, where the sun is most abundant. When going out, He Qingru stood on one side, looking at the mountain opposite Qing Jiu Mountain, and after a while, he smiled and said.

"Your name is very nice. Huaijing liked the stars when he was a child."

The starry sky that Huaijing liked when she was a child is naturally not the same as her. But He Qingru's words still made her a little shy.

"He's a long-term lover." He Qingru's voice was low, and the light brown eyes were as indifferent as water. But in this indifferent depth, there is a thick layer of longing.

Xu Xingxing looked at her expression and raised his eyes slightly.

When she was about to speak, He Qingru smiled again and returned to her usual appearance. She looked at Xu Xingxing and said with a smile, "My son will be handed over to you."

With a movement of his throat, Xu Xingxing looked at He Qingru, smiled lightly, and nodded, "Okay."

He Qingru is practicing now, so Huaijing and Xu Xingxing can't disturb him for too long. After the fasting meal, the two were ready to set off for their journey back. Before leaving, He Qingru gave Xu Xingxing the gift prepared in advance.

She prepared a large box of gifts, and Huaijing held the box, which contained customized and limited-edition classic bags and jewelry of various brands.

Xu Xingxing has never seen big-name jewelry and designer bags delivered in such a bold manner as steamed buns. She was at a loss for a moment, and looked up at Huai Jing.

Holding a box of things, Huai Jing glanced down at the things inside. Everything was new, and the jewelry was bought by He Qingru when he was in the Huai family.

He looked calm, looked at a colored diamond pendant, and asked, "Isn't this all your treasure?"

"Yes~" He Qingru readily admitted, she glanced at Xu Xingxing, her eyes were full of love, "Xingxing is also my baby, I gave the baby to the baby, what's the matter!"

Huaijing raised her lips slightly, looked at Xu Xingxing on the side, and said lightly, "It's nothing."

After putting things in the car, Xu Xingxing opened the car door and got into the car first, knowing that the mother and son had something to talk about.

When Xu Xingxing got in the car, He Qingru took his eyes back and said with a smile in his eyes, "Take Xingxing to the mansion."

Looking down at her mother, Huai Jing's answer was short and neat.

"Don't go."

"Show it to the old lady." He Qingru said, "She doesn't agree with her, I'm your mother, I just agree."

After speaking, He Qingru pursed her lips and said, "Take it to show your grandma, and treat it as if it was for your father."

Huaijing looked at He Qingru, the expression on her mother's face did not change, but the beads on her hands stopped twisting, and the sunlight reflected on her clean fingernails.

He opened the car door and got into the car, Xu Xingxing waved goodbye to He Qingru outside the car, and when the figure in the quiet place could not be seen, Xu Xingxing retracted his gaze.

"My mother asked us to go to the mansion."

Seeing her look back, Huaijing told her the content of his conversation with He Qingru.

Xu Xingxing's eyes moved, and he glanced at Huaijing who was driving next to him. The man sat in the driver's seat with a dull expression.

To be honest, Xu Xingxing understood He Qingru's thoughts, just like her mother, she always wanted her and Xingyuan not to be too far from Xu's house.

Although Huaijing's words were declarative sentences, they were actually asking Xu Xingxing's opinion. Xu Xingxing had no opinion, nodded and said, "Okay."

Glancing at the woman sideways, Huaijing's lips twitched and said, "Then it will be over now."

Xu Xingxing: "..."

So fast?

When the two arrived at the mansion from Qingping Temple, it was already past four in the afternoon. As soon as Huai Jing entered the door, a chubby woman in her fifties or sixties walked over. Seeing him and Xu Xingxing, his face brightened and he said, "My wife is pruning the flowers and plants in the yard."

When spring arrives, the flowers and plants in the living room and courtyard are all trimmed by Mrs. Mei herself.

The atmosphere of the mansion and Qingping Temple are completely different. Xu Xingxing has been here once and remembers the deserted and empty space when he came last time. And this time, it seems to be more lonely than the last time, revealing a strong sense of indifference.

The two crossed the corridor to the living room where Xu Xingxing met Mrs. Mei last time. There was no one in the living room. Huaijing opened the side door and the two went to the other courtyard of the living room.

Mrs. Mei was wearing a dark blue cheongsam and a string of fine pearl necklaces around her neck. Her hair was meticulously combed, and she had light makeup on her face, which gave her some good looks.

When Huaijing entered the door, she was repairing camellias. When she heard the door open, Mrs. Mei stood up. After seeing Huaijing and Xu Xingxing, the old man smiled and said, "You are here?"

After she finished speaking, she handed the pruning knife in her hand to the gardener next to her, looked at Xu Xingxing and asked, "Are you Huaijing's girlfriend?"

Mrs. Mei's face was gentle, with the kindness unique to the elderly, Xu Xingxing unconsciously relaxed, nodded and said, "Yes, hello madam."

"Just call me grandma." Mrs. Mei said kindly, holding Xu Xingxing's hand. She had just taken the pruning knife, and her palm was a little cold. She looked up at Huaijing and said, "Since it's Huaijing's daughter. Friend, we will call with him."

Now that Mrs. Mei said so, Xu Xingxing's face flushed slightly, and after looking at Huaijing, she called out, "Grandma."

"Let's have dinner here tonight," said Mrs. Mei, "what do you like to eat? I'll ask Mother He to prepare it for you."

"She likes to eat fish." Huaijing next to Xu Xingxing replied.

Hearing that Xu Xingxing likes to eat fish, Mrs. Mei's face became clear, and she smiled and said, "No wonder you let Mother He cook fish every time. I remember that you didn't eat fish very much when you were young."

During the conversation, Mrs. Mei's face was filled with emotion. She looked at the yard and said with a smile, "You used to play here with Xiaohan and the others when you were young, and in a few days, you are going to have a family now. When you were young, your grandfather told me that you would grow up, get married and have children in the blink of an eye. From now on, we will watch your children play in this yard. However, after you get married, you all move out of the big house. Even if you have children, you will not be here. play."

She said it very inadvertently, but Xu Xingxing still accurately felt the phrase "your children" she mentioned.

Maybe she was over-hearted, maybe she was sensitive, Xu Xingxing's hand that had just been warmed became as cold as her heart.

"Let's go, let's go into the room." Mrs. Mei didn't seem to notice Xu Xingxing's change, she took Xu Xingxing's hand and walked into the living room.

Huai Jing looked at the old lady's back, the corners of her lips were slightly pressed, and her eyes followed with a heavy look.

It's still a while before dinner time. Mother He is preparing in the kitchen, and the three of them are sitting and drinking tea in the living room. After arriving in the living room, Xu Xingxing was pulled to his side by Huaijing. She was still thinking about what happened just now, and when the man held her with his fingers, he gave her some warmth.

Xu Xingxing looked up at him, Huaijing sat there with a lazy and cold expression, which was completely different from his expression in Qingping Temple.

The nanny at home helped pour the tea, and the topic of chat between Mrs. Mei and Xu Xingxing also returned to commonplace. She seemed to only know Xu Xingxing's name, and she didn't know anything else. She asked Xu Xingxing's hometown, how many brothers and sisters there were, and so on.

Seeing the concern revealed in her eyes, Xu Xingxing answered them one by one, and her hands gradually warmed.

While she was drinking tea and listening to Mrs. Mei's words, the old lady held a teacup and asked a question.

"When are you going to have a baby?"

In one sentence, it precisely poked Xu Xingxing's heart.

Xu Xingxing shook her hands and spilled the tea on her body. She hurriedly put down the teacup, and the man beside her had already brought the tissue.

The man lowered his head slightly and wiped the tea on her clothes with a tissue. His expression was indifferent, and under his long and thick eyelashes, those light brown eyes made it impossible to guess his emotions.

After wiping Xu Xingxing's clothes, he raised his hand and touched her face, signaling her not to be nervous. Afterwards, he clenched the tissue in his hand and looked up at Mrs. Mei opposite.

"Today's meal, if you still want to eat, eat it. If you don't want to eat, let's go."

Mrs. Mei is a very personable person. Looking at her appearance, she actually checked out Xu Xingxing's background and knew that Xu Xingxing had divorced her ex-husband because of infertility.

He didn't want to come to the mansion. For the property of the Huai family, Mrs. Mei could be so ruthless to her grandson, not to mention a woman like Xu Xingxing.

If she kept her mouth shut in the courtyard, it would be fine for him to endure it for the sake of his parents today, but this time he brought it up so straightforwardly, so he wouldn't plan to endure it anymore.

Huaijing was obviously angry, but Mrs. Mei's expression was flat. She spoke to Huaijing in a very rational tone: "What about the Huai family?"

Huaijing pursed her lips, looked at the old lady opposite, and said in a deep voice, "What can I do? Donate to the infertility agency."

Today's meal was ultimately unfinished.

On the way back, compared to Xu Xingxing, Huaijing was more silent. When they got home, Xu Xingxing went to the kitchen to cook, while Huaijing called Leo. After Leo came, the two were in the office not knowing what to discuss.

After Xu Xingxing finished cooking, he got up and called Huaijing.

In the study, Leo had already left, and only the man was sitting behind the desk, his knuckled fingers tapped on the keyboard, his long eyebrows and a pair of peach blossom eyes were lightly raised.

Beside him, Mimi was lying on the table, her blue eyes staring at the computer screen in a daze.

As soon as she entered, Mimi noticed it, and after meowing at her, she jumped off the table and ran into her arms.

Behind the computer, the man raised his eyes slightly, his serious look flashed away after seeing her, his hand moved for a while, and Xu Xingxing walked over with Mimi in his arms.

On the computer screen, Huaijing was drafting a document.

"Share transfer book?" Mimi's hair in her arms scratched her face, and Xu Xingxing narrowed his right eye slightly.

"Yeah." Huaijing responded lightly and said lightly, "I will transfer half of my shares in the Huai's Group to you."

Xu Xingxing: "..."

He Qingru's gift of luxury is like a steamed bun, and Huaijing's gift of shares is like a fruit. Their families are really in the same line.

Xu Xingxing couldn't react, Huaijing pulled her to her body, and she hugged Mimi and sat in the man's arms. Looking at the black and white words on the computer screen, Huai Jing didn't seem to be joking.

"Are you trying to get revenge on your grandma?"

Mrs. Mei considered Mrs. Huai so important, but he gave something she thought was so important to an outsider.

"The dowry." Huai Jing squeezed her earlobe and said with a smile, "It was the same when my father married my mother."

But later, after his father died, He Qingru transferred her shares to him. And his father's share was taken back by Mrs. Mei.

Rather than a betrothal gift, it is better to say that Huaijing gave her a sense of security.

Obviously, what Mrs. Mei said today was more stimulating to Huaijing. He was afraid that Xu Xingxing would become sensitive and inferior because of what Mrs. Mei said, so he simply used this "dowry gift" to root out her worries.

Xu Xingxing felt a bit sour in his throat, looked up at Huaijing, and thought that he had regained these shares in ten years, and the feeling in his heart was even deeper.

She smiled, looked at Huaijing, and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will run away with these stocks after you transfer them to me?"

Under the light, the man's facial features are handsome and delicate. He raised his eyes and asked, "You ran away with the shares, can you manage it well?"

Xu Xingxing was stunned.

The man's lips curled slightly, his eyebrows were smiling, and he said softly, "Run with me, and I can help you run the company."

Eyelashes trembled slightly, Xu Xingxing looked at Huaijing and sighed softly.

Whether it's stocks or anything else, Xu Xingxing doesn't need it.Now what she needs most is that she can get pregnant, she can give birth to a child that belongs to her and Huaijing.

Huaijing is right, if you want to have a child, you can't give birth just by thinking, and you must put it into practice.

However, after their practical actions all night, the child did not come, and Xu Xingxing's period came.