Chapter 69 Stop! Theresre People Passing by (1/2)
After that, Ying Qingcang's happy life returned. At the same time, the summer vacation was running out. The day before they left, he brought Xin Qing to a lavender field dozens of miles away from the town.
”It's so beautiful!” Xin Qing admired, looking at the large field of baby blue and pinkish-purple lavender.
Ying Qingcang signaled with a nod and said, ”Go ahead. Don't you want to roll inside?” Xin Qing mentioned before that it would be wonderful to roll in the sweet and soft lavender sea.
”The field must have an owner. How can we tread on other's property?” Xin Qing rolled her eyes to him.
Ying Qingcang held her to his chest at once and, regardless of her scream, rushed into the field and said, ”Now, it's yours!”
”You bought it?” Xin Qing threw her arms around his neck and stared at him with blinking eyes.
Ying Qingcang dropped her into the lavender field and answered satisfactorily, ”Yes. So you can roll inside as much as you want.”
”Hahahaha!” Xin Qing was full of joy and rolled in the field. She pulled a handful of petals and threw them into the sky. ”Thank you, Ying Qingcang! Thank you very much!” She looked at Ying Qingcang, her eyes full of love and appreciation.
Ying Qingcang opened his arms automatically, and Xin Qing jumped up and fell into his embrace. The two fell back because of inertia and rolled into the deep lavender sea.
”It's such a waste to have the field lying here without any use.” Xin Qing poked Ying Qingcang's face with the flower branch. Ying Qingcangput her finger into his mouth, gave it a bite and said, ”Let's purchase a cosmetic company when we go back and use the lavender to make cosmetics. What do you think?”
Hearing this, Xin Qing rolled over and pressed on his chest, asking, ”Am I the boss?”
”Well... I can think about that.” Ying Qingcang's hands became restless again. Xin Qing stared at him and thew him a punch, ”What're you doing? It's broad daylight. There're people passingi by!”
Ying Qingcang pinched her soft waist and said, ”I'll just have a touch. What are you thinking about?”
”Then tell me if I'm the boss!” Xin Qing stuffed a flower into his mouth. Ying Qingcang rolled over and pressed her under him, saying vaguely, ”It'll be yours if you make me comfortable.” Finishing these words, he pressed his kiss on her, with a smell of lavender in the mouth. Xin Qing tried to push him away but didn't have enough strength, allowing him to feed the flower into her own mouth.
When the setting sun dyed the field golden, the two walked from the flower sea. Xin Qing tidied her clothes, her cheek blushed, and kept rolling her eyes toward Ying Qingcang. Ying Qingcang put his arm around her shoulder and said with satisfaction, ”Good performance. I'll let you be the boss!”
The second day, they returned to the Ying Ancestral Home. In front of the door, Monica was waving toward her from far away.
”Rong Siman returned, together with her son!” Monica held Xin Qing and told her, ”Be careful. I think she becomes weirder.”
Xin Qing handed the gift to Monica while packing her suitcase, saying, ”Hehe, I know she won't give up. She's the typical kind. If she couldn't get it, she won't allow others to have it.”
”Tut-tut. Luckily, Uncle Ying doesn't like her either, or the Ying Family would have long been occupied by her.” Monica opened the gift. It was a lavender gift bag. She took a smell and thanked Xin Qing. Xin Qing nodded and added. ”That's stranger. Why did he marry her if he didn't like her. Besides, marrying the girl of his dead friend...” Xin Qing shrugged. ”Isn't that strange?”
”Our guess would change nothing. Anyway you're going back and I'm going to the university. Whatever she does has nothing to do with us.” Monica examined Xin Qing and asked, ”Am I wrong or you become more beautiful when you return from the trip?”
”Do I?” Xin Qing touched her face and said smilingly, ”Perhaps because I've been in a good mood!”
Monica curled her lips and ushered her downstairs.
No matter how much they wanted to avoid her, they had to see her during supper. Besides, since they were going back tomorrow, Ying Hao arranged a big dinner for everyone. When Xin Qing saw Rong Siman, she was wearing a smile and talking to a teenage boy.
”Muhai, this is your brother's friend. Call her aunt.” Xin Qing blinked her eyes. Rong Siman quickly dragged the boy beside her and introduced, ”Xin Qing, this is my son!”
”Poof!” Monica laughed out loud and winked at Xin Qing.
Ying Qingcang glanced over with cold eyes and was about to speak when Xin Qing quickly sat beside him and pressed his hand. She looked at Muhai and said smilingly, ”I'm Ying Qingcang's lassie. You don't have to call me aunt. I'm much younger than your mother. You can call me sister!”
Without a doubt, the woman didn't give up. The relationship between her and Ying Qingcang became friendship in her words. Her son called Ying Qingcang brother, but called her aunt. Xin Qing thought this was ridiculous. Last time, Ying Qingcang almost strangled her to death, but she didn't know when to be afraid and kept on provoking her.
”You don't deserve my brother. He marrys you only because of the Ancestral Behest.” Ying Muhai looked at Xin Qing with despise, ill-mannered.
Ying Qingcang immediately threw over the fish soup. Rong Siman quickly dragged Ying Muhai aside. The blue and white porcelain bowl fell with a crash and the fish soup splashed all over Rong Siman and her son. Ying Muhai was afraid of Ying Qingcang since he was small. Seeing this, he burst out crying at once.
”Woo... Mother.” He jumped in Rong Siman's arms. Rong Siman checked him in a hurry, worrying that he might be burnt. Then she glanced at Ying Qingcang with red eyes. Seeing that all his attention was on Xin Qing, she bit her teeth and turned to Ying Hao.
”Ah Hao, look. Muhai is only a kid. He knows nothing and is crying with fear.”
Monica sneered, ”Right. The kid knows nothing. Who teaches him to say that?” She threw a glance at Rong Siman. The woman really wouldn't give up until the last minute.