After being kicked out of the house, I was married back

Seeing Qi Huai like this, Qi Zhinian cried even harder, but his heart was so warm.

He even wondered, did Qi Huai find out about them after returning to Beijing and came here specially?Did Qi Huai come to see him specially?Is it true that Qi Huai also believes that their mother and child are not that bad, so would he be willing to listen to their explanation?

Shouldn't he be Qi Huai's disgrace?

is this correct?

The more he thought about it, the more Qi Zhinian felt that this was true. These days, how could he not panic, so many times he almost couldn't make it through? What he was most afraid of was not only being unable to take care of his mother, but also Qi Huai's disgust. he.

At this moment, all the fear poured out of the eyes along with the tears.

Thinking that Qi Huai didn't really hate him, Qi Zhinian cried more and more heartily, the haze in his heart for many days finally began to dissipate, and his heart became hot.

Qi Huai was a little surprised to see Qi Zhinian crying like this, but it was still quite interesting.

Qi Huai pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped Qi Zhinian's tears with his own hands, and Qi Zhinian burst into tears. In his eyes, the way Qi Huai treated him like this meant that Qi Huai really didn't hate him!

A pretty villain who cries to tears is beautiful as usual, and Qi Huai has never met anyone more interesting than this.

In particular, his eyes are round, shining, and extremely clear. When he cries, he is more pitiful and cute than the little deer who lost its mother at birth.

Qi Huai helped him wipe the little face clean, and wiped away the ink splashes on his face. The little face became more beautiful, and Qi Huai was very satisfied. He wanted to help Qi Zhinian get up, but Qi Zhinian was shocked just now. , Although the tears stopped, the person has not fully recovered, the body is not very cooperative, and he just couldn't get up.

Qi Huai got up, bent down and passed his hands under Qi Zhinian's armpits, and directly lifted him up.

Qi Zhinian felt a little embarrassed, he was already 16 years old, and it was getting more and more embarrassing for him to behave like an elder...

He secretly took a breath, stood up straight, tried not to be ashamed, and was thinking about what to say, should he say "I'm sorry" to Qi Huai first, or explain, or what?

After thinking about it in his mind, he just felt that it was wrong to say anything.

At this time, Qi Huai spoke first, with his warm face still on his face, and asked in an extremely soft voice: "What's your name?"

"..." Qi Zhinian froze.

The heart that was originally hot became cold in an instant.

That's right, how could he think so well, he was expelled from the house, why should he still fantasize that Qi Huai would forgive them, and how dare he fantasize that Qi Huai came here specially to find him.

In 16 years, Qi Huai had never seen him before, so how could he recognize him.

It's not that he didn't think of this before, but he also thought that he and his mother look so similar, Qi Huai will always recognize him when he sees him.

Thinking about it now, Qi Huai hasn't even seen his mother in these years, so he probably won't remember his appearance long ago. Under such circumstances, where can he go to know his appearance.

After all, he was daydreaming.

Qi Huai didn't know him at all, and he didn't come here for him at all.

Qi Zhinian's head drooped again, and under the ups and downs of his mood, his eye sockets became sore again. He tried to widen his eyes, not wanting to cry anymore.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Qi Huai didn't pay much attention to it, but looked at the Spring Festival couplets in his hand, and said again: "Your handwriting is very good, you should have practiced for many years."

Qi Zhinian whispered, "I started practicing calligraphy with a pen when I was three years old."

Qi Huai took a look at him. A young man who could write such words must not be from an ordinary family. Moreover, his eyes are vicious. Naturally, he could tell that this young man behaved very elegantly. He was probably from an extraordinary family, at least from a wealthy family. , but he is so down and out at this time, he doesn't have any good clothes, and he still needs to go to the Taoist temple to seek medicine. It seems that he is still writing Spring Festival couplets to sell money.

Since he is the little guy I am interested in, there is no need to poke a knife in his heart. Qi Huai did not continue to ask about his background, but asked: "Are you selling Spring Festival couplets?"

"Um……"

"How is business?"

"During the Chinese New Year, Spring Festival couplets are very easy to sell. Today is the three days I have sold Spring Festival couplets, and I have already made almost 500 taels of silver..." Qi Zhinian said honestly.

Qi Huai laughed, he is really a pure and pure person, he has never seen such an honest person since he was a child, and he couldn't bear to tease him any more.

He didn't speak, and Qi Zhinian also had nothing to say, he still planned to leave here.

When he bent down to pick up the book basket again, Qi Huai asked, "Going?"

"Well...I want to go home...my mother is still waiting for me at home..." Qi Zhinian thought for a while, then deliberately said, "I, today is my birthday...my mother prepared delicious food for me... "

When he said this, he looked up with the last expectation, hoping that Qi Huai would remember something.

It's a pity that Qi Huai doesn't know at all, let alone remember when his cheap son was born. He caught the burning eyes of the boy looking forward to it, and the boy in his eyes is more attractive, and his unbearable heart is gone. .

He smiled gently: "So today is your birthday, do you have a gift you want?"

"..." Qi Zhinian was puzzled.

"I send you."

Qi Zhinian was even more puzzled: "But, but...you don't know me at all...why did you give me a gift..."

If Qi Huai remembers who he is, it's understandable to give him a gift, but it's not like he didn't remember at all, so why give him a gift?

"We've met."

Since he didn't kill him that night, Qi Huai didn't shy away from this person knowing his other identity.He is conceited enough that such a teenager is not enough to threaten him.

"..." Qi Zhinian was even more confused when he heard this. When did they meet?

"Let's go." Qi Huai said as he was about to pick up his book basket, Qi Zhinian stepped forward, hugged the book basket first, and refused: "I, I don't want a gift...we don't know each other..."

He still understands the principle of not being rewarded for meritorious deeds.

Moreover, he and his mother had already felt very sorry for the Qi family, so how could they want their things.

Seeing his serious and round pupils, Qi Huai laughed again, and found him even more cute and interesting.

"Then you also write the couplets for me."

"I can write Spring Festival couplets for you...but I won't accept gifts...I can make money by myself now...I can support my mother..." Qi Zhinian emphasized emphatically.

Of course, Qi Huai didn't understand the meaning at all. He changed his way, looked up at the snow-covered alley in the distance, and sighed: "If you don't want gifts, let's have a meal together. I'm in a bad mood, I just met my little friend, I think it's a good match, and it's your birthday, so it's not too much to have a meal?"

Seeing his gloomy expression, Qi Zhinian still regarded him as close to the elders in his heart, so he immediately became concerned, and when he heard him call himself "little friend", he felt a little more comforted, and asked quickly: "What are you doing?" Why are you in a bad mood?"

"Oh, it's hard to say."

"..." Qi Zhinian didn't expect that the wise and mighty British Duke would also be in a bad mood, he was very distressed, almost without thinking, nodded, "I'll have dinner with you."

"..."

Qi Huai was stunned on the contrary, inevitably looked down at him again, refused to accept the gift, and talked about it casually, but believed it?Tell him not to know what to say.

Isn't this too easy to deceive?

Qi Zhinian put the book basket behind his back and walked up to him: "Let's go, let's go eat."

Qi Huai tried to take the book basket behind him, Qi Zhinian ducked back: "I can carry it myself."

Qi Huai didn't force him, he took the reins and led the horse, and said: "I haven't been in the capital all year round, and now I don't know anything about Shixing, you choose a place."

Qi Zhinian thought for a while, he knew all the best restaurants in the capital, but he couldn't go with Qi Huai, otherwise if he was recognized, something would happen, he pointed out the alley: "There is a restaurant there The noodle restaurant is delicious."

"it is good."

Qi Zhinian led the way, and Qi Huai led the horse and followed behind him leisurely, thinking that this matter was much more interesting than being watched by the people on the street.

Qi Zhinian thought, since he didn't recognize him, that's fine, so as not to embarrass both sides.

The next meal will be the only and last meal in his and Qi Huai's life, he will cherish it, and will always remember it in his heart.

The noodle shop is very close, but after a while, the two walked to the door.

The noodle restaurant is very small, and the owner was taken aback when he saw Qi Huai's character, and came up to say hello, but he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he helped Qi Huai lead the horse, and asked: "Mr. What?"

Qi Huai pointed to Qi Zhinian and said, "Ask him."

The boss looked at Qi Zhinian, who was dressed in rags, and was dumbfounded to himself. He thought, isn't this the new guy who wrote Spring Festival couplets? How did he hug such big thighs?He didn't dare to show it on his face, and asked Qi Zhinian with a smile on his face: "What do you want to use, Mr. Xiaolang?"

Qi Zhinian was used to being called, so he didn't respond at all. He still remembered that Nanny Ji said that Qi Huai's taste was bland, so he said, "Two bowls of fish noodle soup, both lay two eggs, thank you."

"Okay!" The boss immediately went down and ordered people to do it.

Qi Zhinian walked to the table in the store, turned around to sit down, saw that Qi Huai hadn't followed him, and looked in surprise, Qi Huai then came forward, sat down in front of him, and said: "It's your birthday, why not?" Since such a small noodle shop?"

Qi Zhinian smiled: "Eating a bowl of noodles is enough."

The smile from pursing his lips was obedient, strangely beautiful, and very pleasing to the eye, so Qi Huai smiled too.

The opportunity is rare, Qi Zhinian wanted to talk to Qi Huai more, but he really didn't know what to say, and was even more afraid of revealing too much, so he simply lowered his head and played with his fingers. Huaiqi never knew what it meant to be restrained, and he was a wanton son of a family after all.

Since it was his favorite, why not look at it more?

His eyes became more and more straightforward, and Qi Zhinian's head became lower and lower. He didn't know why Qi Huai looked at him like this, did he recognize him...

Previously, he hoped that Qi Huai would recognize him, but now he was afraid that Qi Huai would recognize him, so he finally had a bowl of birthday noodles together.

Fortunately, just when Qi Zhinian was about to fail, their two bowls of noodles came.

Qi Zhinian heaved a sigh of relief, and pushed Qi Huai's bowl towards him again, wanting to address him, but for a moment he didn't know how to address him, so he just said, "Your face."

Qi Huai guessed that he didn't know how to address himself, so he said generously, "Qi Huai."

"..." Qi Zhinian rested his hand on the side of the bowl.

"my name."

Qi Zhinian looked up at him, Qi Huai smiled brightly: "Keep it in mind."

"..." Qi Zhinian wanted to say, not only did he firmly remember it, he had engraved it in his heart for 16 years.

He hugged his bowl, and after a while, he whispered: "I, I don't know what my name should be."

Qi Huai knew that his guess was right, he was indeed in the fall of his family, maybe it was because his old name was not easy to use anymore, so he didn't ask any more.

The soup bowl was boiling hot and white smoke lingered, Qi Huai handed a pair of chopsticks to Qi Zhinian.

Qi Zhinian came back to his senses, took the chopsticks, looked at Qi Huai's bowl of noodles, and then thought of another question: "Are you used to this kind of noodles..."

He is a British citizen, so I'm afraid he can't eat the food in such a small shop.

Qi Huai smiled. In fact, his time in Wuming Temple was limited. Most of them were his substitutes. These years, he ran all over the world and was very busy. What is this kind of noodle shop? Sometimes he practiced in deep mountains and old forests. Even steamed buns are rare.

There is no need to say these things, Qi Huai directly ate the noodles with chopsticks.

He ate very quickly, but his movements were elegant, and he looked very appetizing. Qi Zhinian was already hungry, so he couldn't help but smile dumbfounded when he saw this, and buried his head in eating.

Qi Zhinian eats very slowly. When he was a child, his throat was scalded when he ate soup. Since then, whenever he eats, no one around him dares to speak, let alone remind him. finish eating.

Even now, this habit is hard to change.

After Qi Huai finished one bowl, he asked for another bowl, and after finishing two bowls, he only ate half of it. He was a little embarrassed, but Qi Huai advised him instead: "Don't worry, eat slowly."

Qi Huai was really not in a hurry, he was in a hurry to go home, there must be eunuchs waiting to see the ceremony at home, he was about to go to the palace to meet the emperor, it was so boring, he might as well watch the little beauty here.

Qi Zhinian really couldn't be in a hurry, and thinking that the two of them would part ways completely after eating this noodle, he was even more reluctant to eat fast.

But no matter how slow you are, the bowl is only that big, and when you finish eating, the bowl will gradually bottom out.

Qi Zhinian poked the bottom of the bare bowl with his chopsticks, Qi Huai felt that it was pitiful for the child to be dressed in rags, and wanted to give the child a new look while the shop outside was still open. After changing his clothes, he called the boss: "Account."

The boss bowed and walked over fawning: "You two have two bowls of noodles, a total of one hundred cash, thank you for your patronage!"

Qi Huai stretched out his hand to take out the money bag from his waist, but then he froze.

When he came to the city today, he was dressed as a British prince, how could he bring a money bag?

Qi Zhinian noticed his stagnation, looked at him curiously, saw his hand touching his waist, and found that it was naked.

Qi Zhinian was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that in the past, he would definitely not carry money with him!

If you want to buy something, you either have to pay the bill by the servants around you, or you can directly keep the account, and go back to the shop and go directly to the house to get the money.

Looking at Qi Huai again, he has the elegance of a fairy, and the dignity and grace of a child from a family. They should be two completely different temperaments, but they can't be more harmonious in him.

This is Qi Huai, with such a face, it is hard to hide the embarrassment now.

Qi Zhinian couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed outright.

The author has something to say:

If you don’t have money, you have to treat someone to dinner haha ​​O(∩_∩)O

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