I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 44 - How could it be replaced
Chapter 44: Chapter 44 How could it be replaced?
Chapter 44 -44 How could it be replaced?
He XiuYu saw Qiao Qingyu agree and the heavy furrow between his brows slowly unfolded, as he took He Xuerong to brush her teeth and wash her feet.
After the little girl was tidied up, she was placed back on the kang bed.
Being her uncle, there were naturally some inconveniences involved.
Qiao Qingyu couldn’t help but speak up, “You go rest. I’ll take care of things here.”
“Thanks for your trouble.”
“It’s no problem.”
After exchanging polite looks for a few seconds, the superficial couple averted their gazes from each other.
He XiuYu spoke softly with He Xuerong for a few moments before leaving the east room.
Qiao Qingyu had already finished washing up, and He XiuYu had thoughtfully prepared the footbath water for her.
It must be because of He Xuerong’s arrival.
This was a man whose mind was delicate yet somehow not irritating.
Such a man could easily be fallen in love with.
Like Su Yunyao, like the original Qiao Qingyu, even though it was love at first sight, she genuinely liked him.
He was talented and accomplished, holding a high position at a young age, hailing from a good family, handsome, without bad habits, and faithful to love and marriage.
To be loved by such a man was truly a blessing.
But there are two sides to every person; the more seemingly gentle a man appears, the harder his heart is to reach.
All his detachment was concealed beneath a warm exterior.
He XiuYu was the kind of man who seemed close, yet in reality, was miles away from you.
Just like a flower in the fog.
Now this fog-enshrouded flower had gone to his western room, while Qiao Qingyu shut the door behind her. At that moment, He Xuerong was still stubbornly sitting beside a wooden box.
Qiao Qingyu was a stranger, and a child with autism like this wouldn’t react much to unfamiliar faces.
However, Qiao Qingyu noted that the child seemed to like sitting next to the box where bok choy was planted.
Qiao Qingyu was also tired from running around all day. She picked up the quilt from the kang cabinet, ready to rest.
After making her bed, she turned to the silent He Xuerong, who was staring at her, and said softly, “Rongrong, I’ll make your little quilt here by the box. You can sleep next to the bok choy tonight, okay?”
She didn’t expect a response, as Qiao Qingyu picked up the clean covers ready to move her before making the bed.
But she noticed that at some point, the little girl’s hands were tightly clutching the edge of the wooden box.
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Qiao Qingyu’s brows furrowed; the box wasn’t smooth, and even though she had treated it, there were still splinters on the edges.
She quickly made the bed, opened the kang cabinet, and tucked a White Rabbit creamy candy into a small drawstring purse, which she placed by the pillow in a gentle voice, “Rongrong, this little purse is for you. You can put your pocket money and treats in it. Oh, I’ll add a strap to it tomorrow so you can wear it on you. Now let go and see what’s inside the little purse…”
The child had autism, which hadn’t been for long, leading to the moderate condition, also influenced by her environment.
She was aware of the outside world and could understand what you were saying to her.
But she just didn’t cooperate much.
Sitting beside her, Qiao Qingyu felt a headache coming on.
She was actually very good at soothing children; after all, at the orphanage, it was mostly older kids taking care of the younger ones.
But precisely because of such experiences, Qiao Qingyu wasn’t exactly fond of children.
Seeing He Xuerong still not moving, her headache intensified and her patience began to wear thin. However, it seemed the child was getting sleepy, her usually wide-open eyes now at half-mast.
Out of impatience, Qiao Qingyu pinched a spot on each of the girl’s arms.
In the next second, the little girl’s hands shot open, and her eyes went wide again.
But Qiao Qingyu wasn’t speaking softly anymore, she briskly stripped off the child’s outer clothing and spread out the pajamas He Xiuyu had brought on the bamboo mat.
She changed the girl with utmost speed, then quickly tucked He Xuerong into bed, stuffed the small purse into her arms, and lay down at the head of the bed. With a snap, she turned off the light.
All her movements were fluid, without a single pause.
She felt so tired, “We can talk about it tomorrow.”
With the lights abruptly off, the room plunged into darkness. He Xuerong didn’t react much. She turned her head to glance at Qiao Qingyu lying on the other side, squeezed the purse stuffed in her hand, then turned back and gazed into the barely visible large leaf plants in the wood box. Somehow, her eyes slowly closed, and she quickly fell asleep.
It wasn’t a peaceful night, but Qiao Qingyu still slept soundly…
The door to the west room was left open. Lying on the bed, He Xiuyu couldn’t find sleep. He listened to Qiao Qingyu’s mumbling, saw the light in the eastern room go out, his face serene but his heart restless.
When he had made plans to bring Rongrong back, he had arranged everything and had not intended for Qiao Qingyu to help with the child.
Not to mention their relationship being in an awkward phase, even considering her character, he wouldn’t feel reassured leaving Rongrong in her care.
Currently, with no suitable guardian available, and Rongrong’s special circumstances, he intended to keep her by his side until the kindergarten was built.
The base had a hospital with excellent pediatricians, who could also provide specific treatment for Rongrong’s condition.
But at this moment, He Xiuyu had to admit that Qiao Qingyu had changed, as if she were a different person.
Yet she was still Qiao Qingyu; how could she be replaced?
But a person can change their character after experiencing life-or-death situations or severe traumas. Take Rongrong, for example. Before she turned four, she was quite the chatterbox, hurling herself into his arms whenever he returned, calling him “Little Uncle.” She sang for him, danced for him, chattering incessantly about what she found interesting.
She named the cabbages “large leaf,” she called her aunt “Dudu,” she liked puppies, often taking a bite of food, then feeding a bite to the puppy, whispering secrets nose to nose with the dog…
But now, she hadn’t spoken for a whole year.
She had lost interest in everything.
She withdrew into her own world and refused to communicate with anyone, including him whom she once dearly loved and clung to. What that world was like, no one knew.
Every time he thought about it, He Xiuyu felt a deep pang of sorrow.
He sighed inaudibly. No matter what, the current Qiao Qingyu spared him a lot of trouble. Although their marriage was farcical, he planned to earnestly carry on with it.
He Xiuyu waited until the east room was totally quiet before turning off the light. The room instantly went dark, and he slowly closed his lids and fell asleep.
At this divine moment, a few hundred meters from He Xiuyu’s house, standing in front of a courtyard wall, Su Yunyao watched as the light in the He’s west room went out. Then she slowly exhaled.
