Qiaohong responded, got up from the bed, rushed to the window and looked out.

Sure enough, she saw her father chatting with Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang at the entrance of the tea garden.

Luo Fengtang was wearing a black robe today, with his hands behind his back, standing there tall and tall.

From her angle, she couldn't see his front face, only his neatly profiled profile.

Just a profile of his face made Qiaohong fascinated.

She thought of the dream she had last night. In the dream, he seemed to be wearing the same clothes.

Could it be that the things in the dream are about to come true?

Not only did Qiao Hong's cheeks feel hot, but her heart was also beating fast.

And he seemed to have noticed something. He was talking to Xu Yuanming when he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the room.

Frightened, Qiaohong quickly crouched down to avoid his gaze, her heartbeat already in her throat.

Then, she tiptoed back to the closet and began to rummage through the cabinets to find the set of clothes she was most satisfied with.

What kind of top should go with what kind of skirt, shoes on your feet, belt around your waist, ribbon on your head, and by the way, you should put on a little rouge and gouache. You must stand in front of him brightly and make him shine.

Bright.

However, the wardrobe that I am usually very satisfied with seems to be missing a certain set of clothes no matter how I rummage through it.

She was not completely satisfied with every set of clothes, so she kept looking and choosing, anxiously, until Mrs. Zhang came knocking on the door, and she reluctantly found a set of apricot red clothes on the boat.

Then she tied her hair into a bun.

Holding the small bronze mirror and looking around, the bun seemed a bit mature and dull, not suitable for my age.

The bun was loosened and she tied it into thin braids again.

Looking from left to right, it seems a bit childish. She should show him more femininity.

Shinobu often says that men are like steel and women are like water. When you first encounter water, you can become soft as a finger.

After a lot of trouble, it wasn't until Mrs. Zhang came to knock on the door for the third time that Qiaohong opened the door.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes couldn't help but light up when she saw the pretty and charming daughter in front of her.

"Ah, my daughter is so pretty. She looks like a fairy descending to earth."

Qiaohong was in a good mood today, and Zhang's words gave her even more confidence.

"Come on, mother, I'll go to the kitchen and help you cook."

"Oh, you are so clean and beautiful, why can you go to that smoky place in the kitchen? It will be bad if you get your clothes dirty."

Qiaohong thought about it, "Then I'll help my mother set the table and dishes."

"No need, go to the tea garden and call your father and General Luo to come over for breakfast."

"Have they not had breakfast yet?"

"Yeah, I said I went up the mountain before dawn."

"Okay, then I'll go to the tea garden and call them."

The sun had just risen from the east, and its faint rays of rays of light filtered through the clouds and fell on the green grass below.

Various wild flowers bloomed on the grass, and butterflies danced among the flowers. Qiaohong walked briskly on the way to the tea garden, feeling as happy as if she was also a colorful butterfly.

In front of her, she could already hear their voices, and Qiaohong suddenly became nervous.

She obviously wanted to see him as soon as possible, but when she got there, she suddenly became nervous and scared, and wanted to turn around and run away.

Finally, she gritted her teeth, tugged on the hem of her skirt, took a deep breath, and walked forward assuming what she thought was the best posture.

"father."

When she was almost there, she called out loudly.

In front of the ditch among the tea trees, her father Xu Yuanming straightened up when he heard the sound, and when he saw it was her, a smile appeared on his face.

"Qiaohong is here? What's going on?"

However, Qiao Hong's eyes glanced at Xu Yuanming's side, her face flushed and she said sweetly: "Mother sent me to call you back for breakfast."

When he heard that breakfast was about to be eaten, Xu Yuanming quickly lowered his head and called others: "Brother Luo, let's go and have breakfast first and then come back."

"okay!"

Immediately, Blacksmith Luo also stood up from the tea tree ditch and smiled kindly at Qiaohong.

Qiaohong blushed slightly and said hello to Blacksmith Luo, but she secretly glanced behind Blacksmith Luo, her heart in her throat and her cheeks getting hot, waiting for Luo Fengtang who was about to get up.

However, Blacksmith Luo put his arm around Xu Yuanming's shoulders and walked towards the exit of the tea garden. After walking for several steps, Luo Fengtang didn't show up.

Blacksmith Luo noticed something, stopped suddenly, turned to Qiaohong and asked loudly: "Qiaohong, why are you still so stunned? Let's go, let's go eat!"

Only then did Xu Yuanming realize that his daughter had not followed, so he smiled and said, "Come quickly."

Qiaohong glanced at the tea tree ditch where they were staying before, then turned to look around, "Where is General Luo?"

Blacksmith Luo was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "He has left long ago."

"gone?"

Qiaohong's brows knit together, her voice subconsciously rose a little higher, her eyes were stunned, and her face turned pale in an instant.

Blacksmith Luo was a rough man and didn't pay attention to her reaction, so he continued: "Yes, I've been gone for a while."

"Why did General Luo leave? Didn't you have breakfast?"

The loss in Qiaohong's heart could not be described in words. She was holding on to the tea tree beside her, her body was a little unsteady, and her words were a little incoherent.

However, Blacksmith Luo said in a good-tempered way: "He just dropped by to take a look, but he will go elsewhere later."

"Then will he come back later?" Qiaohong asked again.

When she asked this question, Qiaohong immediately realized that she seemed to be asking too much.

Because the expression on Xu Yuanming's face, who was standing next to Blacksmith Luo, changed slightly.

Fortunately, Blacksmith Luo was a blacksmith, and he was a rough man, so he didn't have so many delicate thoughts.

So when Qiaohong asked him anything, he responded frankly: "I don't know. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be here. He went to his good brother's training ground!"

Who is my good brother, and where is the training ground? Will he come later? If so, when will he come? From which direction and which mountain road will he come?

Qiao Hong couldn't hold back her questions, and she wanted to grab Blacksmith Luo and ask her what happened.

At this time, Xu Yuanming lowered his face and glared at her.

Then, Xu Yuanming put his arms around Blacksmith Luo's shoulders as usual, and said with a bright smile: "What's there to say about a movie with a little girl? Come on, Brother Luo, let's have a few drinks!"

Blacksmith Luo was dragged away by Xu Yuanming, leaving Qiao Hong standing there, unable to move up or down. It was hard to tell whether she was disappointed, embarrassed, or something else.

She stamped her feet fiercely, broke off the tea leaves next to her, threw them on the ground, stepped on them, stepped on them...

Strangely enough, after stepping on it, she suddenly calmed down again.

As the mountain breeze blew, I suddenly felt that what I had just done was ridiculous.
Chapter completed!