His eyes circled around the surrounding area and finally landed on the orange at hand.

She didn't like listening to operas, so now she might as well peel the orange peel with peace of mind, peel off the orange veins bit by bit, and then ask the maid next to her to deliver it to He.

There is no need to mention yourself deliberately, just put it where He can get it.

Madam He saw a maid approaching from the corner of her eye. She turned her head and glanced around the orange. She slowly stretched out her hand, but avoided the peeled orange and turned to the side.

Mrs. Zheng kept looking at Mrs. He, and when she saw Mr. He's actions, she was naturally sad. However, she took another one, peeled it off and put it in front of Qiao Guxin.

After sending it over, Mrs. Zheng took it back.

Mr. He likes to listen to "Drunk and Beating the Golden Boughs". At this moment, the song has also begun to be sung on the stage. Mr. Zheng is also familiar with this part, so he can understand it.

In the past, if she peeled oranges, she would definitely peel them one for each person, but now she didn't peel them for Shen Qiuhe. She probably knew that her brother-in-law was not her younger brother, so she had to know how to avoid suspicion.

Shen Qiuhe didn't care about that. After watching Zheng's oranges come over, he immediately waved and put Nianxiang away, and then personally took the oranges and peeled them to Qiao Guxin.

Seeing that Qiao Guxin was listening seriously and didn't notice him, he touched Qiao Guxin's arm with the back of his hand.

Qiao Guxin felt his movements and turned around to see the oranges held by Shen Qiuhe.

Qiao Guxin tugged on her clothes. The stage was set up in the garden. Although the weather was getting warmer, it was still cold at first. "I won't eat in such a cold day."

The table was full of pastries. If she wanted to chew something, why did she have to choose cold oranges?

Shen Qiuhe frowned slightly, turned sideways and lowered his voice, "How about I have someone bring hot water over to boil it for you?"

Afraid of disturbing the He family while watching the show, Qiao Guxin also moved her body towards Shen Qiuhe, "When did Mr. Shen become so considerate?"

Shen Qiuhe glanced at Mrs. Zheng and said, "After all, our Shen family can't help you."

The innocent Qiao Guxin suffered so many grievances.

After hearing this, Qiao Guxin raised her lips slightly and said to the Shen family. Her hands naturally fiddled with her sleeves, "Then you can perm them."

Some people want to serve others with a pole, and they want to be satisfied.

The actors on the stage were shouting at the top of their lungs, and Mr. He couldn't even hear clearly what Qiao Guxin and Shen Qiuhe were talking about. She could only see that in the public, the two of them were talking to each other as if no one else was around. Not said enough?

Mr. He tilted his head and looked away with the corners of his eyes, watching Shen Qiuhe ask someone to boil oranges for Qiao Guxin.

Looking down at the half-peeled orange, he immediately felt uncomfortable. He was getting older, so he would definitely not be able to bear the cold. It was rare for Shen Qiuhe to be so considerate and caring, but he thought it was just Qiao's heart.

It's not that the relationship between the second roommate and the second roommate is not good, but why does she think that they are like glue?

Bang.

Without paying attention, the orange fell to the ground.

The maid quickly picked it up and stepped aside.

Shen Qiuhe was attracted by He's movement. He glanced at it and didn't say anything. He got angry and had all the oranges on her table taken away, "Who bought these? How can you eat them if they are so sour?"

He didn't even eat it, how could he know whether the orange was sour or not? It was obvious that he was deliberately looking for trouble, so Shen Qiuhe simply stopped talking.

Qiao Guxin still sat upright, looking at the actors on the stage, but her eyes were full of smiles.

Mrs. Zheng did not see the little actions of Shen Qiuhe and the others. She thought that Mrs. He suddenly became angry because she had peeled the orange. She immediately looked away and did not dare to watch the show again. She whispered in front of Mrs. Zheng, "Xu is wrong." It’s the time to eat oranges, so the taste has changed.”

Hearing Mrs. Zheng speak, Mrs. He glared fiercely, "You're the only one with a long mouth?"

Mrs. Zheng didn't dare to say anything even after being scolded, and quickly lowered her head.

He glanced at Zheng and then at Qiao Guxin, then stood up suddenly, "It's boring, I won't listen anymore."

Then he led the people back to his room in a grand manner.

Mr. He stopped listening to the show. Mr. Zheng didn't dare to sit down, so she followed behind.

Qiao Guxin watched them all leave, and then turned sideways and asked Shen Qiuhe, "What's wrong with your father?"

Shen Qiuhe gave Qiao Guxin a helpless look, "Can you accumulate some virtue?"

Don't put all your bad words on your face. If He loses his temper, how can Qiao Guxin guess something?

Seeing Qiao Guxin still smiling, Shen Qiuhe shook his head helplessly, "It's also good for you to leave a little room for each other."

The two bickered for a while, but they didn't like the show either, so they both left.

After entering the house, He's anger also subsided a lot. After all, it was Shen Qiuhe's birthday, and it was not a problem to lose his temper.

"This troupe's singing is average, I don't think it's as good as last time." Sitting in the main seat, He always had to speak first to break the deadlock.

Even if Mr. He didn't like it, the troupe still used the same people as before. This was something everyone knew, but at this moment Ms. Zheng just nodded in agreement and said, "My daughter-in-law thinks so too."

Qiao Guxin just lowered his head and sipped tea, and he would not let He down in public.

Shen Qiuhe had no intention of participating in the women's chat. When he was bored, he could only fiddle with the teacup next to him.

When He looked over, the two people in the second room were surprisingly identical.

Mrs. Zheng noticed Mr. He's gaze, glanced at it and then put on a smile, "Today is Qiuhe's birthday. Sister-in-law, I wish you happiness every year."

Then let the people below take out the gifts they have prepared.

Different from the one I gave to He last time, this time I didn't make it myself, but bought it.

It is a calligraphy and painting of everyone.

The price is definitely expensive, but it is quite satisfactory and cannot be said to have any other meaning.

Shen Qiuhe didn't know if this was what Zheng had prepared early in the morning, but at least for now, it seemed to Shen Qiuhe that it was in line with etiquette.

"Sister-in-law, I don't know what you like, so I hope you won't dislike it." Now, Mrs. Zheng was polite to Shen Qiuhe as if she was a newly married bride.

"Sister-in-law, you're welcome." Shen Qiuhe replied lightly, but did not change his attitude because Zheng lowered his attitude.

"Is this an opening ceremony?" Mr. He also smiled while sitting on the main seat, and asked Nanny Lu to bring up the things she had prepared, "This is the golden silk armor left by your father. Now you You hold an important official position, but in my mother's eyes, your safety is the most important thing."

Seeing that He took out the things belonging to the old prince, Shen Qiuhe must have stood up and took them with both hands, "Thank you, mother."

He and Zheng had both finished delivering the goods, so naturally both of them set their sights on Qiao Guxin.

Qiao Gu's heart was still the same as that of a theatergoer, and she didn't seem to feel that it was her turn to give a gift.

Mrs. Zheng saw that there seemed to be something wrong with Qiao Guxin, and then laughed, "I think the things prepared by my brothers and sisters have been given to Qiuhe a long time ago. It's a pity that we are not lucky enough to see the world."

After saying that, he looked back at the person behind him and asked the maid to take out the things, "Chongyuan Academy does not have a holiday. It was specially brought back yesterday. This was his intention."

When Zheng said this, she meant that all the elders had given away the gifts, and it was Shen Chongyuan's turn to express his gratitude.

If she changed the subject like this, anyone with a discerning eye would know that it was to relieve Qiao Guxin.

Maybe Qiao Gu had something inside and was too embarrassed to reveal it in front of everyone.

Shen Chongyuan was in school, and he was still a child. He couldn't prepare anything expensive, so he could only write some congratulatory messages by himself.

Shen Qiuhe glanced at Qiao Guxin. He also wanted to know what Qiao Guxin had prepared, but he had already finished talking and it was difficult to ask again, lest he act like he was asking for a birthday gift.

After the congratulatory message was sent, Shen Qiuhe took a look at it and said, "Chongyuan has made a lot of progress in his studies."

Hearing this, Mrs. He immediately became interested and quickly waved to Nanny Lu to take it over. After looking at it, she nodded repeatedly, "This child is sensible, sensible."

"No, it seems like it would be better to send her to school. She always came back to live in the past, and she was so skinny that the girl down there was always worried." Mrs. Zheng then complained with a smile.

A boy of this age must be noisy. It had only been a few days since the second marriage, and Shen Chongyuan had already sneaked out twice.

Fortunately, it went to the second room. If it ran to the street, where would you find the child if he was lost?

When talking about Shen Chongyuan, He talked a lot, and then pretended to be stern, "You are also hard-hearted. You don't know who to send your child to school to sleep with at such a young age. As for boys, how can we not be naughty? Our family Chongyuan Far special?”

Listening to Mr. He's complaints, Ms. Zheng could only laugh from the sidelines.

Seeing that the conversation was almost over, Shen Qiuhe suddenly stood up and said, "While I'm in a good mood, my son wants to play a piece of music on the piano to add to the fun."

After hearing this, the smile on He's face grew wider, "Okay, why not?"

In the past, when my late son was still alive, the brothers drank tea and played the piano in a lively and elegant manner. It has been four years since Shen Qiuhe touched the piano again.

After receiving the order, Wang Si quickly left and fetched the piano from Shen Qiuhe's study.

The people below have already started to make tea, and the sound of the piano is the perfect match for the aroma of tea.

Shen Qiuhe took the piano over and played with it briefly, and then a song came slowly.

I haven’t touched him in four years and I am not unfamiliar with him.

The bamboo leaves are moving slightly and the water is gurgling, slowly unfolding the picture.

The golden armies and iron horses suddenly arrived, and the prosperity and prosperity took hold. The sound of the piano was steady. Even when it was high-pitched, it was not yet the vastness that broke through the sky. It was always within a small area.

It has always been that there is no square inch without rules. Real freedom and true ambition should also be within this square inch.

The children of this aristocratic family must know how to play the piano. In the past, Qiao Guxin had only heard Shen Qiuhe play it, and he probably only played a few notes. It seemed that he was trying to see if the sound of the piano was accurate. He had never heard a real piece of music, and had never thought about it. Shen Qiuhe's sword-holding hand is as elegant as that of a scholar.

After one song, the lingering sound lingers.

Everyone slowly opened their eyes, but Shen Qiuhe looked at Qiao Guxin and asked, "Let's play a song together?"

Without thinking, I just blurted it out.

If Shen Qiuhe had not dared to do so before, he would not have thought of making this request to Qiao Guxin.

At this moment, perhaps it was because of the guilt she felt towards Qiao Guxin, and because Qiao Guxin had been whispering to her softly and doing her best in the past few days, as if she had returned to the person she was before.

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Shen Qiuhe's birthday is a turning point. Zheng is completely rude and has a showdown from his past life~~
Chapter completed!