Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day

Chapter 2044

At this moment, a series of footsteps came from far to near.

Ruan Qi raised her head, and before her eyes were blurred by tears, someone stuffed a card into her eyes before she could see clearly.

 “Xiaoqi, you want to be happy.”

　　is the voice of Xiao Lin Tingting.

 Soon, another person came over and also gave her a card.

 “Baby granddaughter, get it!”

 It turned out to be Grandpa Ruan.

Ruan Qi quickly wiped her tears and was about to speak when Grandma Ruan walked over with a smile.

 “Grandma…”

"Hey." Grandma Ruan walked up to Ruan Qi, wiped the tears on her face, and then handed her a card, "It's not easy to meet a sincere person. We, Xiao Qi, are very lucky."

 After saying that, Grandma Ruan waved her hand and left.

Before Ruan Qi could speak, Ruan Munan and Cheng Jinyan also appeared.

 The two walked up to her side by side and handed her a card as well.

 Following them were Nie Beilou, Ruan Fengmian and Yang Liu.

 “Master, mom and dad...”

Ruan Qi shouted, but before she could say anything, Nie Beilou and the other two people each handed her a card.

"Although I still dislike that boy, I have to admit that he is really attentive to my baby." Ruan Fengmian raised his hand and touched the girl's head lovingly, "Xiao Qi, go forward bravely. You will always be happy."

 Her father's gentle blessing made Ruan Qi's tears resemble broken beads.

She watched Ruan Fengmian and the others exit the stage with hazy eyes. She raised her hand to wipe her eyes and looked down at the card in her hand.

 There are eight cards in total.

Each picture has a watercolor painting, and all the characters in the painting are Ruan Qi.

  But the difference is that the age of Ruan Qi on each card is different.

 Ruan Qi on the first card has a childish face, a cute ponytail, and soft baby fat on both sides of her cheeks.

 【When you were eleven years old, you forgot a memory and continued to grow up】

—It turns out that the little Ruan Qi on this card is eleven years old.

 On the next card, the little Ruan Qi in the painting seems to have grown up a little, and her facial features are gradually becoming brighter.

　　【You are twelve years old, and you still haven't remembered that memory. But it doesn’t matter, just move forward without worries]

 The third card—

　　【At the age of thirteen, you have gradually grown into a big girl. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I can imagine your youthful and outstanding appearance. 】

 Next, the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh cards—

　　【At the age of fourteen, you bravely walked out of Qingyun Village. You become better and better and have your own achievements. 】

　　【You are fifteen years old, you should be studying at university abroad. That year I accepted Xi's family. Although we were not in the same country, we looked up at the same sky. 】

　　【You are sixteen years old, bright, sunny and confident. Although your life has been dark, your future is full of hope. 】

　　【You are seventeen years old and are about to become an adult. And there are finally less than two years left before we meet again. 】

 From the age of eleven to seventeen, Ruan Qi in the picture gradually grew up, from an immature girl to a bright and lively girl.

 The next step is the last card, which is Ruan Qi's eighteenth year.

Differing from the light-colored pictures on the previous seven cards, Ruan Qi on the eighth card is particularly bright, and even the background color behind him is full of bright and full colors.

 On this card, Xi Jiu wrote like this—

　　【At the age of eighteen, you have finally grown into an adult. You will have a colorful life, and your relatives, friends, honor, and happiness will all belong to you. And that year, I walked into a temple on your birthday and lit a prayer lamp for you. The lights were on, and I prayed in front of the Buddha: No matter whether I can find you in this life, I hope that my little sun will be happy and safe. 】

Xi Jiu’s characters have always been sharp and sharp. But when he was writing the card, he deliberately restrained his sharpness, every stroke, carefully, piously and sincerely.

Ruan Qi lowered her head and looked at every word he wrote, feeling that the card in her hand was extremely heavy.

There were more and more tears in her eyes, but Ruan Qi didn't dare to let them flow down. She was afraid that her tears would fall on the card and wet Xi Jiu's heavy love.

 Ruan Qi stood there, holding the card, sobbing softly.

At this moment, the sound of steady footsteps came slowly in the quiet night.

 Ruan Qi raised his head.

 Through the layers of mist of tears, she vaguely saw a familiar figure.

That figure was so tall, like a majestic mountain, standing silently behind her, always guarding her.

 “Jiujiu…” Ruan Qi opened her mouth, wanting to say something. But her mood fluctuated so much that as soon as she called out a name, thousands of words were blocked in her throat.

 Helping, she could only look at Xi Jiu with tears in her eyes.

Xi Jiu walked over with a steady pace and a slight haste.

He looked at the little girl who was crying with some distress, sighed, and leaned over to wipe her tears.

 “Why is the baby crying like this? He’s almost turning into a little cat.”

 The man joked while gently wiping the girl's face with his fingertips.

 The next second, Ruan Qi suddenly raised her hand and grabbed his finger.

 “Baby?” Xi Jiu was stunned for a moment.

Ruan Qi did not speak, but lowered her head and spread Xi Jiu's hand in front of her.

Unlike the tender skin of other wealthy young men, Xi Jiu, who has been training for many years, has always had a hard and thin layer of calluses on his palms and fingertips. Now, in addition to the thin calluses, there are many deep and shallow scars on his palms and fingertips.

Looking at these scars, Ruan Qi felt a sense of sourness welling up in her nose again.

She asked with a tearful tone: "Were these injuries caused in the past few days?"

Xi Jiu is not a carpenter and has never done much carpentry work. In order to be able to restore the broken wooden horse with his own hands, he had to learn the most basic carpentry skills, and then piece by piece, splice and polish the broken wooden horse, and finally successfully restored it.

 However, it is not that easy for a beginner to master woodworking techniques in a short period of time.

In order to achieve the goal, Xi Jiu went out early and came back late these days. She stayed at Wang Yue's house every day and practiced over and over again.

 Finally, with constant training, he perfectly repaired the wooden horse. At the same time, countless scars were left on his hands.

Looking at these deep and shallow wounds, Ruan Qi felt distressed and cried again.

Xi Jiu quickly took out her hand, hurriedly wiping her tears, and kept coaxing: "It's just a small injury. It looks scary, but it doesn't hurt at all. Baby, don't cry. It won't look good if your eyes are swollen from crying."

Xi Jiu is not very good at sweet words, so she can only try to persuade Ruan Qi not to cry over and over again.

  Ruan Qi's mood gradually calmed down under his coaxing. She sniffed and asked, "That grass dragonfly, how long have you been studying for?"

Xi Jiu hesitated when he heard this question.

Ruan Qi immediately warned him: "Don't lie."

Helping, Xi Jiu had no choice but to tell the truth.

 “It didn’t take long to study, just three days.”

Ruan Qi: "What about painting? I remember you couldn't paint watercolors before."

"I haven't studied for too long." Xi Jiu answered honestly, "I spend most of the day repairing the wooden horse. During the breaks, I will learn to draw. I am clumsy, my understanding is not high, and I am a slow learner. A little bit. But it’s barely enough.”

 Xi Jiu said it in an understatement.

 But Ruan Qi can imagine the hardship involved.

Xi Jiu’s skills from childhood to university were all used for survival. He rarely dabbled in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he had never touched such housework as weaving grass and dragonflies.

So as Xi Jiu himself said, he is indeed very clumsy in this area, and his talent is not high, so it takes more effort than ordinary people to learn.

 But no matter how hard he worked, it only took him a week to learn it.

 Ruan Qi did not dare to think deeply about the hard work involved. She only glanced at Xi Jiu with distress, then opened her hands and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you Jiujiu," the girl's voice came out muffledly from Xijiu's chest, "I really like all the gifts you gave me."

 More than just liking it very much.

These gifts are like the sincerity held in Xi Jiu's hands, heavy and warm, which makes Ruan Qi overwhelmed and loves them like treasures.

 Ruan Qi unconsciously tightened her grip on the man.

  The man's low and gentle voice sounded above his head: "As long as the baby likes it, everything I do will not be in vain."

 He raised his hand, rubbed Ruan Qi's soft hair, and then took her hand.

“Baby, I have one last gift for you. Come with me, okay?”

Ruan Qi let go of the hand holding him and raised her head.

Xi Jiu smiled at her, then took her and walked towards the center of the square step by step.

 In the empty and quiet square, some small lights appeared at some point. As Ruan Qi Xijiu moved, those small lights slowly lit up at their feet like stars holding the moon.

 Gradually, the small lights became brighter and brighter, eventually converging into a star river that stretched forward from Ruan Qi’s feet until—

 A water-colored curtain, like the Milky Way in the sky, slides down in the dark night.

Ruan Qi was startled by the sudden appearance of the curtain and stopped in her tracks.

The next second, soft music sounded, and a photo appeared on the water-colored curtain. And the person in the photo

-is her.

 One after another, countless photos, all of them are Ruan Qi.

 Ruan Qi at different ages, Ruan Qi with different expressions, Ruan Qi wearing different clothes... They were like memories forgotten in the corner, which were dug up by Xi Jiu one by one, and finally displayed in front of the twenty-one-year-old Ruan Qi.

Ruan Qi looked at the photos that were constantly rotating on the screen, her lips trembled, and asked Xi Jiu: "I can't find many of these photos. Where did you get them?"

"I visited every villager." Xi Jiu turned to look at her and whispered, "Everyone has a few old photos in their hands. I looked at them one by one and finally found these. "

 Xi Jiu said it in an understatement.

 But there are so many households in Qingyun Village, and it would be a huge workload to find old photos with Ruan Qi from so many people.

 Ruan Qi blinked, trying hard not to shed tears. At this moment, the photo carousel on the curtain came to an end, and then a watercolor painting appeared.

 That is the adult Ruan Qi.

She was wearing a summer dress, with a naughty silver needle stuck in her head, and behind her was the noisy corridor of the hospital.

Ruan Qi's heart moved as she looked at this familiar picture.

 This place was...the first time she and Xi Jiu met when they were in the imperial capital?

Before Ruan Qi could figure it out, the picture on the curtain changed and turned into another watercolor painting.

It's also the corridor of the hospital, but this time, Ruan Qi is no longer the only one in the picture. In front of her, there was another man.

“Hello, Miss Ruan, my name is Xi Jiu.”

  —The man in the picture said this.

 On the side of this painting, there is a completely different sentence written -

　　【After going round and round, I finally found you again. 】

 Nearly made me cry while writing this. It’s so romantic, 1551…