Chiang Xiao rubbed her forehead and stayed in the room.
He came back quickly, indeed with two more white and smooth ceramic cups, different from the ones before.
"Remember to write your names after you finish painting," Meng Xinian reminded her repeatedly.
Chiang Xiao took the cups with a headache.
It was possible to paint on the cups with ordinary paint, but it wouldn’t be durable; the pattern would wash away after a few times without being kiln-fired.
She had no choice but to use the Magic Brush.
But using the Magic Brush, she didn’t know what to draw.
Eventually, Chiang Xiao flipped through the booklet and came across another pattern.
That Talisman Diagram was named Qingie, interwoven with shapes resembling Orchid Grass. The annotation wasn’t very clear, but Chiang Xiao thought it might just have a similar effect to the Calming Talisman Figure. She drew it on her hand and didn’t feel any difference, so she confidently painted it onto the cups.
Once it was painted on, it really did look quite beautiful, even more so than the previous Calming Talisman Figure.
Beneath the pattern, she wrote their names in ornamental script.
A poised Xinian character and a delicate Xiao character.
The moment Meng Xinian saw this pair of cups, he liked them.
"They look very nice, nicer than theirs," he said.
Chiang Xiao thought so too.
Just as she was about to put away the cup bearing the Xiao character, a hand had already snatched it away. "You use this one, listen—only you can use it, don’t let anyone else, do you hear?"
Meng Xinian gave her a serious look, holding the cup as he returned to his room.
Chiang Xiao stared blankly at the cup in front of her, looking at the Xinian character on it. Hmm, could she erase this character?
Why did she feel so childish!
Meng Xinian’s vacation had arrived, but Chiang Xiao still didn’t want to go back to Peace Town, so he had to return to the military camp alone. Before leaving, he once again reminded Chiang Xiao, "Remember to write letters."
Chiang Xiao nodded vigorously.
How could she dare not to write?
For the past three days, she had been playing the role of a nursemaid.
As soon as he left, Chiang Xiao and her grandparents visited the Xue Family again.
However, they knocked for a long time and no one came to open the door.
"Could they have gone out?" Chiang Songhai said.
But Chiang Xiao had already heard footsteps, "There are people inside."
Indeed, as soon as her words fell, the door opened.
The person who opened the door was a delicate-looking middle-aged woman, bearing a slight resemblance to Madam Xue. Chiang Xiao paused for a moment, guessing that this woman was Zheng Yuhe’s wife, suddenly feeling somewhat strange inside.
She had just recently seen the news of Madam Zheng’s suicide. Now seeing her so alive and well in front of her, the feeling was truly indescribable.
"Uncle Songhai?" Madam Zheng also recognized Chiang Songhai. It seemed they were all present when Chiang Songhai went to see Xue Liujin about Chiang Yuequn’s affairs last time.
"Eh, yes, it’s me," Chiang Songhai was a bit flustered.
"Uncle Songhai, I thought you had gone back. I didn’t expect you to still be in M City! Come in, come in," Madam Zheng greeted them warmly.
To Chiang Xiao, her personality seemed to have a few similarities to Chairman Zheng’s. Logically speaking, they didn’t seem like a couple who would have nothing in common and couldn’t get along.
"Auntie, come in," Madam Zheng looked at Chiang Xiao. "This must be Xiao Chiang, right? Old Zheng has been talking about Xiao Chiang these past few days. I regretted not having met you, and look—today my wish came true. Xiao Chiang is even more beautiful than Old Zheng said, with eyes that clearly show Spiritual Energy. The Secluded Valley Orchid painting you did, Old Zheng likes it so much; it’s a pity to hear that someone else has already reserved it. He keeps sighing about it."