Chapter 677: Chapter 677: Qiaoqiao, That Child, Is Deeply Affectionate Chapter 677: Chapter 677: Qiaoqiao, That Child, Is Deeply Affectionate The next day, the helpful neighbors came early, and the Luo Family Courtyard was bustling in no time; yesterday afternoon, everyone had gotten the vegetables prepared as semi-finished products.
Because more people were coming today, the number of tables for the banquet was greater than when Big Brother and the Yue Family’s third son paid a visit.
Luo Qiao got ready, smoothing on her homemade moisturizer, her skin delicate, fair, and smooth, and she braided her hair into a herringbone plait.
She wore a red, short-sleeved top and paired it with black straight-leg pants, along with black half-cover leather sandals. Standing there, she was as graceful as a lily, captivating to behold.
When Woo Yunmei and Luo Jialin came over, they were both taken aback, and Woo Yunmei circled Luo Qiao, saying, “Qiaoqiao, you look stunning like this. Your brother-in-law will be gobsmacked later.”
Luo Jialin chimed in, “Our Qiaoqiao is naturally beautiful, and with this get-up, she’s just like one of those ladies from prominent families.”
Luo Qiao laughed, “I am naturally gorgeous, I’ve always been beautiful.”
The sisters-in-law were soon laughing and playing around in a group.
Woo Yunmei admired Luo Qiao’s hair, “This hairstyle is so pretty!”
Luo Qiao told Woo Yunmei to sit down, picked up a comb from the table, and said, “Sister-in-law, let me redo your hair for you.”
Luo Qiao was deft with her hands; in no time, she had Woo Yunmei’s hair up in a bun, then she took a large hair clip she had used before, cut a piece of a purple veil, and crafted it into a rose pattern.
She melted plastic over the clip, securing the handmade rose onto it, creating a beautiful silk flower hairpin that she then clasped into her sister-in-law’s hair—truly unique and immediately adding a touch of elegance.
Seeing her sister-in-law’s hair done up, Luo Jialin exclaimed, “Sister, it’s so beautiful. If I weren’t sporting short hair, I’d ask Qiaoqiao to do mine too.”
Soon after, they heard the uncles and their families returning downstairs, and the younger cousin swiftly ran up. Upon entering and seeing her cousins’ and cousin-in-law’s hairstyles, she clamored for her own, “This is too pretty; I want one, too!”
Following behind, Gu Hongjuan remarked, “Don’t make a fool of yourself.”
Luo Jiayue replied, “Everyone helping out is in the courtyard downstairs, and everyone else here is family; who would laugh at me?”
Gu Hongjuan looked at Luo Qiao, “This outfit will surely knock Lu Yichen dead.”
Luo Jiayue countered, “If my brother-in-law is only mesmerized by my sister Qiaoqiao’s outfit, that would be quite shallow.”
Gu Hongjuan reached out to knock her, but Luo Jiayue quickly darted behind her cousin as Gu Hongjuan said, “Is that what I meant?”
Peeking out, Luo Jiayue stuck out her tongue and giggled twice, “I’m wrong, isn’t that enough?”
After a bit more chatting, Gu Hongjuan said, “You two sisters-in-law go ahead and chat; I’m going down to help out.”
Not much longer, the two cousin-in-laws also came up; amazed by their hairstyles, Luo Qiao did up the hair of the one with long locks, which instantly transformed her aura.
After getting her hair done, Luo Jiayue went off to show her mother, the young girl she still was at heart.
By nine-thirty Yang Jiancheng and his wife arrived, and the Luo’s Elderly Couple joyfully welcomed them in. Luo Daoren said, “Actually, we should have visited you two earlier, but Qiaoqiao said that opportunities would naturally come for us to meet.”
Yang Jiancheng smiled, “Qiaoqiao is not wrong, here is our chance.”
Zhou Guifang poured two cups of tea and handed them over, “Qiaoqiao master, mistress, please have some tea.”
Then she stood up again to fetch some sliced watermelon, “Try this watermelon; it’s grown by my husband himself.”
Feng Shumin chuckled, “Grandma Qiaoqiao, don’t fuss, sit down and rest a bit, let’s chat.”
Sitting down, Zhou Guifang took Feng Shumin’s hand, “That child Qiaoqiao, we owe you so much for encountering her, and for teaching her all those skills, we’re truly grateful.”
Feng Shumin looked at Zhou Guifang, “To have met Qiaoqiao, how is that not our fortune, too? Those years, she was the one with us, she’s like our very own granddaughter.”
Zhou Guifang nodded, “Right, Qiaoqiao is a girl with deep sentiments.”
At that moment, Luo Qiao, coming downstairs, heard her grandma’s words and laughed, “We are bound by fate; we help each other out, don’t we, mistress?”