119: Aying's talent is very bright

“Brother, you’re back!”

Before the car even reached downstairs, A Ying had already joyfully come out to greet them. Her home was nearby; it was only about 70 kilometers from Thai Nguyen Province to Hanoi, so she had returned to Hanoi after celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival at home.

Today, A Ying was dressed particularly charmingly and alluringly. A form-fitting two-piece lace skirt accentuated her proud figure. This girl was never shy about showing off her good physique.

Chau Pham Thuy Anh

This girl had always been good at dressing up, able to make herself look radiant and fresh with not much money, which was a talent of hers.

With Li Qinghe’s financial support, her clothing and styling quality had risen to another level.

Nguyen Thi Linh had learned matching and skincare under her guidance.

“Brother, who is this?”

A Ying looked at the unfamiliar Nguyen Thi Trinh in the car and asked Li Qinghe with some confusion.

“A Ying, this is A Trinh, Nguyen Thi Trinh. She’s my distant cousin, and she’ll be living with us from now on. You could say she’s Brother’s Two Rice Grains.”

“A Trinh, this is A Ying. She is Brother’s Two Rice Grains and a very good person.”

Nguyen Thi Linh introduced the two after getting out of the car.

“A Trinh, welcome to the family.”

The outgoing A Ying proactively welcomed Nguyen Thi Trinh.

“Thank you.”

Compared to the outgoing A Ying, Nguyen Thi Trinh was much shyer. She quietly thanked A Ying for the welcome.

After all, A Ying was still a stranger to her at the moment.

However, A Ying’s good figure made her sneak a few glances. She wondered what A Ying ate to grow so big.

A Ying opened the rolling shutter door, and Li Qinghe drove the car directly into the ground floor.

Li Qinghe had no intention of renting out the ground floor now. Such a large space was perfect for use as the family’s garage.

A Ying, who followed them in, closed the rolling shutter door.

Nguyen Thi Trinh, still a bit bewildered, carried her luggage and followed everyone upstairs. Earlier in the car, Nguyen Thi Linh had told her that this was Hoan Kiem District in Hanoi, one of Hanoi’s most famous attractions.

Nguyen Thi Trinh didn’t really have any particular feelings about Hoan Kiem Lake, but after entering the house and A Ying closed the rolling shutter door, she suddenly felt much more at ease.

Because she knew that this would become her home, and with the familiar Nguyen Thi Linh here, she immediately felt a sense of belonging to this house.

“A Trinh, you can stay in this room from now on, mainly when it’s inconvenient or when Brother isn’t home. Usually, we’ll still sleep together. As you just saw, Brother’s bed is very big; several people can sleep on it.”

Nguyen Thi Linh took Nguyen Thi Trinh to a room on the third floor and put her luggage in it. From now on, this would be Nguyen Thi Trinh’s equivalent of a walk-in closet. As long as Li Qinghe was home, her chances of sleeping here were minimal.

She had just taken Nguyen Thi Trinh to tour the master bedroom on the third floor, and that huge bed had quite surprised Nguyen Thi Trinh.

Even with Nguyen Thi Linh and herself, plus A Ying, they could all sleep on it very spaciously.

“A Ling, how did that A Ying grow so big?…”

Nguyen Thi Trinh was still thinking about A Ying’s good figure.

“If you want to grow up quickly, just let Brother help you more,” Nguyen Thi Linh teased her.

“A Ling, you’ve become naughty too…”

While Nguyen Thi Linh was showing Nguyen Thi Trinh around the house.

A Ying also sat on the sofa in the living room on the second floor, holding Li Qinghe’s arm: “Brother, I brought back some tea this time when I went home. The town next to ours is the famous tea-producing village, Huong Son Commune.”

“Oh, so A Ying’s home is next to a tea-producing area,” Li Qinghe said with a smile, embracing the voluptuous A Ying. Since coming to Vietnam, he had mostly been drinking coffee with the locals, and had rarely drunk tea.

Logically, with thousands of years of Chinese language cultural heritage, Vietnam should have many places that produce and drink tea.

A Ying’s return this time confirmed this point. Thai Nguyen Province is part of northern Vietnam, an area that has been influenced by Chinese language culture for a very long time. For a considerable period, this region belonged to Chinese language territory.

“In our Phu Binh District, Huong Son Commune is the most famous for tea production. My home is in Bao Ly Commune, and influenced by them, we’ve also planted many tea trees. The tea I brought back is all stir-fried by my own family.”

A Ying nestled in Li Qinghe’s arms, enjoying the warmth after their brief separation.

“Brother, I also brought you black tea from the ancient trees of Huong Son. It’s naturally fermented and tastes exceptionally good.”

A Ying chattered away, telling Li Qinghe about her experience buying tea this time when she went home.

Li Qinghe had given her a lot of money, and A Ying had spent very little, aside from buying some clothes and skincare products.

This time when she went home, she generously used the money to buy Li Qinghe many good teas.

Because once, during a break with Li Qinghe, he casually mentioned that since coming to Vietnam, he had been drinking coffee every day and hadn’t had any tea.

This made A Ying, who grew up in a tea-producing area, take it to heart, and this time, returning home, she took care of it.

Looking at the several kinds of tea placed on the coffee table in front of them, Li Qinghe gave A Ying a firm hug.

He had felt her thoughtfulness, and that evening, he would give them several hundred million in pocket money.

“A Ying, this time when I went to Nghe An Province, I also brought back quite a few Nghe An specialties. The crab cakes, pork liver pate, and shrimp paste there are all good. You can take some back to school and share them with your classmates.”

Li Qinghe got up and went downstairs, bringing back many items, including several wicker fruit baskets.

A Ying was fine with the food, but she was particularly fond of the wicker fruit baskets.

“Brother, these baskets are so pretty. I’ll take them back to arrange flowers…”

She planned to take these fruit baskets to her rented room and use them as flower baskets; they would surely be very beautiful.

Nguyen Thi Linh, having finished showing Nguyen Thi Trinh around the house, also came downstairs. The four of them sat on the living room sofa and chatted for a while longer.

Nguyen Thi Linh happily looked around: “It’s really great now; we don’t need to put dolls at the hotpot table anymore. Brother, let’s take A Trinh to eat hotpot tonight, that Chinese language hotpot place with very good service from last time.”

Ever since Li Qinghe took them to Haidilao, opened by a boss from Po County, Nguyen Thi Linh had quite liked this way of eating hotpot and often thought about going for another meal.

“Okay, we haven’t had hotpot for a while. We won’t cook at home tonight, and it’s a good chance to let A Trinh try it.”

Li Qinghe readily agreed. Hotpot was perfect for several people to gather around and eat together lively.

“A Ling, introduce to A Ying how to eat your Nghe An specialties.”

Li Qinghe asked Nguyen Thi Linh to educate A Ying, with Nguyen Thi Trinh adding details from the side.

After chatting with A Ying for a few moments, Nguyen Thi Trinh also shed her sense of unfamiliarity. She knew that this bright girl in front of her was also a bedmate, so her speech became much more natural.

Of course, it was mainly because A Ying also deliberately sought her out to talk, narrowing the distance between them and dispelling much of the unfamiliarity.

After all, A Ying had worked part-time for quite some time, so she was experienced and much more mature in her social interactions.

Under her intentional approach, Nguyen Thi Trinh quickly became chatty and laughing with her.

With the introductions from Nguyen Thi Linh and Nguyen Thi Trinh, A Ying also understood the ingredients and eating methods of various Nghe An specialties. She packed her share in a bag to take back tomorrow.

Li Qinghe was back, so they would definitely drive to eat hotpot, instead of riding their small motorcycles.

Taking advantage of the plenty of time before dinner, Li Qinghe took Nguyen Thi Trinh to take a shower and change clothes.

He always treated the women equally, taking her out separately to buy her a motorcycle.

This would also make it convenient for Nguyen Thi Trinh to buy groceries or go shopping in Hanoi.

Riding the long-unridden second-hand motorcycle, Nguyen Thi Trinh, who was hugging his strong waist, actually felt very happy. This way of interacting was what she wanted.