Qingqiu is difficult

Lu Xinyi calculated her accounts and found that in just one or two months, she had already earned a total of 5,000 yuan! This is something that ordinary people would never dare to think about! Putting aside the labor costs and rent paid to the guys, she still had a net profit of 3,000 yuan. She couldn't help but praise herself:

"My dear, you are really a business genius who was delayed by writing!"

While she was intoxicated with herself, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. She hurriedly put away the money, but saw a timid little head sticking out from behind the crack in the door.

"Lu...Boss Lu..."

"Huazhu!" she called out, and for a moment, this familiar face made her feel as if she had returned to the days when she was at the princess' mansion.

Huazhu was stunned at first, and then looked at her with disbelief. Lu Xinyi hurriedly covered it up: "I heard them call you that..."

Huazhu nodded, without opening the door, she knelt down at the door and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Boss Lu, for saving your life."

Lu Xinyi hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "It's just a rough road. Now that your slave contract has been redeemed by me, you are free. What are your plans for the future?"

Huazhu knelt on the ground and refused to get up. She buried her face in the back of her hands for a long time. After a long while, she choked with sobs: "I have no plans. Boss Lu, your voice sounds like an old friend of mine..."

Lu Xinyi's body was shaken. Yes, although her appearance has changed, her voice has not changed much. Even if a few years have passed, even if her voice is hoarse, people who spend time with her will still be able to hear it.

She smiled and said, "Stop calling yourself a slave. Your name is very nice. From now on... we might as well be friends and call ourselves sisters, how about that?"

Huazhu choked and let out a sigh, then raised her head, but she avoided looking at Xin Yi directly.

Lu Xinyi helped her stand up, turned around to get the slave contract between her and Hualu, and burned it to ashes with the fire on the candlestick.

"Even a woman should have a foundation for a stable life. I heard that you have no family except Hua Lu. If you have nowhere to go, you can just stay at the Huahua Theater..."

When she turned around, she saw that Huazhu's face was filled with tears and she was sobbing.

Her heart stopped for a moment, like a child who had been seen through. Her fingertips were accidentally burned by the tongue of fire. Huazhu rushed forward, held her finger and blew on it.

It's been a long time since I've had such warmth.

Lu Xinyi suddenly began to envy those stinky men. They could have three wives and four concubines, and all kinds of tenderness in their arms, but they were always subject to some moral constraints: being successful in their career was called publicity, raising husbands and raising children was called living on men, and it was easy To love is to be watery, to not love anyone is to be hard-hearted...

She pinched Huazhu's small waist. This tight squeeze made Huazhu hide away. She smiled and said:

"Okay, it's just a burn. I still have to go home and pick up horse manure every day. What does this mean?!"

Huazhu was angry at first, but when she heard her talk about picking excrement, her eyes were full of heartache: "Boss Lu, you have suffered. From now on... Huazhu will pick excrement and wash clothes for you. You don't want to suffer like this again!"

Lu Xinyi's heart felt wet and warm when she said this. In the past twenty years, she had had several men love her, but she had never felt such pain in her shoes.

She cleared her throat: "You don't need to do so much. I have plenty of money now and have already sent others to do it. If you want to stay, you can make tea and water the flowers for me. I happen to be short of a girl. .”

Huazhu's face was full of joy, her eyes were full of tears, and she smiled and said, "Okay!" When Hua Lu woke up, there was a dazed Huazhu sitting next to her bed. She tilted her head thoughtfully and looked around. Gorgeous decoration, tassel beads, flower dew rubbed his eyes:

"Is this the underworld? It's so beautiful, Huazhu."

Huazhu turned around and said angrily: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, you know how to sleep! You are so beautiful. If it weren't for Boss Lu, you would have gone to hell!"

"Boss Lu?" Hualu scratched her head.

Huazhu sat upright: "Hua Lu, tell me, if you really died yesterday, do they know who died?"

Hua Lu said with a smile: "Then you think you think highly of them. Apart from the princess and Xiao Cong, there really is no third person who can tell us apart! Sometimes when I look at you, it's like looking in a mirror. I'm tired of looking in the mirror!"

Hearing this, Huazhu was thoughtful, then smiled with relief, pinched the corners of his clothes, and couldn't help but blush again.

"Hua Lu, do you know Boss Lu's original name?"

"what?"

Huazhu smiled and said nothing, but behind the smile, there was more bitterness and heartache.

The next day, Lu Xinyi put down all the chores at the Huahua Theater, picked up two boxes of good snacks, the latest story books, and two bottles of sake, and headed to Mr. Ming's house with Huazhu and Li Si.

The sun was shining brightly along the way, and everyone couldn't help but sweat. Huazhu waved the fan for Xin Yi thoughtfully. Even if she repeatedly said no, she pretended to fan herself, but in fact she was leaning towards Xin Yi.

Looking at the wealthy family in front of him, Lu Xinyi frowned: "This Yuejun is very kind to the Jingguo royal family and allows him to live in his original courtyard, which shows Yuejun's magnanimity! But, how could he be so rewarded? title?"

Seeing that Huazhu remained silent, Li Si took the lead and said: "He looked terrible, and his whole family died in his hands. There were dozens of members of the royal family, and no one survived. The palace was in flames like purgatory, and he was the only one who came out of this underworld. The people of the Yue Kingdom gave him this title for the surviving young master!"

Those children who were dressed in various colorful robes and walked like little ducks, those little royal grandchildren who waved their arms and begged her to hug her and call her aunt, they lived in the palace, and the sea of ​​​​fire that day, What despair and pain they must have!

Lu Xinyi's chest felt cramped, but she heard Huazhu say: "Boss, don't be overly sentimental. Mr. Yue is righteous, Mr. Ming has no worries about food and clothing, and he will enjoy endless glory and wealth in this life, and his life is still very comfortable."

She smiled miserably, and in order to prevent others from seeing her sadness, she pretended to be calm and walked into the house.

After knocking on the door for a long time, an old man poked his head out. He was about to refuse a few people, but his eyes were taken away by the money Li Si took out.

"You are free, please come in quickly!" The old man took the money, held it in his hand, and opened the door for them.

Lu Xinyi crossed the threshold: "Don't you need to inform your master?"

The old man only focused on weighing the money and said nonchalantly: "My master can see anyone, and no one can see him. If you insist on such a set of procedures, then we will inform him later when we see him!"

She nodded suppressing her anger, yes, you can meet whoever you want to see, and report after you have met.

When she entered the courtyard, her breathing was stagnant - how could this look like a royal residence? Broken fallen leaves, dust and broken tiles were everywhere. Last year's fallen leaves were piled in the corners, and animal carcasses were mixed in. The huge and spacious yard was filled with countless garbage - there was almost no place to step down.