Chapter 4149

Min Rui looked Zhuang Xiaoyu up and down, and after a short period of time, Zhuang Xiaoyu lost weight to such an extent, his complexion was not very good, and his chin became sharp. Immediately felt distressed: "I have found some clues, I must tell you personally."

Zhuang Xiaoyu sat down in front of Min Rui, asked Yu Sui to guard the door, and stayed alone in the wing.

Not long after Yu Sui guarded the door, she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu coming out of the wing room, her face was as pale as if she had lost her soul.

Yu Sui helped Zhuang Xiaoyu go to the next room, and asked in a low voice: "Miss, what did Mr. Min tell you, why do you look like this?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu just shook his head without saying a word.

After returning to the priest's mansion, Zhuang Xiaoyu went to see Zhuang Huaisen, saw Zhuang Huaisen lying quietly and falling asleep, and sighed: "Father, you don't know anything now, but it's actually quite good.

Is it true that men in this world will do anything for the sake of power? If I hadn't met Ah Yan back then, would I be what I am now? "

The bedroom was quiet, Zhuang Xiaoyu was immersed in his own emotions, and did not notice Zhuang Huaisen's disordered breathing.

When walking out of the courtyard gate, Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly discovered that the miserable white priest's residence had been replaced with red silk cloth at some point, and there were beautiful octagonal glazed lamps hanging under the eaves, which were bright and dazzling.

The servants of the priest's mansion were also very happy, discussing how to celebrate the new year.

The bones of the second elder brother are still cold, the elder brother is missing, and the father is lingering on the sick bed. In the whole mansion, it seems that she is the only one who is sad.

Even among the servants, few seem to miss the former high priest and young masters.

Thinking about it in another way, I have dedicated my whole life to the priest's mansion, and because of the instigation of a few irrelevant physiognomy masters and magic sticks, the master of this mansion regards human life as nothing, and beats and kills them servants. The mansion has changed owners, and it was hard to get peace. Of course, these people will not miss their past masters.

People's hearts turn cold in an instant, but human nature needs a long time to get along to see it.

Zhuang Xiaoyu went back to her courtyard, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find things.

Yu Sui helped to search together: "Miss, what else are you looking for?"

"Where's my private money?" Zhuang Xiaoyu poured out all his gold and silver nudes from the drawer: "Brother Min gave me an idea. A stall started to give out porridge, and the homeless beggars would always come to get food."

"This is a good idea." Yu Sui counted the banknotes and gold and silver: "Didn't you secretly give all your private money to my aunt? Have you forgotten?"

After being reminded by Yu Sui, Zhuang Xiaoyu realized that he did not have much money. Although he was not at the point of being stretched, but the priest's house was not behind, he really did not have much money.

Zhuang Xiaoyu fiddled with these banknotes, even if she wanted to give out porridge, she couldn't hold on for long. Just when she was at a loss, Qin Wuyan opened the door and came in.

Glancing at the banknotes on the table and the well-ordered gold and silver ingots, Qin Wuyan asked calmly, "Xiao Yu, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu came back to her senses, and said sadly: "I wanted to do some good deeds to go to the street to give porridge to help the homeless beggars through the cold winter, and I thought it was to accumulate virtue for the farmer, but unfortunately, I don't seem to have much money."

Qin Wuyan stretched out his hand to pinch her small face: "Just this little thing, it's worth your melancholy, isn't there me?"