After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

Seeing Xiuxiu fall into Liu Qingmei's arms, Zhou Kun stretched out his hand to grab it, and then moved his wrist. A strong numbness came over him, and he had to stop.

"What did you do?" He stared at the frightening young man, baring his teeth.

Jing was expressionless, standing beside Lu Xiyue, not talking nonsense to him.

There was a smile in Lu Xiyue's eyes, she looked at Zhou Kun, and threatened brightly: "If you don't leave, be careful with your other hand."

Jing Yi raised his hand and clenched his fist in cooperation.

Zhou Kun swallowed his saliva with a frightened expression on his face.

Judging by the posture of this little girl, it is obvious that she has a lot of background.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and stared at Liu Qingmei and Xiuxiu who was trembling in her arms, spat hard, and said a harsh word.

"You wait for me!"

He crossed his arms and angrily pushed away the crowd.

Before everyone present could react, Zhou Kun had already walked away.

"What's the background of this little girl? Look at this posture, it seems that it is not simple."

In the crowd, someone guessed.

Zhou Kun and Liu Qingmei are husband and wife. They were originally the pillars of the family. Later, after they became addicted to gambling, they became famous lazy people.

Neighbors on the street persuaded him many times, but they were indifferent, and later they alarmed the people in the yamen. Zhou Kun was quite normal, but within a few days, he gambled even harder.

"I saw rows of carriages coming from outside this morning. It must belong to this family. With such courage, it's no wonder they can scare Zhou Kun."

"What do you mean by bluffing? Zhou Kun couldn't move his arm if you didn't watch the guards move their hands."

How could ordinary wealthy households keep such guards.

Seeing that the bustle was gone, the onlookers spontaneously dispersed after a few words of discussion.

Lu Xiyue waved her hand and asked the servants to go back to the courtyard. When Jing saw this, she silently jumped out of the crowd and disappeared.

Liu Qingmei gratefully pulled Xiuxiu to thank her: "Thank you for your help, come on, Xiuxiu thank you."

The little girl rubbed her red eyes, wiped away her tears, and thanked her.

Lu Xiyue supported the two of them, raised her hand to rub Xiuxiu's hair, and said with a smile, "It's just a little effort, no thanks."

"Beautiful sister, you are so kind." Xiuxiu blinked her red eyes and looked at her with aggrieved eyes.

Liu Qingmei was stunned, and then smiled through tears: "So this is the beautiful sister you mentioned, she really is like a fairy."

"It turns out that in Xiuxiu's heart, sister is a fairy." She spoke with a hint of teasing.

The little girl blushed with embarrassment, and buried her head in Liu Qingmei's arms.

Holding her frightened daughter in her arms, she looked at her benefactor, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Miss, do you have time now? If you have nothing to do, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"

Lu Xiyue was about to ask about the relationship between that man and her just now, when she asked for an invitation, she agreed.

After entering the Sifang courtyard, Lu Xiyue was a little surprised by the scene inside.

The yard looked small from the outside, more than enough to accommodate four or five people. There was a small table and two stools in the hall, and a cup of tea on the table was cracked.

Other than that, nothing else.

Seeing her looking at her surroundings, Liu Qingmei lowered her head, picked out one of the intact teacups and poured tea for her, embarrassedly said: "My family is poor, and the girl laughed at me."

With a hesitant face, she brought the teacup to Lu Xiyue.

The girl's clothes looked sober, like the yellow Guanyin tree standing quietly in the yard, hiding beauty.

Looking around again, it is not an exaggeration to call it a house of desolation.

Lu Xiyue took the teacup with a smile and took a sip, "Madam was joking, but this tea tastes really good."

How could she not see the embarrassment of the other party, so she changed the subject and talked about the tea.

"If the girl likes it, I will give some to the girl, that is, the tea tree in the yard."

Xu Shi was finally able to give her something she likes as a thank you, Liu Qingmei immediately asked Xiuxiu to go to the house to get the tea box.

Lu Xiyue didn't refute her face, "Then I'll accept it."

Xiuxiu quickly brought over the tea box.

After a few words, Lu Xiyue turned back to the main topic.

"That man just now, is Madam's husband?"

When Zhou Kun was mentioned, the joy on Liu Qingmei's face faded. Looking at the little girl playing around the tea tree in the yard, she sighed, "It's my husband."

"He treats you badly, why don't you leave him." Lu Xiyue said bluntly.

What's the use of a lazy husband who only gambles all day long.

Liu Qingmei smiled bitterly: "We can't make up."

"why?"

"If we reconcile, he will take Xiuxiu away."

There was a tear in her voice.

"Forget it, it's just that I committed too many crimes when I was young, and it's just retribution." Liu Qingmei covered her face and cried.

Lu Xiyue understood that in this era, when a woman reconciles with her husband, the children must stay at her husband's house in all likelihood, unless there is support from her mother's family, but even so, very few people can take their children away after reconciling.

Knowing Liu Qingmei's difficulty, she stopped talking.

As for the "retribution" she said, the two only met once, so it's not good for her to ask too deeply.

She is not someone who likes to meddle in other people's business. To put it bluntly, she just wants to live her own life. The Virgin Mary has too much heart, which is not a good thing after all.

If it wasn't for that little girl Xiuxiu, she wouldn't have helped her out of trouble today.

After comforting Liu Qingmei, looking at the still early sky outside, she got up and said goodbye to her.

Liu Qingmei took Xiuxiu's hand and led her to the door.

"Goodbye, sister." Xiuxiu waved her goodbye.

Zhao Pinqian, who had just entered the courtyard, heard the little girl's voice and looked back, "Why are you here?"

"It's okay to drop by, you guys are back so soon, where is Xiao Yunheng?"

Zhao Pinqian looked past her, and saw the round and cute little girl and the woman beside her with a drooping face: "He just went in, so he probably went looking for you."

The woman was slender, and he didn't see her face clearly, but he vaguely felt familiar.

Liu Qingmei held Xiuxiu's hand tightly, the moment she saw Zhao Pinqian, the blood in her whole body seemed to coagulate at this moment.

She didn't dare to look up, and the curious gaze on the other side made her hold her breath.

Xiuxiu's small face wrinkled: "Mom, you hurt me by scratching."

She subconsciously let go, and whispered: "Let's go in quickly."

Xiuxiu nodded and entered the gate with her.

Liu Qingmei pushed the door stiffly, but heard the young man behind him say coldly: "Liu Yan?"

She paused slightly, completely panicked at this moment, and hurriedly closed the door.

One hand firmly pressed the door that was about to be sealed, a pair of black boots on the ground broke into sight, and the voice above his head was both surprised and suspicious: "It's really you, are you not dead?"

Liu Qingmei heard her nervous heartbeat, squeezed her sweaty palms, and pretended to be calm: "What are you talking about, young master, you must have misunderstood someone."

With that said, she was about to close the door.