Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

Qingli cried and ran away, but did not go far. She knew that Chu Haochen would be driven out by Lu Qingqing soon, and her appearance still planted a thorn in Lu Qingqing's heart.

Qingli held her red and swollen cheeks, with a triumphant smile in her eyes.

No matter what, what can any of them do to her now.

From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Chu Haochen walking towards this side. Holding her heart beating wildly in her chest, she hid behind the Moon Gate.

At this moment, Chu Haochen was thinking about how to coax Qing'er. Suddenly, a figure rushed toward him, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

"Your Majesty..." Qingli shouted with a charming drawl, looking behind her from the corner of her eye.

Lu Qingqing, who was following out uneasily, happened to see this scene happen, and she turned and left instantly without even thinking about it.

"Haha... I shouldn't have come out."

Chu Haochen had no idea that Lu Qingqing, who appeared behind him, had misunderstood him.

When he saw clearly that it was Qingli, he suddenly threw the person far away.

"You're looking for death." He said, pulling off the sleeves of his coat and throwing it to the ground.

Green pear eyes were sobbing with pear blossoms, looking like a wronged little white flower, watching Chu Haochen walk away angrily.

She wiped away her tears, slowly stood up with a sneer on her lips, patted her clothes and walked towards her guest house.

Lu Qingqing was even more depressed when she returned to the courtyard. Biyun happened to return to the room with cakes in hand. When she saw that her master's face was even uglier than before, she felt her heart beat.

"Master, what's going on? Are there any shortcomings in the accounts?"

Biyun asked tentatively.

Lu Qingqing shook her head feebly, then leaned on the beauty's couch and closed her eyes.

"Master, the pastries are here. They are still warm. Do you want to eat some first?"

Lu Qingqing closed her eyes and said in a deep voice, let her eat it all, she has no appetite now.

"Ah?" Biyun made a puzzled sound, which showed that the master really didn't want to talk anymore. Biyun could only sit aside and gnaw on cakes, thinking about how to make the master happy.

Qingli, who was returning to the guest house, happened to bump into Bao'er carrying something and jumping towards the backyard.

Seeing that dead girl Qingli felt a twinge of evil in her heart, and looking at the bitch walking away, she took it into consideration.

Turning around and walking quickly towards the guest house, she called the little maid to buy some maltose from the grocery store at the end of the village.

"Okay, Miss Qingli, please go right away." The simple-minded little maid thought it was Qingli who liked to eat maltose, so she took the money and blessed her and walked towards the outside of the hospital.

Qingli entered the room and took out the croton powder she bought in the town last time from her bag.

She looked at the paper bag in her hand with a sinister smile in her eyes.

After a while, the little maid returned to the guest house, happily holding the maltose wrapped in her hand, and knocked on Qingli's door.

"Miss Qingli, I bought this slave."

After hearing this, Qingli in the room raised her eyebrows, raised a slight smile and shouted: "Come in."

The little maid lowered her head, opened the door and walked into the room.

She carefully handed over the sugar packet in her hand. Qingli's lips were half hooked and she placed it on the table, then waved her hand and left the room.

She looked at the door to make sure the little maid had left before opening the sugar bag, taking out the croton powder she had prepared before, and dividing the candy into several portions.

One portion was sprinkled with a thin layer of croton flour. After a while, it was wrapped in sugar paper. She called the little maid outside the door.

"Miss Qingli, do you call me slave?"

The little maid always looks timid, which makes Qingli very unhappy, so she takes it out on her whenever she is angry.

"Well, this is a reward for you. Thank you for helping me make a trip just now. You can leave this bag to Bao'er. What happened last time was because I was not good at arguing with her as a child.

But you also know that it’s hard for me to lose face with my temper, so I simply bought some candies to make her happy. Can you please give them to her? Don’t tell me it was from me, I..."

The little maid had a simple mind. When she saw Qingli divide a pile of candy cubes into three parts, she picked up one and put it in her mouth.

"Don't worry, Miss Qingli, I know this."

After saying that, he held the portion given to Bao'er in his hands and turned to leave.

Qingli stopped her, and angrily came to her and put the portion that had just been given to her into her arms. She also deliberately told her to put more in this portion and let her go back and eat slowly by herself.

The little maid looked at Qingli with a sad look on her face, thinking that Miss Qingli had really changed.

"Thank you Miss Qingli."

Qingli waved her hand with a smile on her face, and kept asking her to please her, saying that even in such a big Zhuangzi, she would believe her.

The little maid was a little flattered. She nodded her head repeatedly, and then left the room respectfully.

The little maid returned to her room first with two portions of maltose in her arms.

She took out the portion of maltose given by Miss Qingli in her arms and weighed the amount. It was indeed much more than what was given to Bao'er.

Thinking of Miss Qingli's trust in her just now, a smile suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she thought of giving back the extra she had to Bao'er, thinking that it could also ease the relationship with Aunt Feng in the house.

Thinking of the little maid doing what she asked, she put the small portion under the pillow at the head of the bed, then picked up the one for Bao'er and walked towards the kitchen in the backyard.

Qingli sat by the window and saw the little maid leaving the yard happily, with a sneer on her lips.

Before she even ran to the kitchen, the little maid saw Bao'er in the yard from a distance and shouted to her:

"Bao'er, Bao'er, this way." She shouted waving her hands.

Bao'er saw it was Sister Chunli from the guest house and ran forward happily.

"Sister Chunli, are you okay with calling Bao'er?"

Chunli asked Bao'er to close his eyes with a smile on his face. Bao'er scratched his head curiously and asked what happened?

Unable to twist Chunli, Bao'er could only close her eyes obediently. Chunli took out the packet of maltose from behind and put it in her little hand.

Bao'er couldn't hold it in any longer and quickly opened her eyes. Looking at the sugar packet in her hand, she sniffed it curiously and asked happily:

"Sister Chunli, this is maltose, right?"

Chunli's eyes were filled with smiles and she nodded gently.

At this time, Baoer asked Chunli doubtfully, why did he give her such expensive maltose, and it was only a pack?

Chunli hesitated and didn't say the reason. She told Bao'er to go back and eat before turning around and running away anxiously.

"What's wrong with Sister Chunli? It's really strange, but this much maltose is enough for me to eat for a while."

Baoer ran towards his yard happily.

After Chunli returned to the guest house, she reported the matter to Qingli. Qingli was in a good mood and asked her to go down and rest first.