If the business woman does not help the poor, the villain's dream of prosperity will be shatter

Li Youlin stuffed the bamboo pole into Xiao Cheng's arms and shouted unhappily, "Paddle the boat!"

Xiao Cheng grinned again, took the bamboo pole, and raised an eyebrow at Qin Shu, "Ms. Qin, please sit down."

After Qin Shu and Nanny Chun sat down in the cabin, Xiao Cheng pushed with a long pole, and the willow-leaf boat moved forward quickly like a happy fish swimming in the stream.

There are many strange rocks at the bottom of Luochuan Stream, and the water flows rapidly. The stream hits the rocks at the bottom of the water, stirring up snow-white waves.

The boat shuttled quickly among the strange rocks and went downstream like an arrow.

Nanny Chun leaned against Qin Shu, held her in her arms, and used her body to shield her from the splashing water in the stream.

It also shielded her from the biting cold wind.

Qin Shu's eyes were slightly moist, and she held Nanny Chun's hand silently.

Fortunately, not long after the boat sailed downstream, Xiao Cheng put away the fishing rod. After the boat slowed down, he extended the fishing rod and tapped it lightly on the rocks on the shore.

The boat immediately changed its course and stopped at a shallow area with slow current.

Xiao Cheng bent down and picked up a ball of hemp rope from the boat, tied a knot and hung it on the rope wedge at the bow, then flew up, landed lightly on the shore, and dragged the boat ashore.

Li Youlin waited for Qin Shu and Nanny Chun to help each other get off the boat before he jumped off the boat behind them. He patted Xiao Cheng on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, Brother Xiao."

Xiao Cheng looked at the master and servant in front of him, leaned over to Li Youlin's ear and asked, "How much does she know about Manager Qin?"

Li Youlin pursed his lips slightly and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "I don't know, but I have noticed something."

After saying that, he winked at Xiao Cheng, signaling him to stop talking, and quickly followed.

Li Youlin walked up to Qin Shu and saw that she was wearing thin clothes and her face was blue from the cold, but she was gritting her teeth and persevering. He couldn't help but feel a little respect for her.

His parents died suddenly, and he was alone and helpless, but he was able to successfully escape from Qin Jingchang's close surveillance.

Qin Jingchang probably didn't expect that his seemingly weak and vulnerable niece had dug such a big hole for him without his knowledge.

Once that batch of fake jewelry and fake banknotes fell into Cheng Mao's hands, I'm afraid Cheng Mao would want to tear Qin Jingchang to pieces.

This woman's forbearance and strategy are no less than those of a seven-foot-tall man.

Li Youlin's eyes flickered over Qin Shu, and he asked in a low voice, "Miss, is there anything in the carriage that you need urgently?"

Something on the carriage?

Qin Shu's lips curled slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile, "Those things were all taken care of by Second Aunt. Even my clothes and hair were rearranged before I left the house."

Li Youlin's eyes darkened, he sighed softly, and said: "There is still some money left from the money that the eldest lady gave me before..."

"Brother Youlin." Qin Shu looked at him with a smile and said softly, "Brother, don't worry. I have made some preparations. You can keep the silver with you. It will be useful to you."

Although he didn't know how Qin Shu transported the dowry out of the house, since she said so, Li Youlin didn't say anything else.

He led Qin Shu deeper into the forest, saying as they walked, "It's getting late today and the weather is cold. Brother Xiao has a manor here, Miss, you can rest here for the night. If there's anything, it won't be too late to talk about it tomorrow."

Qin Shu responded: "Okay."

A few miles of mountain roads are nothing to a man who wears soap boots and walks outside all year round.

But for a rich lady who wears soft satin-soled embroidered shoes and never goes out of the house on weekdays, it is tantamount to torture.

The stones hurt my feet and it was still painful even through the soles of my shoes.

And dry branches and thorns...

Qin Shu found it increasingly difficult to walk, and the sweat on her forehead kept sliding down her cheeks.

The speed did not decrease at all.

Nanny Chun tried to speak several times, but was gently silenced by Qin Shu.

Finally, when the moon rose above the treetops, a dark villa appeared in front of everyone.

Qin Shu sighed quietly without making any expression.

Xiao Cheng, who was following behind, glanced at Qin Shu's feet. Although he said nothing, his eyes could not help but reveal a hint of admiration.

The maid in the villa took Qin Shu and Nanny Chun to the backyard.

After entering the room and sitting on the chair, Qin Shu couldn't stand up again.

My legs were so sore that they didn't feel like my own and I had lost all feeling in my feet.

My waist and back are sore.

She lifted up her skirt, raised her feet, looked at her embroidered shoes with her toes exposed, and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "These embroidered shoes are really good-looking but useless."

The soles of the shoes were worn out and covered with mud.

The original color and pattern can no longer be seen.

Aunt Chun, with tears in her eyes, asked the maid who brought them here softly, "Excuse me, master, is there any hot water?"

The old woman smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I will bring it to you later."

Not long after, the old woman came with her people, bringing not only hot water, but also clean clothes, wound medicine, clean cotton cloth and other items.

Nanny Chun thanked her again and again.

Qin Shu took off her embroidered shoes, and Nanny Chun immediately burst into tears.

The pair of white and tender feet in the past were now dotted with thorns on the soles, and there was a bean-sized blister under each toe.

Just as Aunt Chun was about to squat down to help Qin Shu wash her feet, Qin Shu quickly stopped her and said, "Aunt, you can't do that. You are old, and you have been serving my mother for many years. How can I let you do such a thing?"

Qin Shu held Nanny Chun's hand and said with a smile, "From the moment you left the mansion, Shu'er is no longer the rich lady you used to be. You have to learn to do many things by yourself. Nanny, don't call me Miss. Just call me Shu'er like you did with my parents."

Nanny Chun choked and kept wiping away tears.

Qin Shu added: "Mammy, please soak your feet too. You have worked hard along the way."

If it weren't for the need to take care of her, Nanny Chun could have resigned and lived with her son.

Why would I have to run around with her?

After they soaked their feet, Qin Shu used an embroidery needle to pick out the thorns on the soles of their feet one by one under the candlelight, cut the blisters, and applied medicine.

Wrap the wound little by little with clean cotton cloth.

By the time I had finished cleaning up, eaten, and lay down on the couch, it was almost midnight.

On a full-moon night in late winter, the bright moon is like a disk, hanging high in the sky. The moonlight is like a silk thread, making the world as bright as day.

Qin Shu lay on the couch, looking at everything unfamiliar around her.

She stretched out her hand and looked at it carefully in the moonlight: her hand was still as white as silk, soft as boneless, and her skin was still plump and tender.

Unlike his previous life, he was skinny and bloodless.

This villa is located in a secluded place, and I think few people live here.

Although the house where Qin Shu lived was decorated in a very simple way, one could see the care and elegance of the owner.

Unlike the Liu family’s west wing in the previous life, which was full of meanness and shabbyness.

There is also endless despair and desolation!

Lying in this completely unfamiliar place, Qin Shu always felt a little uneasy, fearing that after falling asleep and opening her eyes, she would be back in the dark Liu family courtyard.

Of course, there is also confusion about the future.

What should we do in the future?

How can I avenge my parents?

Who is the real culprit behind this?

There are also my second uncle and second aunt.

The two men coveted the wealth of the East Palace and had long been salivating over the treasures in her and her mother's storehouses.

The stumbling block that hindered their happy life was finally kicked out of the house. I'm afraid Uncle and Aunt can't wait to feast their eyes on them, right?

I just wonder what their expressions will be when they open the warehouse door and see the surprise I have prepared for them?