Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

Pei Aihua agreed. He only wanted to renovate the living room, bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and yard, and leave everything else intact.

As for the rent, Xiao Yingyue had no idea, so she let Xia Qingqing make the decision. According to the market conditions in Shanghai, such a western-style house would cost at least 30 yuan per month. Xia Qingqing thought of Xiao Yingyue's "high asking price" and offered 100 yuan per month.

Sure enough, Pei Aihua didn't even blink, and said he wanted to rent for a year, and took out the rental contract, which was in Chinese. He was indeed the most rigorous German, and he was very well prepared.

Xia Qingqing looked at the contract and found no problem with it, so she asked Xiao Yingyue to sign it. Pei Aihua happily paid a year's rent. He happily said that he would ask someone to come and renovate the house tomorrow, and he wanted to move in before the roses fell.

Everyone was happy that the house was rented out. Pei Aihua drove them home, and then left happily with Lang Yue. He also asked Song Chunlan to call him after she had finished cutting the dragon hair.

"Okay, I'll let you know when it's done."

Song Chunlan was very respectful. It was the first time in her 23 years of life that she had seen so much money. Although this foreigner was stupid, he had a lot of money. This must be the high-quality customer that Qingqing mentioned. She must please him.

After Pei Aihua and Lang Yue left, Song Chunlan took out a huge sum of 1,400 yuan from the box and gave half of it to Xia Qingqing.

"Sister Chunlan, this money is earned by you, you don't have to give it to me."

Of course Xia Qingqing couldn't accept it, but -

"Hongye negotiated the price for you, you have to give her some of it."

Zhuang Hongye played a huge role in this business, so it is only natural that he should get a share of the money.

"This half belongs to Hongye, and this half is yours."

Song Chunlan had already divided it up. She was a little confused before, but now she has figured it out. It must be the credit of Zhuang Hongye's translation, otherwise it would never have been sold for so much money.

"I don't want it. Give it all to Qingqing."

Zhuang Hongye refused coldly.

Song Chunlan thought about it awkwardly and decided to give all the 1,400 yuan to Xia Qingqing.

"I don't want it. Why would you give me your money? Although we are like sisters, brothers still have to settle accounts. From now on, the money you earn is yours, and the money I earn is mine. I'm in charge of this 1,400 yuan. Sister Chunlan and Hongye will each take half, and you can deposit it in the bank."

Xia Qingqing divided the money into two halves and put them in their hands respectively. She pressed hard and pretended to be unhappy and said, "If you still want to share it with me, I will really be angry."

Zhuang Hongye and Song Chunlan exchanged glances, did not insist on paying, and accepted the seven hundred yuan.

Song Chunlan also said: "The remaining 4,000 yuan of Zhang Long will be divided into 2,000 yuan of Hongye by then."

"No need, the four thousand are all yours. I have already taken your 5% commission, which is enough." Zhuang Hongye said lightly.

"But if it weren't for your help, I would definitely only sell it for 50 cents. Half for each person is already a big bargain for me." Song Chunlan felt that 5% was too little and insisted on half for each person.

Zhuang Hongye refused to take any more, and the two were deadlocked. Xia Qingqing had to step in to smooth things over, saying that this time they would each take half, and later on they would get 5%. Both agreed.

Today is a good day, everyone has made money. Xia Qingqing prepared a table of delicious food in the evening to celebrate, and even the most taciturn Zhuang Hongye drank some wine.

"Mom, I miss you so much."

Zhuang Hongye, who was sitting next to Xia Qingqing, suddenly hugged her, rubbed her neck and called her "Mom", her tears soaking her clothes.

Xia Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and patted her on the back gently, but the corners of her mouth twitched. She was still a virgin, and she actually became a mother.

"Mom, can you sing for me? You haven't sung for me for a long time!"

The drunk Zhuang Hongye was no longer indifferent, but became cute and naive, and even started to act coquettishly, twisting and turning in Xia Qingqing's arms, insisting that she sing.

"I rocked and rocked until I reached Grandma's Bridge. Grandma praised me as a good baby and gave me a steamed bun and a cake..."

Seeing Zhuang Hongye acting like a little girl, Xia Qingqing couldn't help but feel soft at heart and she started humming "Grandma's Bridge". She had heard the women in the village humming it when she was a child and had learned it unknowingly. When Xiaoyu refused to go to bed when he was a child, she would hum this song to coax him.

"Not this one, Mom, sing that one, the one about the arrival of spring!"

Zhuang Hongye was unhappy and hummed while ordering a song. Although she didn't hum the tune properly, Xia Qingqing still understood it. It was "Song of the Four Seasons", and she happened to know how to sing it.

She cleared her throat and hummed: "Spring has come, the window is full of green, the girl is embroidering mandarin ducks under the window, suddenly a ruthless blow hits the mandarin ducks to their own sides, summer has come, willow branches grow, the girl drifts to the Yangtze River, the south and north of the river are beautiful, how can it compare to the green gauze and sorghum..."

[Excerpt from Zhou Xuan's "Four Seasons Song"]

The gentle singing was very beautiful. Zhuang Hongye gradually calmed down and lay motionless in Xia Qingqing's arms, but her tears were getting more and more, and a large area of ​​her clothes were wet.

"Wow... My dad also sings this song. He sings it every night before going to bed. I miss my dad..."

Xiao Yingyue sobbed, tears streaming down her face. The song was still the same, but her father was gone.

No one sang a lullaby to her anymore, and no one told her bedtime stories anymore. Her beloved father was gone.

"Dad, where are you? Even if you become a ghost, come back to see me, okay? If you can't, come to me in a dream and talk to me, okay?"

Xiao Yingyue cried so hard that she hiccuped. She didn't believe that her father was dead, but so many years had passed and there was no news from her father. She had actually accepted the reality. If her father was still alive, he would definitely not ignore her and let her be bullied by Xiao Zhiguang and Ding Yumei.

Song Chunlan was not sad at first, but when she was infected by the atmosphere, she couldn't help but think of her cruel parents. Tears flowed down her face and soon wet a handkerchief.

Xia Qingqing sighed. Although she didn't cry, she felt uncomfortable in her heart. She felt sour and bitter, and felt blocked and uncomfortable.

She ignored these three. Crying was actually a good thing, especially for Zhuang Hongye. She had been holding it in for too long, and venting it out would be better for her health.

The three of them were tired of crying and sobered up. They lowered their heads in embarrassment. Xia Qingqing stood up and said, "Wash the dishes and wipe the table. I'm going to bed."

"Oh!"

The three of them responded obediently and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Qingqing didn't mention the embarrassing thing that happened just now.

Not long after Xia Qingqing entered the space, Mr. Ba came back and reported the situation on Xiao Zhiguang's side.

"A fight broke out. The man slapped the woman a few times!"

Mr. Ba spoke as concisely as ever, and was about to go out on a date. Xia Qingqing grabbed his wings and asked him to tell her more details. Mr. Ba said impatiently, "There was an internal conflict. The two of them fell out. The woman suspected that the man was having an affair outside, but the man denied it. That's it."

After saying that, Mr. Ba flew away impatiently.

There was a fierce look in Xia Qingqing's eyes. Since this pair of dogs were fighting among themselves, she would add fuel to the fire!