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

"Go further in. No. 266 is the villa where the concubine lives. Alas, it has changed owners several times!"

The old lady sighed deeply, pointed the way to Xia Qingqing, and reminded her, "The people living here now have two big dogs. They are very fierce and will bite people. Be careful, girl."

"Got it. I'm going to go broaden my horizons!"

Xia Qingqing seemed very interested and rode her bike inside. She was in a very excited mood.

Because No. 266 is the house of Xiao Yingyue, a good sister she met in prison in her previous life, but now it is occupied by Yingyue's stepfather and his family. Thinking of Yingyue's situation in her previous life, Xia Qingqing's face sank and a solemn aura emanated from her.

The timing of her rebirth was just right. Nothing happened to her three good sisters yet, and there was still time for their fates to change.

Xia Qingqing rode her bike while looking for the house number and soon found number 266.

Just as Xiao Yingyue said, this garden house is not big but extremely exquisite, and the west wall of the courtyard is covered with pink and red roses. It is June now, and the roses are blooming all over the wall, attracting many bees and butterflies. The fragrance of the flowers can be smelled from afar.

It is said that the concubine of the famous opera actor loved roses very much, and the warlord doted on her. After purchasing the house, he asked the gardener to plant roses. In spring, the roses would bloom all over the courtyard wall, creating a very beautiful scenery.

However, using beauty to please a man is not a long-term solution, especially during the war-torn era. In less than two years, the concubine was neglected by the warlord. Later, the warlord was defeated and fled Shanghai with his remaining troops. The abandoned concubine had no choice but to sell the house.

This beautiful villa has had nearly ten owners, and Xiao Yingyue’s grandfather Xiao Xunmei was the last one.

Xiao Xunmei was a Kunqu opera master who was very popular before the liberation and was famous in Shanghai. It was said that his appearance fee was 500 oceans per time, plus extra red envelopes from the host family. Xiao Yingyue said that her grandfather earned an average of 30,000 oceans per month at his peak, and even though his fame faded later, he could still earn 7,000 or 8,000 oceans.

Xiao Xunmei, who was very good at making money, lived a very frugal life. Apart from spending money on maintaining his voice and buying this villa, he exchanged the rest of the money for gold bars.

A few years after the liberation, Xiao Xunmei took two large boxes of gold bars to Gangcheng, along with his step-wife and her family. Xiao Yingyue's grandmother was the original wife, and her life was a bit hard. She accompanied Xiao Xunmei through hardships but was unable to enjoy happiness. Xiao Xunmei died of illness after he became famous.

Although the step-wife he married later was not vicious, she was not kind either. But we cannot say she was bad. People are selfish and they must plan for their own children. When Xiao Xunmei went to Gangcheng, she wanted to take her 17-year-old father with her, but his father refused. He did not want to live under the stepmother's face anymore.

Xiao Xunmei gave the house to his eldest son. The day before he left, the father and son had a heart-to-heart talk in the study all night. The next day, Xiao Xunmei left with his step-wife and her family.

Xiao Yingyue's father studied opera for several years, but he was not talented. Xiao Xunmei once said disappointedly: "Why are you not as good as your brother?"

The younger brother he was talking about was the son of his stepmother, five years younger than Xiao's father, extremely talented, and also Xiao Xunmei's favorite son.

This is also the reason why Xiao's father is unwilling to go to Hong Kong City. His biological father doesn't like it and his stepmother rejects him. It would be more difficult to live there than in the cracks. It is better to stay in Shanghai City and be free.

Although Father Xiao had no talent for singing, he was tall and had a heroic look, so he chose to pursue a career in acting. He did gain some fame and even starred in two movies. If Father Xiao could continue acting, he might have become a big star.

But a few years after Xiao Yingyue was born, Xiao's father was reported by his wife for making reactionary remarks at home and was sent to a suburban farm for reform. But after a few years of reform, Xiao's father was sent to the Northwest Farm and never returned.

It is said that when the mountain was blasted, Xiao's father did not have time to leave and was buried in the rocks, and his body was never found.

Xiao Yingyue was ten years old at the time. She clearly remembered the day when the telegram came from the Northwest Farm. Her mother was so happy that she and her current stepfather opened a bottle of wine to celebrate that night.

After that, Xiao Yingyue never heard from her father again. Her home became the home of her stepfather and her mother's family. The princess room that her father decorated for her became that of her stepfather's daughter, and she was driven to live in a dark and narrow storage room.

Xia Qingqing stood in front of the door of No. 266, thinking about the past events, her eyes becoming colder and colder.

The reason why Yingyue went to jail was because her beastly stepfather wanted to do something bad to her. Yingyue also overheard the conversation between her stepfather and her mother and learned the truth about her father's tragic death. In a rage, Yingyue killed her stepfather.

"Don't come back if you get out. I worked so hard to raise you, and this is how you repay me? Don't you have ambition? Then get out and never come back!"

A woman's roar was heard from the closed door.

"This house belongs to my father, you are outsiders!"

Then a girl's angry voice was heard, and Xia Qingqing's mouth curled up. It was her Yingyue!

"Your father died a long time ago, and there are no bones left. This house is mine now. You are an ungrateful bastard. You should have thrown yourself in the toilet earlier. Get out!"

The angry woman cursed even more harshly, then the door opened, and several pieces of clothing were thrown out, along with a worn suitcase. A woman with wavy curly hair stood at the door. Her originally pretty face was now distorted by anger and looked extremely ugly.

The woman pointed outside and cursed: "Get lost! Don't you have ambition? Get lost now, and don't come to me to beg for food in the future!"

"You are the one who should get out. You killed my dad. You hooked up with Xiao Zhiguang before you divorced him. You are so angry because I know about the dirty things you did. Xiao Moli is one year older than me.

She is the bastard you and Xiao Zhiguang gave birth to. My father knew about your scandal, so you deliberately reported him and fabricated those false charges. Ding Yumei, I came out of your belly, which is a great shame. You two dogs, be careful not to be struck by lightning when you go out!"

The girl's stubborn and angry voice became louder and louder. Although Xia Qingqing couldn't see it, she could imagine that the girl must be so angry that her face turned red and her fists were clenched into fists.

This girl was too impulsive and should not have said it so early. In her previous life, it was after this quarrel that the beast Xiao Zhiguang attacked Yingyue. In the end, the beast was only slightly injured, but Yingyue was sentenced to fifteen years in prison for intentional homicide.

Xiao Yingyue told the police that her stepfather had behaved badly with her, but her biological mother Ding Yumei testified that this was not the case at all and that Xiao Zhiguang usually presented himself as a gentle and kind person at work, and no one believed that such an honest man would do such a beastly thing to his stepdaughter.

Even the police didn’t believe it, no one believed Xiao Yingyue.

"Snapped!"

Ding Yumei, who was standing at the door, rushed back and slapped her daughter hard. The way she looked at her daughter was not like a biological mother looking at her daughter, but rather like she was looking at an enemy.