After thinking about it for a while, Hua Xiaogu's belly began to sing about the empty city plan. She simply didn't think about him and just packed herself up and went downstairs to drink red date porridge.
After drinking two bowls of warm and sweet red date porridge, Hua Xiaogu felt refreshed and confident.
"Baitao, take me to see that old man." Hua Xiaogu stretched out and said to Baitao.
Baitao shook her head helplessly: "Girl, how many times have I told you not to stretch when you are full, or you will break your intestines?"
Baitao didn't say anything, but Hua Xiaogu couldn't think of stretching. It was her constant nagging that made Hua Xiaogu develop this habit unconsciously. She stuck out her tongue, said nothing, and followed Baitao out. Because
Hua Xiaogu gave orders last night, so the servants in the house did not dare to neglect the old beggar.
Not only did he give him a change of clothes, but he also packed up a spare room for him to sleep in.
Early the next morning, when the old beggar said to a servant that he had something to say to their master, for some unknown reason, the servant actually agreed.
When Hua Xiaogu walked into the reception room fresh and fresh, the old beggar had completely changed his appearance.
The servant treated him to a bath yesterday, and his messy and dirty hair has now been combed and tied up. The old mud on his face has also been washed away, and it seems that even the wrinkles on it have been reduced. Old
The beggar was not wearing his dark tattered clothes at the moment, but a navy blue half-worn cloth. It seemed that a servant found it for him to wear.
Because the change was so big, Hua Xiaogu didn't even recognize him for a while.
"...Old man, did you sleep well last night?" Hua Xiaogu looked him up and down for a while, vaguely feeling that he looked familiar. It wasn't until he raised his head to look at Hua Xiaogu that she quickly said with a smile.
The old man nodded, stood up, stretched out his hand and saluted Hua Xiaogu.
Hua Xiaogu was even more puzzled now. He actually saluted in such a standard manner, with a vague sense of everyone's demeanor... Who is this old beggar? Didn't Tian Lanqing say yesterday that he was a cuckold, and he was eager to kill him?
Is he a lunatic who killed his wife and children? Why does it look...not like that now?
"Girl, if you don't mind, please sit down and listen to what this old man has to say." The old man finally spoke, his voice slow and polite.
Hua Xiaogu nodded and sat down on the chair opposite the old man.
The old beggar raised his head and nodded towards Hua Xiaogu. He was silent for a while, and then he said, "I guess the girl has sent someone to inquire about the origin of the old man?"
Hua Xiaogu was startled, and then simply nodded. Since someone asked that, Hua Xiaogu had nothing to hide.
"I've heard something about it. Is the old man's surname Liu?"
The old beggar smiled softly, without nodding or shaking his head, but straightened his back.
"Girl, don't blame me. I should have been buried long ago. It's just that I have a special status. If outsiders know that I'm not dead yet, I'm afraid my life will be short. I'm just filled with resentment in my heart. I've been framed by others in this life. If I were to
If you don’t avenge yourself, you will die without peace of mind.”
Hua Xiaogu's heart skipped a beat, thinking that this sounded a bit surprising. Maybe this person... isn't that simple?
She reached out and knocked on the table. After a while, two maids walked in from outside.
"Go get a pot of Lushan clouds and put it here. Then go out."
