Before He Xiu met Xiao Xixi, although she worked in the kitchen of Xiao Mansion every day, her biggest dream in life was not to become an excellent cook, but to become a storyteller.
She was obsessed with the stories told by the storyteller, as if it could add a lot of previously unimaginable fun to her life.
She learned to read with her father since she was a child. Unfortunately, her parents left when she was young. With the help of Chef Cai, she came to Xiao Mansion to work and support herself.
She would take advantage of her break to run to the teahouse and carefully write down every move of the storyteller and every story.
But as a woman, she seems destined to be unable to realize her dream.
She didn't think anything was wrong, and she still did what she wanted to do, no matter whether she could succeed or not.
Those things are far away, and the current happiness is more important to her.
Until——Xiao Xixi came to the big kitchen and arranged for He Xiu to work in the small kitchen in the courtyard.
He Xiu was shocked by Xiao Xixi's appearance at first sight.
She didn't expect that the second young lady who had been rumored to be the devil would turn out to be so beautiful.
She has so many teahouses under her name that she needs to manage, and occasionally writing stories and going to teahouses to tell stories has taken up most of her time.
I never expected that the effect was unexpectedly good.
When she had time, she would go to teahouses to tell stories. When she had to tell a story she had written, new inspiration would suddenly come to her, and she would tell it according to the new inspiration.
He Xiu willingly worked for Xiao Xixi.
He Xiu actually started writing.
It's her own teahouse anyway, so even if she doesn't speak well, it doesn't matter.
As more and more Qingming residences were opened, Zhang Lan's storybooks became popular all over the country, and more and more women went to teahouses to listen to books, so He Xiu tried to tell stories on stage.
The guests found that He Xiu told the same story every time, but it was different, and they listened with interest every time.
He also developed pastries for the teahouse and went to bundle them with Jiyue... Oh no, he hired a lecturer with a high salary.
Therefore, whether it was Jiyue's letter, Qiongyu's letter, Lan Fangnen, or the children of Zhanglan's Gu Xian family, they were all recognized as adopted sons and daughters by He Xiu.
He Xiu tasted the benefits and went to the teahouse to tell stories more frequently. At the same time, it also attracted more women to listen to the books in the teahouse. Some women were even willing to go to the teahouse to tell stories like her.
He Xiu's parents are no longer alive, and she is not close to her uncles and aunts, so no one is urging her to get married.
However, when people around her gave birth to children, He Xiu really liked those children.
Therefore, He Xiu never feels alone.
Seeing people around her getting married and having children, He Xiu didn't feel left behind.
Everyone has their own path to walk, and she felt that her path was destined to be different from others.
When Xiao Xixi wanted to open a teahouse, He Xiu almost exerted his lifelong wisdom and came up with the name "Qingmingju".
He Xiu felt at ease.
She only has one life, and she wants to live it according to her own wishes.
While He Xiu was satisfied, he was encouraged by Zhang Lan to write a storybook.
He Xiu's literary talent is not as good as Zhang Lan's, and the stories he writes are not as beautiful as Zhang Lan's, but they are already at a very good level.
Probably because He Xiu has never been married and has always been like a child, the relationship between the children and He Xiu is closer than that of their biological parents.
Sometimes, the children's parents would be jealous of He Xiu, but there was nothing they could do about it. After all, we all got along very harmoniously, right? We couldn't say anything bad about He Xiu.
