Chapter 3: The Coachman's Dark Moonlight Green Plum 02

After the girl finished speaking, she ran towards the hostess like a rabbit.

Zhao Huaxing's eyes flashed. For some reason, he always felt that the girl's voice was a little trembling.

Was the girl afraid of him just now?

But he's just a rickshaw driver, what's so scary about him? No matter how scary it is, it can't be scarier than this cannibalistic society!

When the girl heard the laughter, she ran faster and didn't stop until she reached the hostess.

"Mom, there's a peach tree outside this room. You can smell the flowers when you get close. We can even eat peaches in the fall."

Hearing her daughter say this, Cao Xiuyun's eyes flashed with helplessness. She nodded, "Okay, it's up to you."

Looking at the girl pointing at the peach tree with a smile as beautiful as a flower, Zhao Huaxing frowned slightly. "It's really useless to think that a little peach can make you so happy."

But after a moment, Zhao Huaxing suddenly realized that this tree was planted when he was a child and it was a typical example of a tree that looked good but was useless.

Despite the abundance of flowers, there were very few peaches. He had lived there for ten years, and the trees had produced fewer than five peaches.

Zhao Huaxing curled his lips and smiled meaningfully. It seemed that the girl was destined to be disappointed.

What Zhao Huaxing didn't know was that the moment he entered the room and closed the door, the girl quietly breathed a sigh of relief, because the girl was Shen Xinran.

The man who helped her just now is the male protagonist of this world. Although the male protagonist is just a rickshaw driver now, he will become the largest warlord in the entire southwest region in the future.

As a young girl not yet eighteen, Chen Wanrong's world was simple.

Every day she either thinks about buying a new dress or what to eat, which coincides with Shen Xinran's thoughts.

Chen's father used to run a garment factory and was a patriotic entrepreneur who often appeared in newspapers. The Chen family was not wealthy, but they could be said to have no worries about food and clothing.

Logically speaking, the male protagonist, who is a rickshaw driver in the early stage, would not have any intersection with Chen Wanrong.

But who made him the male lead?

Chen Wanrong's family was tragically targeted by a villain and the factory closed down. In order to pay the workers' wages, Chen's father sold all his valuables and moved to the slums with Chen Wanrong.

This was the first time the male protagonist and Chen Wanrong met. Seeing the young lady, who was supposed to be high and mighty, fall into the quagmire and become an inferior person like him, the male protagonist felt secretly happy.

He was waiting for the day when the eldest lady could no longer live here and would cry and beg him for help.

To put it bluntly, the male protagonist is a pervert who can't stand seeing others doing well. Moreover, since when did he start to regard this down-and-out young lady as his own property?

When the war came, Chen Wanrong made an appointment with the male protagonist to escape together, but she stole the male protagonist's boat ticket and left alone.

The male protagonist finally came to his senses. He came to the front line and led a group of rickshaw pullers, turning his love for Chen Wanrong into love for the motherland.

Now there is still a year until the war, and a full five years until she finishes the story and leaves the game.

Thinking of this, Shen Xinran couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that you are already familiar with the world, so I will go to patrol other taskers. If you have anything, you can open the system panel and write me an email. If I see it, I will reply. Of course, if I don’t see it, that’s another matter." After the system said this, there was no sound.

"System, system?" Shen Xinran tried to call the system's name in his mind, but there was no response.

It seems that he is really gone.

Shen Xinran was speechless for a moment. It was her blessing to meet such an irresponsible system like you!

While Cao Xiuyun was packing her things, she called out to her daughter, "Wanrong, this bag contains your clothes. Take it back to your room and sort it out."

Shen Xinran nodded immediately, "Okay, I'll be right here."

…

Although people sleep a lot in summer, Zhao Huaxing didn't dare to sleep for long. He closed his eyes and rested for half an hour before getting up because he still needed to pull a cart to earn money for today's meal.

As soon as I opened the door of the room, I saw the delicate young lady rushing into the bathroom like a gust of wind, and then rushing out like a frightened bird.

Shen Xinran's face flushed with anger. Who is so unhygienic that he doesn't flush the toilet after using it!

When she recalled what she saw in the bathroom, she felt like vomiting.

When she looked up, she saw Zhao Huaxing standing at the door of the room, looking at her with a half-smile. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You look like you're not used to it here!"

Shen Xinran's body stiffened. She shook her head and smiled faintly, "How could that be? This place is great. I like it very much."

Zhao Huaxing caught the flash of guilt in Shen Xinran's eyes, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He wanted to see how long you can hold on, you liar who says one thing and means another.

Shen Xinran took a step aside and said in a congratulatory tone, "Do you want to go to the bathroom? Then go first!"

Zhao Huaxing glanced at Shen Xinran and walked straight to the bathroom without saying much. About a minute later, he came out.

This made Shen Xinran shake his head. The male protagonist went to the toilet really quickly, and it was obvious that he had good kidneys.

Zhao Huaxing looked at Shen Xinran who had been standing there. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Aren't you going to the bathroom?"

Shen Xinran took a deep breath, pushed open the toilet door, and walked in. But when she looked inside, the toilet had been flushed clean. Although it still emitted an unpleasant smell, it also made her feel a little relieved.

When Shen Xinran came out of the toilet, Zhao Huaxing had already left pushing his shabby rickshaw.

The fiery red sun was high in the sky. Zhao Huaxing was wearing a straw hat on his head and a towel around his neck, which he used to wipe his sweat.

He did not go to Qingfengtang, but went to another restaurant, because he knew that Zhang Laowu was most likely still waiting for him at the door of Qingfengtang.

From one in the afternoon to eight in the evening, I drove a rickshaw, picked up thirteen passengers, and earned ninety-eight copper coins.

When he returned home, it was already dark. The moonlight flickered under the cover of dark clouds. He bought two steamed buns and ate them while walking.

But as soon as I stepped into the yard, I smelled a burning smell. I saw the newly moved young lady brought a small stool, put her hands on her chin, and sat at the kitchen door.

The moonlight illuminated her eyes beautifully, like a deep lake, lively and smart. Her long eyelashes were like two fans, slightly curled up, and could captivate people in the blink of an eye.

Black smoke billowed from the kitchen window, accompanied by Cao Xiuyun's anxious voice, "Sister Wang, please help me check, why won't this fire start?"

Aunt Wang came out of the room, walked straight into the kitchen, and asked, "Where did you get this firewood?"

Cao Xiuyun frowned and said, "I asked Wanrong and Qidong to pick this up in the woods. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Aunt Wang sighed, her tone full of experience. "This is all damp and can't be used. The firewood just picked up from the forest needs to be dried before it can be burned!"

Cao Xiuyun smiled awkwardly. She had lived a life of luxury before, and this was her first time in the kitchen. She didn't expect that she couldn't even do the simplest thing of lighting a fire. It felt like she had lived for so many years in vain.

Aunt Wang noticed Cao Xiuyun's embarrassment and softened her tone. "I still have some dry firewood here. You can use it first!"

Cao Xiuyun waved her hands repeatedly, "How can this be so embarrassing!"