After a long pause, Hua Qian'er smiled and said
My husband said you can stay here tonight.
As she spoke, Hua Qian'er pointed to the two rooms next to her.
"Those two, you can stay there, but they're a bit messy. With a little tidying up, they're still habitable."
It's probably because of these silver ingots.
Hua Qian'er spoke more enthusiastically than before.
Naturally, all three of them were invited inside.
Hua Qian'er spoke
"Have you three had dinner tonight?"
Would you like to eat with my husband?
As soon as she finished speaking, Hua Rou continued...
"good"
As she spoke, Hua Qian'er's smile faded slightly.
She was just being polite.
To my surprise, they actually agreed.
Hua Qian'er rolled up her sleeves
"I'll go cook."
With that, Hua Qian'er walked towards the kitchen.
Hua Rou stood there, watching this scene, which seemed somewhat familiar.
Yes, that's right.
After she got married, Hua Qian'er said that she liked her cooking the most.
I come here for dinner every few days.
She would also, like Hua Qian'er just now, roll up her sleeves and say with a smile,
"I'll go cook."
This made Hua Rou feel somewhat dazed.
Her gaze shifted to the room where her husband had just entered.
Oh, no, that's no longer his husband.
It's a painting of Qian'er.
Slowly loosen your grip.
The round paper umbrella fell to the ground.
She strode inside.
When I was standing at the door of the room.
She saw the man sitting at the table, his back to her, seemingly looking at something.
She walks without making a sound.
Originally, she didn't intend to investigate anything.
I just really miss him.
If there's anything Hua Rou still lingers for in this world, it's probably this man.
This was the person who treated her with the utmost kindness during her lifetime.
As I approached, those scenes seemed as vivid as if they had happened just yesterday.
Scenes flashed before my eyes.
Hua Rou unconsciously placed her hand on his shoulder, her eyes filled with tears, and softly called out.
"My lord."
She really missed him.
But she knew that humans and ghosts were on different paths.
Ultimately, I shouldn't disturb him.
The words had barely left his mouth.
The man seemed to be startled, and his whole body stiffened instantly.
Startled, the thing in her hand clattered to the ground.
It is a piece of jade.
The jade appears to be of excellent quality.
It's a good thing.
The flute pattern carved on it is especially lifelike.
The man's voice trembled as he called out.
"Painting, painting softness?"
There was not a trace of nostalgia in his voice, only fear.
When the man shouted, he did not hear a response from behind.
After a long pause, the man turned around.
He then saw a strange woman standing behind him.
The strange woman's gaze remained fixed on the piece of jade on the ground.
Then, the woman seemed to freeze.
She raised her head repeatedly, her gaze fixed on the man.
I have no emotions at all.
It seemed that the moment his gaze met that jade, all his nostalgia vanished.
She remembered the jade pendant.
The memory was so vivid that I recognized him at a glance.
That day, she was forced to drink alcohol.
In a daze, I was carried away.
Then, a lewd voice came from the side.
She still remembers it to this day.
She dared not forget; that was her enemy. How could she forget him before she had avenged herself?
"This chick's really something. Which of us brothers wants to go first?"
"Hahaha, everyone who sees it gets a share, everyone who sees it gets a share."
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