Chapter 70: Study and Flower Room
"The water tank is leaking?" Su Xian twitched the corner of his mouth.
"No."
"It just rained and the roof is leaking again?"
"no."
"Then what's the reason? Why did the flood happen for no reason?" Su Xian actually guessed something but pretended not to.
"I……"
Yang Zhilan calmly added firewood and briefly recounted the "peaceful" and "insignificant" incident that had just happened.
After hearing this, Su Xian complained wildly in his heart.
The house almost caught fire, and it was a "peaceful" and "trivial" matter?
"I am willing to accept the punishment!" Yang Zhilan said finally.
If you make a mistake you must be punished!
This is a rule engraved deep into Yang Zhilan's consciousness.
Of course, this is the fault of that damn little cabinet leader.
After all, her position is a bodyguard, not a maid or a servant girl. In fact, this is difficult for her... Su Xian let out a long sigh and smiled, "Don't add firewood for now. I'll take you to the next room to take a bath and change clothes."
Yang Zhilan held a small branch in her hand, stopped a few inches in front of the stove, and turned to look at Su Xian.
Su Hyun also looked at her.
"I am willing to accept the punishment!" Yang Zhilan repeated.
"It's not a big deal, there's no punishment." Su Xian shook his head, "Just remember it from now on!"
Yang Zhilan looked at him for a long time, and finally said calmly: "Yes!"
Is this the new life... This thought popped up in her mind, and then she fell into deep thought.
"Let's go. It's getting late. After you take a shower and change your clothes, come back and rest early. You didn't sleep well last night." Su Xian urged.
Yang Zhilan nodded slightly, stood up, scooped the last bit of water from the water tank, poured it into the stove, and extinguished the fire before following Su Xian away.
As expected of being the top killer of the Internal Security, she is able to draw inferences from one instance...Su Xian was quite satisfied with her fire-fighting operation.
He went out and walked a few steps to Liu Huixiang's house.
Yang Zhilan was wearing coarse linen clothes, with unkempt hair and dirty face, looking like a down-and-out little beggar. After Liu Huixiang was slightly stunned, her sympathy burst out like a hidden river that had been dug up, and she couldn't stop it.
"This must be my cousin."
Liu Huixiang stepped forward and looked at her with a look full of pity. "Everything is over. Coming here is like coming home. There is no need to be restrained or polite."
Yang Zhilan stood there like a wooden stake. She turned her head slightly and stared at Liu Huixiang without any expression. Then she turned her head back and looked straight ahead.
"Uh..." Liu Huixiang was a little embarrassed.
Su Xian came out to smooth things over and first said to Liu Huixiang: "Mrs. Liu is a bit strange. She has this kind of personality. She is cold to everyone. Don't mind it."
"Oh." Liu Huixiang suddenly remembered what Su Xianlin said before leaving the house...
"By the way, her name is Yang Zhilan, Madam Liu can call her Zhilan."
"OK."
After the introduction, Su Xian turned to look at Yang Zhilan and said in an elder's tone: "Zhilan, this is Madam Liu. You will bother her again in the future. Call her Madam Liu."
"Madam Liu!" Yang Zhilan turned sideways, clasped her hands together and bowed, her voice devoid of any emotion.
"Zhilan, there's no need to be so polite. Cuihua, take sister Zhilan to take a bath and then bring her to my room." Liu Huixiang made arrangements .
Zhang Cuihua came forward and agreed, "Okay."
Then she looked at the disheveled Yang Zhilan, and Yang Zhilan turned her head to look at her. After a round of eye contact, Zhang Cuihua was defeated.
Zhang Cuihua was confused, but still said, "Sister Zhilan, follow me."
...Yang Zhilan followed Zhang Cuihua away.
Su Xian and Liu Huixiang were the only ones left in the hall.
"Sir, you haven't come to collect the dividends from stinky tofu for quite some time. Today is a coincidence, so why not collect the dividends that have been accumulated for several days all at once?" Liu Huixiang said softly.
"good."
"Please follow me, sir."
Liu Huixiang led the way and went up the stairs to the second floor.
Su Xian was a little confused. Why did he have to go upstairs to collect his dividends? But he didn't ask any more questions.
On the stairs, the two walked side by side, neither speaking.
Although it was night, Liu Huixiang was still dressed up, like a fairy, with bursts of fragrance wafting from her body... In the silence, Su Xian's thoughts drifted to who knows where.
As for Liu Huixiang, what she was thinking about was what Su Xian said "explanation".
What to explain?
When will you explain?
I know nothing about this.
Su Xianjin was right beside her, so she could ask him anything she wanted, but this kind of thing... Liu Huixiang always found it difficult to talk about it.
The reason why she proposed to collect the dividends of stinky tofu and took Su Xian upstairs was to hint at Su Xian and to provide him with a place to speak boldly...
After going up to the second floor, Su Xian was a little distracted because of his wandering thoughts, and actually walked towards Liu Huixiang's boudoir.
Liu Huixiang was stunned for a moment, feeling embarrassed, and whispered, "Master, this way, the study."
"oh!"
Su Xian's old face turned red, he slapped himself on the forehead, and turned to go to the study next door.
After seeing Su Xian enter the study, Liu Huixiang suddenly felt a little regretful.
Actually, going to the boudoir is... not bad!
Mainly because the environment of the boudoir reminded Su Xian that he still had an explanation to give!
But Su Xian had already entered the study, so she had no choice but to follow him into the study and close the door.
Compared with her boudoir, Liu Huixiang's study was much simpler and more elegant, with a set of tables and chairs, two rows of bookshelves, and some scrolls on the bookshelves.
In addition, there are some flowers and plants that she grows in her spare time.
This place is more like a "flower room" than a study.
After Liu Huixiang came in, she smiled and said, "Sir, you can browse the scrolls on the bookshelf at will. Please allow me a moment to carefully calculate the accounts."
"good."
Su Xian nodded, walked to the bookshelf, picked up a scroll and started reading.
Behind the desk, Liu Huixiang sat upright, took the account book and looked through it for a while, then ground ink, picked up the pen and began to calculate carefully.
In fact, she had already calculated how much dividend should be given to Su Xian. Now she was just delaying time to make Su Xian remember something.
After a long time.
Liu Huixiang sighed secretly, took out the purse, counted out more than 5,000 coins, looked at Su Xian's back and said, "Mr. Su, I have counted it clearly. The total is 5,642 coins."
Su Xian put down the scroll and walked closer to the desk. He immediately saw a huge pile of copper coins, shining golden yellow.
If he had received this batch of copper coins a few days ago, he would have woken up laughing even in his sleep, but it is different now.
"Sir, would you like to take inventory?"
"No."
Liu Huixiang put more than five thousand coins into a large purse and handed it to Su Xian with both hands with great effort.
Su Xian took it and frowned.
More than five thousand copper coins are really heavy!
Then, Su Xian thought again that this money was earned by Liu Huixiang and Zhang Cuihua from making stinky tofu, and it was all hard-earned money.
After Su Xian had three thousand taels of silver, he felt that these hard-earned money were a little dazzling.
He always feels a little guilty about letting two women work and help him make money.
So he said with concern: "Although the stinky tofu business is good, Madam Liu should not work too hard."
