Section 7

No wonder he didn't come; Bai Qingming didn't send anyone to call him either. It turns out he was busy making money with the green goods. He knew this guy wouldn't engage in a losing venture. As soon as he walked into the shop, he saw a fat pig lying in front of the hall, sound asleep.

The greenery approached and kicked up a fuss, cursing, "Damn www.hetushu.com.com things, I'll cook you for the New Year." The pig squealed loudly; a beast is just a beast, knowing nothing of human emotions beyond eating and sleeping. The affections in this world are similar; where there is love, one is willing to brave fire and water, even if it means hardship. If there is no love, whether it be a pig or an immortal, it amounts to nothing.

The maid went to knock on the door, and then the door opened. Green turned back and shouted, "Young Master, it is that fellow with the surname Liu who has come!"

This is undoubtedly the heartfelt words of Boss Bai. Liu Feiyin lit a stick of soul-inviting incense, the fragrance wafting gently, and faintly heard the crisp sound of bells. The red welcoming lanterns flickered in the wind and snow, marking a prosperous night filled with wealth.

"No matter how many people freeze to death, as long as there is money to be made."

The heavy snow fell overnight, and how many people have frozen to death due to the lack of books, one wonders

Where there is love, one is willing to brave fire and water. Without love, whether it is a pig or an immortal, it becomes nothing at all

On the eve of the Little New Year, heavy snow fell continuously for five or six days. He would sit on the soft couch every day, holding a hand warmer while his sister painted scenes of spring bursting forth. Finally, when the snow stopped, he tidied up the drawings and books and went to work as an assistant at the coffin shop. Along the way, he was greeted by a sight of pure white; the world appeared as clean as if it had been reborn. His spirits were high as the sedan chair entered the narrow alley, and the bright red door remained tightly closed before the sky had darkened.

Bai Qingming lazily lifted her eyelids, smiling without speaking

Oh? Not worried about food and clothing, plump and healthy? Liu Feiyin suddenly realized