Author: Sigui Beihong

Mo Yunxi no longer has to wear the "wrong" similar to modern high heels. She has put her feet on and can run and jump like a boy's door. After a severe pain, she feels the joy of regaining freedom of her soul, but at the same time she deeply feels the shame of losing her chastity.

She lay on the side of the bed, her two slightly swollen feet lying on the edge of the kang. Her tears were not yet flowing, but she dripped down drop by drop.

The door creaked. Mo Yunxi looked sideways and saw that it was his eldest brother who had come in.

Mo Yunxiao came in with a heavy heart. Her two sword eyebrows frowned into hills and valleys, looking like the blue waves of lakes wrinkled by the wind.

"Yunxi." She sat gently beside Mo Yunxi and put one hand on her shoulder.

Mo Yunxi didn't speak, and was still lying down like that.

Mo Yunxiao looked at her feet and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"

Yunxi sobbed and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"It's really a pain for you." Mo Yunxiao covered her feet with a quilt and said, "I know it's very difficult for you to make this decision. I, Mo Yunxiao, are sincerely grateful."

Yunxi glanced at her, sighed faintly again, and said, "It would be great if Huan'er was there."

This sentence aroused Mo Yunxiao's sorrow. Her eyelids drooped, as if she was talking to herself, and as if she responded to Yunxidi: "Yes, it's better if Huan'er is there. In that case, you don't have to rush to put your feet."

"No!" Yunxi suddenly sat up, looked at Mo Yunxiao with a serious look on his face, and said, "Even if Huan'er is there, I will put enough."

Mo Yunxiao was a little surprised and asked, "Why is this?"

Yunxi paused and replied: "There are countless wealthy daughters in Tokyo, and not everyone has foot binding. The women with foot binding are indeed weak willows and busts, which are very beautiful when walking. However, few people know the pain they bear, and every step they take is painful. In the past, I had elixir beads and Yunxiang had green jade, but now we have no one to serve them, so it is even more painful when walking. It is better to put them off earlier."

Mo Yunxiao smiled sadly, held her hand and said, "I originally planned to comfort you, but it seems that there is no need."

She said this, but the desolation in her heart did not dissipate at all. She looked at Yunxi, who was tearful in front of her, feeling guilty.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" A hurried knock on the door came. Mo Yunxiao looked back and saw the shadow of a man outside the door, and asked, "Who is it?"

It was indeed Mr. Zhou, and he replied: "Girl, come and see who is back!"

Zhou Laosi's tone was mixed with a bit of excitement. Mo Yunxiao's heart was also moved, but she still calmly helped Yunxi lie down and rested and went out alone.

The moonlight was hazy that night, and the dilapidated lanterns emitted a faint light. Under the old tree in the courtyard, Li Xiange, Yun Xiang and Zhang Yuner were surrounding each other. They were chattering and talking.

Mo Yunxiao walked slowly over with Zhou Laosi. As the distance shortened, her breathing became more and more rapid.

"Where are you suffering? The Buddha appeared, but we were able to see him again."

Before Li Xianyou finished speaking, Mo Yunxiao leaned over and asked in a trembling voice: "Who is it?"

The man heard Mo Yunxiao's voice and came out of the crowd, just looking at Mo Yunxiao.

"Dujuan?" Mo Yunxiao shouted in surprise.

Du Juan had a scattered hair and a haggard face, but her eyes radiated a different kind of brilliance. "Grand girl!" She screamed in grief and anger, then knelt on the ground, covered her face with her hands and started crying.

"Dujuan! What are you doing!" Mo Yunxiao hurriedly helped her up and asked, "Where have you gone after Minglou was raided? Why did you get out again?"

Du Juan cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining, and she couldn't speak for a long time. Mo Yunxiao squatted beside her and kept comforting her. "It's okay, it's okay, I'll be happy to get the best of my hardship..."

"Big...big girl!" She cried and threw herself into Mo Yunxiao's arms, still crying.

Li Xianyou and the others were also secretly sad. Zhang Yun'er thought to herself: "I didn't expect that after the change at home, there would be such a loyal servant. Mo Yunxiao must have won a lot of money on her face."

Du Juan cried for a long time before her mood calmed down. She looked at Mo Yunxiao, then looked at the people around her before saying, "I was driven out by someone."

"What's going on?" Mo Yunxiao asked.

"After the family was confiscated, our female family members were recorded one by one by the government and distributed and sold to the Yashang. The green jade and the Danzhu were the most miserable, and they were sold to the Cao Gang's 'Ghost House'."

"Ghost Fanlou?" Mo Yunxiao bit her lip and said hatefully: "It's Ghost Fanlou again!"

Du Juan nodded and said, "That place is small and it is so stinky that it is so drowsy all day long. Those who go there for fun are all the boatmen on the canal, and the people at the bottom of the liba are so dirty. Alas, I really don't know what the Danzhu and Green Jade will suffer."

After hearing this, Yun Xiang couldn't help feeling sad when the rabbit died, and turned around and crawled on his mother's shoulder and started crying.

"What about you?" Mo Yunxiao asked hurriedly.

"Compared with Danzhu and Luyu, the smaller one is considered good, and it was sold to a brothel outside Zhuque Gate." Du Juan said: "Although the brothel here is Beiqu, it is much better than Guifanlou."

"Why..." Mo Yunxiao was a little puzzled: "Is the brothel still divided into southern and northern songs?"

"Yes." Du Juan looked up and saw Zhou Laosi, and his face turned red. Zhou Laosi was also a little embarrassed and said quickly: "I'll go to cook a pot of hot water and make tea for Miss Du Juan."

Du Juan saw him leave, and calmly explained: "The brothels in our Tokyo city are divided into Nanqu and Beiqu. Nanqu is a top-notch brothel, and only high-ranking officials will visit. The girls here are also good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Of course, they are also very good at appearance. But they are not purely serving people, and often recite poems and essays with guests, which is elegant."

"Oh..." Mo Yunxiao nodded and said, "I understand. Northern Qu is not as elegant as Southern Qu, it is just a place to do business."

"Ah!" Zhang Yuner suddenly screamed and said to Du Juan in a questioning tone: "Then have you lost your body? If you lose your body, our Mo family doesn't want it."

Du Juan shook her head repeatedly and said, "Second grandma, the young man is still innocent and has never been defiled."

"Since you have gone to Beiqu, how can you keep your innocent body?" Zhang Yuner refused to believe it.

Du Juan explained: "Since I entered his house in my childhood, I was crying all day long and refused to see anyone. When the woman was angry, she wanted to give me a servant as a concubine. The servant had a wife. His wife was jealous and beat the young man when she saw him, and drove the young man out."

She turned her head and said to Mo Yunxiao, "I'm going around in circles and I heard that you have opened a teahouse here, but then I came here."

Mo Yunxiao smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of teahouse is it? It's just a simple tea stall."

Du Juan shed tears again and said, "As long as there is a big girl here, Minglou will have hope."

Zhang Yuner sneered and said, "When Minglou was prosperous, the servants and maids could afford it. But there was no broken tiled house in the world, and now we can't afford to use maids."

Hearing her words, he had the intention of sweeping Du Juan out. Du Juan was stunned at first, and then hurriedly said: "The young man was taken care of by the eldest son since he was a child, and he had his own tricks in accounting and recruiting customers. Second grandma, the young man would never be called the Mo family Baiyang."

Zhang Yuner looked one face and said, "Can He Lu do these things? Does Mr. Zhou not do it? Now there is a Mr. Zhou in his family, which is already very difficult. How can we add another population?"

Du Juan had to turn her head and look at Mo Yunxiao. She had already cried, her eyes were swollen, and her tears were mottled.

"It's rare that you are so kind, I won't drive you away." Mo Yunxiao said.

Before Du Juan could thank him, Zhang Yuner said first: "He Lu, you are such a big deal. If you have spare money, why don't you go to Renyazi and buy a maid back? Why do you have to force your two girls to put your feet? Now Yunxi has put her feet, but she wants to add people. What are your plans?"

Mo Yunxiao raised her head and looked at her and asked, "Second grandma, can you use it?"

"What...what?" Zhang Yuner was a little confused and had to smile contemptuously, saying, "How can I use those things?"

"I can't use it either." Mo Yunxiao lowered his head and looked at Du Juan again, saying, "We have Dr. Tea and a 'swine' to greet people, but there is no account. Du Juan is coming in a good time, and it is solving my urgent needs."

"Girl." Du Juan said crying, and once again threw herself into Mo Yunxiao's arms, and started crying.

Zhang Yuner was even more angry and couldn't help but put her hands on her hips and asked, "Okay! The account is Du Juan, you are the trash to welcome guests, and the surname Zhou is Dr. Cha. What about Yunxi? Can she wrap her feet with her put down again?"

"I have my own arrangements for Yunxi." Mo Yunxiao hugged Du Juan and rubbed her back while answering Zhang Yuner's words.

Zhang Yuner was angry and did not put down her hand with her waist, and she began to pace back and forth. She originally wanted to be a villain to drive Du Juan away to save money. But now she has become a bad person, but not only has she failed to drive away the person, but it has also made Mo Yunxiao win over the hearts of the people. The anger in her heart can be imagined.

At this time, Li Xianyue also came up and squatted down and said, "It is natural for the djuan to stay. However, our family is not as good as before, and food and accommodation are all problems. Helu, you have to think carefully."

"Well, this is an urgent problem." Mo Yunxiao thought for a while and said, "Dujuan must share the hardships with us, and he will definitely suffer with us. Two meals a day, porridge and pancakes, as for living...Dujuan is also a girl, so it is not convenient to live outside, so you can live in our house."

"What?" Zhang Yuner's anger could no longer be curbed, and she pointed her trembling hands at the small room: "Helu, look, how many people do you have to stuff into this room with a bigger palm? Besides, there is no reason why a maid and her master sleep on the same bed!"

Mo Yunxiao smiled slightly, helped Du Juan up, who was crying in a daze, and said, "That bunk can't be squeezed out, but you can sleep on the ground. This day will be hot in the blink of an eye, and you can sleep on the ground with freedom."

Du Juan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said awkwardly: "Second grandma is right, the master and slave shouldn't have slept in the same room."

But Mo Yunxiao covered her assistant's mouth and said, "Don't mention any master and slave anymore. I have never regarded you as a slave. You are the accountant of our Minglou, who is in charge of silver and money, which is equivalent to the Minister of Revenue of the Ministry of Revenue of the Song Dynasty. Do you think the officials will treat the Minister of Revenue as a slave?"

Du Juan couldn't help laughing, then hurriedly covered her mouth and said, "Girls are just telling jokes."

Zhang Yuner hummed heavily and then went back to the room angrily. There was a dull "bang" sound, and the door was closed by her.

Du Juan was a little scared, but Mo Yunxiao held her hand tightly and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I am now in this family."

At this time, Zhou Laosi also brought a bowl of hot tea for Du Juan to drink. Du Juan took the tea in a panic and said, "Mr. Zhou, now the leaves are precious, why do you make them for me to drink at will?"

Zhou Laosi smiled bitterly and said, "It's all tea leaves. Tea lovers don't want it, it's a pity to throw it away."

Mo Yunxiao smiled and continued, "Then our Minglou will grow stronger, and I will invite you to have good tea. On that day, um... In the first ten days of a month, we will drink West Lake Longjing for the first ten days, Xiaolongtuaner for the middle ten days, and jasmine from West Sichuan in the next ten days! As for the Xianglin and Baiyun, we all use it to rinse our mouths, so we can't drink it."

Du Juan became more and more surprised when she heard it. In the end, she couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed with Mo Yunxiao.

Li Xianyou looked around and felt that these two girls looked like masters and servants, and they were clearly a pair of sisters with deep feelings. She looked at the room and thought of the three girls in the Mo family quarreling all day long, and admired and felt guilty towards Mo Yunxiao.

"He Lu, let Du Juan drink a sip of water and rest for a while." Li Xianyue felt a little anxious to speak, but Mo Yunxiao still saw it.

"Yes." Mo Yunxiao let go of Du Juan's hand, walked to a remote place with Li Xiane, and asked, "What do you mean by Grandma San?"

Li Xiange looked at Zhou Laosi and Du Juan and said, "Helu, don't blame me for being too polite. Du Juan is here to share the burden, but adding someone will always add a lot of burden. The business in the store is now in a downturn, and all the people come are vulgar tea customers. It is indecent for a girl to go out to pick up customers. Now you have another female accountant, I'm afraid someone will say..." She deliberately lowered her voice and continued, "It's said that our family is doing a brothel business."

Mo Yunxiao sighed and said helplessly: "Add someone is a burden. I don't know this principle. It's just that Du Juan is deeply in love and loyal, and he is also an old man in our family. He is in a reasonable and reasonable way, so he can't drive him out."

Li Xianyou nodded, expressed his agreement, and said, "With that being said, there is no teahouse in Tokyo that a woman welcomes guests outside."

Mo Yunxiao smiled slightly, then glanced at Du Juan and said, "Grandma San, do you know what differentiated competition is?"

"Differential competition?" Li Xiange was stunned for a moment before shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."
Chapter completed!