The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

Looking at Lu Qiuhong, she was still asleep with her head covered. 1 1 This is not like her character. Although she has flaws all over her body, she is a very hardworking person. She usually gets up at dawn.

She seemed to be sleeping soundly.

But Fu Yaxuan was really hungry, so he went up to shake her and said, "Qiuhong, it's already sunburned, get up."

Lu Qiuhong lifted the quilt to reveal her head, her complexion was flushed, her eyes were dry, and she just let out a "huh" and her throat hurt unbearably.

Fu Yaxuan felt that something was wrong with her, and asked with concern: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"It's hard work..." Lu Qiuhong pulled the quilt tightly, fearing that the wind would blow in.

"Wow, it's really hot. You have a fever." Fu Yaxuan stepped forward to touch her forehead and was burned.

"Of course it's hot. The wind blew all night last night, ha chirp..." Lu Qiuhong shivered from the cold.

"You know that you are weak, so don't hold on." Fu Yaxuan took his own quilt to cover her, hugged her, and patted her gently to comfort her.

This was the first time that Lu Qiuhong had someone to take care of her. She felt warm in her heart. She was ill before and could only fend for herself. Fu Yaxuan gave her the feeling of family affection and happiness.

But this happiness disappeared in the next second.

"How is it? Can you still get up?" Fu Yaxuan frowned and asked.

"What are you doing up?" Lu Qiuhong asked puzzled.

"Get up and make money, or both of us will starve to death here."

Lu Qiuhong stared at her in disbelief, too angry to speak.

"Hey, I'm so hungry. I only ate one piece of bread in two days, and I'm going to starve to death." Fu Yaxuan shook her shoulders, his voice was like a cat coquettishly.

"Is it human? Ask yourself, do you want a patient to get up and beg for you?" Lu Qiuhong was so angry that she stared at her with blushing eyes.

Fu Yaxuan also felt quite embarrassed, hesitated for a while, but still couldn't withstand the torture of hunger, and said softly: "Do you really have the heart to watch me starve to death?"

Lu Qiuhong yelled angrily: "I can't bear it, I want you to die soon."

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In the market, there are restaurants, teahouses, and various snack stalls on both sides of the street, and the smoke is curling up.

In front of the snack stalls, there was the smell of all kinds of food, the smell of wine from men's mouths, the smell of powder on women's faces, and all kinds of yelling, so it was very lively.

Lu Qiuhong sat on the side of the street, wearing two tattered plain quilts, even her head was wrapped in the quilts, only her thin face was exposed, even so, her face was still as pale as paper, and a gust of north wind After blowing, she trembled like playing a lute.

Seeing how pitiful she was, the people on the street donated money to help her. Within a short while, they made a lot of copper coins, and some even gave her a few taels of silver.

Fu Yaxuan patted her on the shoulder, said with a smile on his face: "I said earlier, this way of making money is much more than what you usually earn, so just work harder, and I'll buy you some food."

For such an inhuman person, Lu Qiuhong didn't bother to talk about her.

Sitting on the street for a day really made a lot of money, until at night, Lu Qiuhong fainted, and Fu Yaxuan sent her to the hospital.

The doctor told Fu Yaxuan that fortunately the patient was delivered in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. After hearing this, Fu Yaxuan was stunned and regretted her selfishness. When did money become more important than human life in her heart?

If she was given a lot of money to make her lose her friend Lu Qiuhong, she almost chose money. Fortunately, God finally treated her kindly and gave her a chance to make amends.

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