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After Zhou left, the Wen Family and Aunt Xu, also known as Ye Aunty, sighed together, "With such a good family, how could those two old ones not see it?"
"The favoritism is off the charts; it's not like we haven't seen this before. It's sad that the better a person is, the more they get bullied," said Ye Aunty, who had worked in wealthy households and had seen darker things after being sold multiple times.
Aunt Xu remained silent because she had lived under such a biased mother-in-law and later ended up being sold along with her daughter due to her husband's failures.
Fortunately, she met Liu Qingxi, and now life is comfortable, unlike most people who were sold and lived a miserable second half of their lives.
The Wen Family suddenly realized they had touched on Aunt Xu's painful memories and quickly slapped their forehead, saying, "What am I talking about? Isn't it enough that life is good now? People always need to look forward."
Luckily, the tasks at hand quickly shifted the attention of the women, and time quietly passed amidst their busyness.
In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve. Before the hour of Shen, the sounds of firecrackers could be heard rising and falling. Compared to Ten Li Pu, this place was much livelier.
Of course, a significant reason was that the people in Shili Pu Village were relatively poor; in the initial years, they hardly had spare money to buy firecrackers, while almost every household in the capital would prepare them.
Early on, Liu Qingxi ran out with a string of bright red firecrackers and shouted into the yard, "Yan, come out quickly! Let's set off the firecrackers!"
This kind of task was naturally meant for boys.
Even though Liu Qingyan was much more composed now, she still felt delighted seeing the boys excited about the firecrackers.
At that moment, someone walked out from next door holding a long string of firecrackers. Who else could it be but Yang Yichen?
The group exchanged glances and simultaneously lit their firecrackers.
Liu Qingxi ran off like a child, covering her ears and laughing as the loud bangs echoed around them. The sparks flew everywhere while each sound resonated in their hearts but blossomed on their faces.
It's New Year! This is a thought in Liu Qingxi's mind. Spring, summer, autumn, and winter—another year has passed.
In the blink of an eye, five years have gone by since arriving in this world; time really flies.
Sometimes, one has to admit that time can make people forget many things, allowing deeply etched feelings to gradually fade, leaving behind vague impressions until there are no traces left.
Liu Qingxi was like this. During her first New Year in this era, she would think of many modern things—friends, colleagues.
By the second year, she had more villagers from Ten Li Pu around her—those who were not related by blood but felt like family.
In the third and fourth years, happiness grew year by year, and her business expanded more and more.
Now, in the fifth year, in the bustling capital of Kyoto, looking back on her past life, it seems that the only memories she has are of spending New Year with her grandmother in the countryside; most of her memories are from the four years spent in Ten Li Pu.
The capital is lively and bustling. On New Year's Eve, with the sounds of firecrackers and fireworks bursting open, children's cheers fill the air—each sound delightful.
In the alley, children laugh and run around; a few mischievous ones aren't afraid of Liu Qingxi and throw snowballs at her.
For a moment, Liu Qingxi embraced her inner child and played joyfully for a long time.
Meanwhile, Yang Yichen reluctantly headed to the palace amidst Liu Qingxi's radiant smile and bell-like laughter to attend the palace's night banquet.
However, this year's New Year's Eve Banquet was noticeably less lively than usual. First, there were fewer officials in the court; not as many ministers and their families were present.
Secondly, the most powerful woman in the palace, Queen Wang, had been sent to the Cold Palace, along with several other consorts implicated in various scandals. For a time, the harem was left without leadership; Consort Shu was in charge of hosting the New Year's Eve Banquet.
With no experience, she naturally couldn't perform perfectly, and since Dugu Han wasn't in the mood either, it ended in less than an hour.
When Yang Yichen returned home, the lights were just beginning to glow, and the red lanterns at the entrance illuminated his way back.
Looking at the warm light shining down, he felt a warmth in his heart.
As expected, he pushed open Liu Qingxi's door and found the Wen Family there as well. The hall had been renovated by Liu Qingxi with heating, making the temperature inside just right for wearing a thin shirt.
The four of them gathered around a square table, with a few others nearby who had come to join in, their serious expressions even more intense than those of the main participants.
"I still have two cards for K!" Liu Qingxi said with a smile, looking like a sly fox.
Opposite her was the Wen Family, to her right was Liu Qingyan, and to her left was Chunyu, who had been pulled in to make up the numbers.
They were playing the most common card game from their past life—Fight the Landlord. The cards were easy to make; they had several decks at home. It was rare to relax during the New Year, so Kid could unwind a bit.
Thus, Liu Qingxi set up this little gambling game at home.
Even Liu Qingyan had been brought over; after playing for a while, he found it quite interesting.
As more people gathered around to watch the fun, Liu Qingxi didn't mind. In her home, the atmosphere between them was very good; there was no strong sense of hierarchy. Interacting was easy, and as long as it was something Liu Qingxi instructed, the servants would put in their utmost effort to complete it perfectly.
As a few people watched her make a move correctly, they felt more anxious than she did, fidgeting restlessly.
As victory seemed within reach, how could a pair of big cards possibly come out? It was bound to happen at this moment.
In fact, Summer Lotus quietly tugged at Liu Qingxi's sleeve from behind, trying to remind her.
Liu Qingxi smiled at the other three: "This time, I, the landlord, am definitely going to win!"
On her right, Liu Qingyan said, "Sister, that’s not necessarily true. Even if I don’t have a big hand, there’s still Aunt and Chunyu."
However, the outcome was predictable; Liu Qingxi ended up winning with a pair of threes.
"Can it really be played like that?" Liu Qingyan, who wasn't very familiar with the game of Landlord, looked surprised.
Liu Qingxi beamed with pride: "I know! Three cards came out, all ones. You don’t have any big cards in your hands either. My K is the biggest. If you don’t have bombs, I’m definitely winning. But I can assure you that you don’t have bombs. Hehe~~~"
After that, she extended her fair hand: "Hurry up! A bet is a bet; quickly pay up!"
Chunyu lamented, "Miss, I'm the poorest! If you keep winning like this, all the money I've saved this year will be gone." A pained and sorrowful expression flashed across her face, but the cunning in her eyes did not escape Liu Qingxi's notice.
It was just Chunyu's act of feigning hardship: "Hmph! Hurry up! Don’t think I don’t know your wealth. I’ve often helped you buy things and paid a good amount for rent. Don’t come crying poor to me."
With Chunyu's antics, the card table became even livelier, making those watching from behind itch with excitement, wishing they could start another round right away.
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