Dongjia [Republic of China]

Those years when I was ostracized by my employer! The sweet-talking little accountant who loves to save money VS the cold-faced and evil-hearted big boss Shu Fusang felt that the most unlucky thing in her life was to meet and get engaged to her former boss who had suffered a plague in the big world outside Xuanwu Gate. She looked out at people through the Mingchun curtain printed by the jacquard faucet machine, and felt that the white hair sweat could pierce the peacock eyes on the brand new cheongsam. She turned her head to hide, but her aunt's elbow came out unprepared, and she felt as if she was being pushed to the grave. Standing in front of Song Yanggu with lowered eyebrows and lowered hands, he poured a cup of tea in a smart and sensible manner, "Master, would you like to drink tea——" Song Yanggu opened the tureen and looked straight at it. He leaned forward and walked in. His mind was full of peacock eyes. He bowed to the matchmaker in a vague voice and left. The aunt was busy holding the matchmaker's arm and smiling happily. According to the family's rules, one pours the tea and the other drinks it. This is consensuality. Thanks to her push, marriage in the family is also about free love, which is extremely fashionable. Shu Fusang cried so hard at night that her eyes were like blown glass trumpets, and her skin was so round and swollen that she was so pickled. It wasn't that she was a bitch who didn't care about breaking the rules. She had an old grudge with Song Yanggu. She worked in his house in the early years and was often bullied. Song Yanggu stood in the yard to cool off at night. First, his mouth was full of hot bubbles stinging people. Secondly, he was thinking about Shu Fusang. He didn't think that the little accountant with no eyesight in the former mansion was actually Hua Mulan. He smacked and touched it carefully. He felt that he was not bad with those peacock eyes, was he? I measured my feet three times, and looking at the clear light of snow scattered all over the ground, I thought that this place was suitable for setting up a wedding tent. Later, Shu Fusang and Song Yanggu escaped from danger, shouldered a gun, danced with a sword and sat down in the high hall. Song Yanggu never said anything wrong to her again. Intention: Roll up your sleeves and work hard. As long as you are not let down by life, you can stew the ups and downs in one pot.