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    A touch of blue-grey is painted on the horizon, gradually turning into blue, green, red and purple, and smearing into a cloud. In a blink of an eye, the red light suddenly appears, and the morning sun rises.

    It¡¯s a new day.

    The morning mist on Cuiping Mountain burns in the golden light.

    The dark green leaves on the camphor tree are shining brightly and full of vitality.  After the sun dried up the soil, the moisture from the soil filled most of the valley.

    As the sun gradually rises, all the fog in the valley dissipates.

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    The distant bell rang, startling the birds in the forest, fluttering and flying into the sky.

    "The monks have morning classes again." Huaxi stood by the window, looking at the free flying birds in the sky, and murmured, "It's been four thousand three hundred and twenty days, the days have passed so fast."

    For the past twelve years, Huaxi¡¯s daily activity range has been Huaxi Villa, and she can¡¯t even go to the monk temple on the mountain.

    The name of Huaxi Villa was given by Huaxi¡¯s deceased mother, Mu Xiangwan.

    It is said to be a villa, but it is actually a row of five bungalows with lattice doors that look like Japanese-style buildings, two thatched cottages for servants, two fairly spacious yards at the front and back, and three acres of mountain land for growing peaches on the hillside at the back.  In addition to Hua Xi, there are six servants in the yard and two farmhands who work on the mountains.  This scale can barely be considered a small village.

    The Mu family sends people to Zhuangzi twice a year to deliver some rice. However, since the death of Huaxi's mother, Mu Xiangwan, the amount has gradually shrunk, and now it is pitifully small.  Peaches produced in the mountains are subject to a limited season and can be sold for a limited amount of money.

    Even though Huaxi is full of fragrant recipes, due to limited conditions, he can only make some low-quality fragrant powders and elixirs, make sachets, and take them to the city to exchange for some money in small shops to supplement the family income.  After all, the basic raw materials used in high-end fragrant powders and fragrant medicines are valuable. No matter how talented Huaxi is, he can't make a meal without rice.

    There are many people in Zhuangzi, but the income is really not much.

    Huaxi and the others live a tight life, struggling at best to have enough food and clothing.  In her words, her life was not as good as that of the great monks on the mountain. At least they were prosperous and had no worries about food and clothing.

    "This is not a long-term solution" Huaxi withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, and said to herself: "When will the two door gods in the outer courtyard be evacuated?"

    "Clang" The paper lattice door was opened, and a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old walked in, carrying a black lacquered wooden tray with a plate of pickled cucumbers, two thick-faced steamed buns, and two bowls of steamed buns on it.  Steaming white porridge.

    She wore a beige green narrow-sleeved coarse cloth jacket on the upper body, a blue-white long skirt on the lower body, and a yellow cloth belt tied around the waist. Her hair was randomly pulled into a bun and fixed with a cloth towel. She had thin eyebrows and small eyes.  He is not very handsome, but his fair skin adds to his appearance.

    "Dingxiang, morning." Huaxi turned around, pursed her lips and chuckled, her clear voice sounding like the tinkling of mountain spring water.

    Ding Xiang put down the wooden plate and said, "Girl, let's make do with something. This is all that is left in Zhuangzi. Wu Ming has some, but you also know what kind of virtue he is"

    Hearing Ding Xiang talk about Wu Ming, Hua Xi couldn't help but frown.  This man is a second-class steward of the Mu family. He is twenty-two years old and is very lazy.  He offended someone in the mansion, and a year ago because of an incident when he was out, he was sent by the Mu family to strengthen the power to monitor him.

    Because of my father¡¯s relationship, Wu Ming has always been arrogant in the villa, and he withholds a quarter of the rice delivered every time.  In Zhuangzi, except for her, a so-called young lady who was not a real person, the only young girl in the family was Ding Xiang. Wu Ming's idea of ????marrying Ding Xiang was in his mind.  Nowadays, they are as wary of him as they are of thieves.

    "Forget it, don't get along with him. Can Mother Liu come back today?"

    "Mom and Dacheng went to the city yesterday. They sold all the sachets and used the money to buy meat. I think I'll be back before noon today. My slave will stew meat and cook longevity noodles for you for dinner."

    Hua Xi nodded, "Stewed pork belly with cloves and cinnamon, this dish is good."

    Ding Xiang curled her lips and pretended to be dissatisfied: "You still have time to tease me. If mother can't come back, you, the eldest lady, can continue to eat wild vegetables."

    Hua Xi raised the corners of her lips and laughed at herself: "Miss? Haha, those are the delicate girls in the boudoir, not your girl."

    "Besides, there's nothing wrong with wild vegetables. You can blanch them with salt and mix them with noodles to steam vegetable balls. The young men and women in the city can't even eat them if they want. Speaking of which, we haven't eaten wild vegetables in some days. It's weird.  How about you take the medicine hoe and go dig some in the back hill later?"

    Clove cloth with bowls and chopsticks, "My good girl, how can a lady from a wealthy family eat this? You haven't eaten those things for a few days, and you still say you want to dig them out. If Liu's mother hears this, why should she nag her?After two years of making sachets and constantly trying to improve, today's female celebrities are even more outstanding.  This hand embroidery work must be no worse than those of the girls in the Hou Mansion, and they can also make incense. It would be a pity to live in this valley.

    "Girl, do you really not want to go back to the Hou Mansion?"

    Hua Xi put down the flower bag and shook his head, "I don't know. It's a bit miserable in Zhuangzi, but life is quiet. If I go back, even though I don't have to worry about food and clothing, I'm afraid I won't be able to relax."

    "That's the truth. The young lady only has a bit of blood like you, and Madam Hou is only the legitimate daughter of the young lady. Listening to the He San family, Mr. Hou is afraid that his time is running out. In two years, the girl will be old enough, and I don't want to see you anymore.  It's a hard life. If you linger here, the girl won't be able to find a good husband, and her life will be over. In that case, the slave will be even more sorry for the young lady."

    Mother Liu started sobbing as she spoke.

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