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Li Minglou didn¡¯t think about anyone.
Mother and father are dead, they are all in another place, and everyone will always meet each other.
Her younger brother lives in this world. Although she can¡¯t see him often, she receives letters from him every month. She knows that he is living a good life and she doesn¡¯t miss him.
That was the case in that life, and it is still the case in this life.
The people around you who should be around are all around you, and those who are not around you all know what they are doing.
People come and go, but she has nothing to worry about.
If we say this is because of family members, it is not the love between men and women. The love between men and women is different.
Xiang Nan and she were husband and wife in that life, and she liked Xiang Nan. After all, when she was young, her father ordered her elders to trust her. They wrote letters to express their love. When she saw what he said in the letter and sent a gift along with it, she would smile. She I also write letters to him and send him gifts.
But she didn't think about him.
When she ate, she ate. When she rode horses up the mountain, she had fun. When she looked at the scenery at home, she only saw the scenery. Only when she saw his letter did she think of him.
But now she often thinks of Wu Ya'er.
It¡¯s not even possible to put away his paintings.
She would think of him sitting on the bed and smiling at her, and of what he said to her while walking in the palace He actually only met her three times, so there wasn't much to think about.
But these few always appear over and over again, and they become many and many.
Even after thinking about all these things, she would still think about what he was doing now.
Li Minglou held her face with both hands, and it was like this again. When she thought of him, her face was as hot as fire, hotter than her hands, arms, legs and feet. Moreover, it was useless even if she buried her face in the water. In the water, Thinking of him still makes me feel hot.
Li Minglou sighed heavily.
¡°Whatever she wants him to do, what he is doing has nothing to do with her.
Maybe it was because of the novelty, meeting someone she had never seen in her previous life. Yes, she was a little curious about Wu Ya'er in her previous life. Now that she could see her and become an acquaintance in this life, she couldn't help but think about it more. .
When it becomes more mature and the freshness has passed, you won¡¯t want to eat it anymore.
Li Minglou sat up straight and thought about the people on the road. How about Mrs. Wu and Jin Jue on the road?
Why did Mrs. Wu have a cough?
What will happen if Wu Yaer sees her mother?
What will happen if he receives her letter?
The letter this time was not written by her, what would he think?
What is he doing now?
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Winter can¡¯t stop pedestrians on the road. Some people are running for life, while others are running towards home.
"Go home?" Lian Xiaoqiang sat in the car, wrapped in a thick cloak and holding a warm cup of tea. "Where is home? To be precise, Shangzhou is home. To put it further, Tongjiang is home, and retreating is home. To put it bluntly, Jiannan Daofu is also home now, but even the capital city cannot be home no matter what."
He looked sideways at Lian Xiaojun.
"Although everyone says that you are Mrs. Chu's lover, don't forget that you have never even seen Mrs. Chu's face. Don't really consider Mrs. Chu's home as your home."
¡°We businessmen, wherever our business is, our home is wherever we are.¡± Lian Xiaojun said.
This car was luxurious and bulky, which made the journey more comfortable, but there were always bumps on the road. One bump even spilled water from the tea cup in Xiao Qiang's hand, which wetted the white cloak he was wearing. He felt distressed and hurriedly Put down the tea cup and wipe it vigorously.
He hadn't worn such fine clothes for a long time. When the Lian family was rich, he was not old enough to wear such gorgeous and expensive clothes. He could only watch the elders in the family show off. When he could show off, the Lian family was torn apart and homeless. In a foreign country, it would be nice to have enough food and clothing.
" Following Lian Xiaojun, running around doing business in this troubled world, he finally put on such good clothes, but he didn't wear enough, so he complained even more fiercely.
"Our business is booming in Jiannan Road. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. How can we go to the capital when business is most critical?"
Lian Xiaojun smiled: "How could you forget that our biggest business is with Mrs. Chu?"
Even Xiaoqiang really forgot: "Then it's all your fault for doing business haphazardly this year."
They seemed to have gone to Jiannan Road to buy grain for Mrs. Chu. Although Lian Xiaojun deceived Li Mingyu into getting a grain-selling permit, he did more than just grain trading. He also did a lot of messy things.
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Li Minglou said: "I have been worried about you. The army is in chaos with only a few thousand people outside."
Lian Xiaojun looked at Li Minglou, who was covered up indoors, and there was no worry in his voice or face. He smiled and said: "Madam, you are too worried. Not everyone can have thousands of dollars in this chaotic war." With soldiers and horses as my guards, plus my wife's flag, no one dares to mess with me even if I walk around in Daxia."
Li Minglou smiled and asked, "How did you do what I asked you to do?"
Without even exchanging pleasantries, Xiaojun sighed: "Madam is so cruel to me." Then he smiled again, "This way I want to please Madam even more."
He took off his cloak, took out a book, and placed it in front of Li Minglou: "This contains everything Madam wants."
Li Minglou reached out and picked it up and said, "Is it food? I've been thinking about it for a long time."
She opened the book. It was an account book. The names and amounts of many people were written down. But this amount was not the food purchased, but money. How much money someone in a certain place borrowed, and how much money someone in a certain place loaned. The amount was very small at first, and gradually became larger and larger
Li Minglou doesn¡¯t recognize the person written on it. Although the place names are different, Li Minglou is familiar with them. They all belong to the same jurisdiction, Jiannan Road.
"Madam, dozens of large grain merchants from Jiannan Road's grain-producing families are all in Madam's hands. Whether they live or die is decided by Madam."
Lian Xiaojun¡¯s clear and joyful voice sounded in his ears.
Li Minglou felt cold all over his body.
Li Mingyu was negligent, she was negligent, and the entire Jiannan Road was negligent.
Lian Xiaojun was in and out of business. In one year, instead of buying enough grain in Jiannan Road, he managed to hold half of the grain lifeline in Jiannan Road.
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