It was another winter night, and the wind was cold.

Large pieces of snowflakes are flying all over the sky.

The northernmost street in front of Changchun City Railway Station, "Hengerer Street", was once a place where the Japanese operated the transportation industry (commonly known as "foot walks") concentrated, and later renamed "Japan Town". The dim street lights opened their intoxicated and lost eyes like the eyes of the Manchu upstarts who were eager to suck opium.

The owner of Taibaiju Restaurant, Huang Helan, and his personal maid Li Xinghua, walked nearly three streets, but could not find Qiu Zikun.

"It's not that I told you that you wanted you to go to the train station to pick up Zi Kun, but I just didn't want her to run out all the time. Like Cheng Gongnian, she was drunk every day. With such heavy snow, where can she go?"

"I was wrong. She asked me to take my suitcase back and said to go to the bathroom. Who knew she was gone again. It's me that I'm not good, sister." Li Xinghua lowered her head, and her black and oily braids shone in the snow.

"You take a rickshaw and take your suitcase back. I'll take a walk around and go back." When Huang Helan thought of Luo Shuangchen who had not seen him for many days, she couldn't help but feel a little bored.

"Then I'm leaving, what should you do if you are alone?"

"Stop here, I haven't been to any place. Stay at home honestly. Miss Qiu comes back and settles her off sooner." Lang Helan thought to herself that she can marry this little girl sooner or later, and she can't let her be by her side for the rest of her life.

Looking at Li Xinghua getting on the rickshaw and disappeared in the wind and snow, Huang Helan felt that no one had come out for a long time and had a walk at night. When she was welcoming and seeing off every day, she felt a little numb. When she was alone, she missed the days she spent with her brother in Harbaling. However, the vicissitudes of life had been in this mixed place for many years. Will the days in the future still go on like this? She felt confused. She never thought that after a few years ago, Lu Li (Luo Shuangchen)'s heroic spirit, the real man made her admire and nostalgia. Although she never confessed to him, and although he had also gotten married to Lu Songmian, the reluctance in her heart always lingers in her heart and cannot be gone. She does not ask for a long time to stay together, even if she often asks herself to see him more, she is so happy... Where are the damn guys?

When the wind and snow hit, Huang Helan felt a little cold and lifted the collar of her fur coat. From time to time, people in the casinos, tobacco and restaurants on the street got drunk, and some hugged the charming woman and continued to live and die in the drunkenness...

"Eight Treasure Porridge-Eight Treasure Porridge--"

A crisp sound came softly. At the intersection of the street in front, a wooden cart was parked, and a thin girl stood beside the cart shouting. The lid of the iron pot on the cart was steaming hot, and the charcoal fire under the pot was lit up from time to time.

Huang Helan walked to the car: "Little sister, give me a bowl of porridge."

"Okay - 50 cents a bowl. Wait a minute." As he said that, the girl picked up the spoon, lifted the lid, and served the eight-treasure porridge. "Sister, it's so cold that day, and you'll be much warmer after you drink the porridge I made."

Huang Helan looked at the girl of medium figure and saw a few gray patches on the cotton jacket covered with blue ground, but it was very clean. Her round face was flushed with blush, and her big watery eyes flashed with a few traces of melancholy from time to time. Her braids naturally hung on her shoulders, and a white flower was tied on her hairline, which was eye-catching. She moved very quickly. After a while, her fair hands held a white porcelain bowl of eight-treasure porridge in front of her.

"Sister, try it - go away the cold-" and she said that, she brushed off the snowflakes from the small square table beside the car, took off the apron around her waist, folded it a few times, and placed it on the small stool, "Sister, sit down and drink slowly."

"Okay, thank you little sister." Huang Helan looked at the thick eight-treasure porridge and suddenly remembered what Lu Li looked like after drinking one night last winter. She smiled unconsciously on her lips - "Sister Lan, I want to drink the porridge you made for me-"

The snowflakes were rising and becoming more and more rapid in the cold wind.

"Here's here—" A hoarse scream made people feel itchy all over.

Four burly men walked over from the street, and the strong smell of alcohol made people feel sick.

One of the "one-eyed dragons" picked up the porcelain bowl in the car: "I said, "Girl, I'll give Mr. Cao a bowl of porridge."

"Okay, I'll give you..." The girl's voice became weaker and she was still trembling.

"As old saying goes, you pay back the debt. Just rely on your help to Zhang Ye’s kitchen during the day and set up a stall at night. How much can you pay for this month? It has been delayed for five days."

"Master Cao, don't worry, I'll try my best to... and more..." The girl was a little nervous and kept rubbing her hands.

"Master, let's just tell her clearly—" A "scar-scar" next to her continued, "Sanya, don't you understand? As long as you follow our Master Cao, you don't have to pay back the debt you borrowed from your parents to see a doctor. You still have a good life all day long, drink spicy food, and live a wife-like life, so why bother?"

"One thousand and two hundred Manchuria, the profit is more than the Gali. You have to take out at least one hundred yuan this month, and the interest rate will be added next month. When will you end up?" A "stupid belly" continued.

"Master Cao, you have a lot of them. I'll give me a few days to give me a grace. I..." The girl seemed at a loss, and her thin cloth shoes kept moving slightly in the snow.

"Young Master Linyou is happy. Your Master Cao has had some wine with him tonight. You just need to obey me tonight, so that you don't have to mention any money, and you don't have to work hard all day long. Do we understand this?" "One-eyed Dragon" licked the bowl of porridge in his hand with relish, and kept clattering his mouth.

"What are you asking - if you won't hit it tonight?" "The slut" shouted loudly.

"Master Cao, I can't repay my father's kindness that I received from you when he was alive. I have to call you uncle. I, a poor girl, can't become a wealthy family in your family."

"I think you dislike Mr. Cao who is older than you? Ahhaha--" "Scars and eyes" seemed a little unyielding.

"I'll just smash her... so I'll just throw her... so I'll carry this little girl to Master Cao's house, and tonight... I'll cook raw rice..." The little man next to him still stuttered.

"Cooked rice - talk hard, don't talk!" "Scars and eyes" said loudly.

"If you don't know, just get started-" "The belly of a straw bun" said, pushing down the cart, a pile of white porcelain bowls broke, the charcoal fire in the small stove melted the snow on the ground, the eight-treasure porridge in the pot spilled all over the ground, the lid rolled over the feet of "scar-eyed" and stopped at the feet of Huang Helan.

"Please, please - I'm still making money by relying on the stall." The girl suddenly cried into tears. She squatted down and picked up the pieces of the porcelain bowl, allowing her fingers to be cut, and blood dripped on the snow, and pieces of red, is it blood or tears?

"My bowl...woo...my pot..."

"Get it done - Master Cao, I'm about to 'get meat' tonight, and I'll be the groom-haha-"

"You let go of me - let go of me - I won't go-" the girl begged helplessly, struggling.

"Tie the rope... tie it up..." "Stum" shouted loudly.

"One-eyed dragon" kept instructing: "You three guys are gentle, don't tear Sanya's white and tender skin."

"Master Cao, don't worry. From now on, it's your wife and our sister-in-law. How can you do such a ruthless move? It'll be better tonight." "Scars and eyes" tied the girl with a rope while burping.

"Let her go-away-" Huang Helan, who was sitting beside her, stood up, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand.

"Haha--Is there a young woman here? Don't want to go home anymore? The three of us don't mind you getting old. Just look at you and take good care of you." "The belly of a cannibal" said and touched Huang Helan's chin.

How could he know that Huang Helan was once a female bandit with outstanding martial arts skills? How could these gangsters take advantage?

"Come on grandma--" Before he finished speaking, Huang Helan came with a "Dragon Playing in Water" and wrapped her left hand around the arm that was stretched out. He took the opportunity to pull the guy over like a cow, lifted his high heels and kicked him slightly. A "Dog gnaw on mud" came with a "Dog gnaw on mud" and lay in the snow. The bowl of slags pierced into his belly, like a deflated ball: "My God - it hurts--"

"Stuttering" picked up the iron spoon and rushed straight to Huang Helan's waist.

"Scar-eyed" shouted: "A few of us men can't handle a woman? Master Cao, look at Sanya. I'll go up too-"

The hero of the female roar, Helan, jumped up in the air, and came up with a "Flying Swallow Chain Foot" and kicked the "stutter" and "scar-eyed eyes" to the ground. The heels of the high heels made a blood groove on their faces.

"My mother, my grandma, is ugly, and she is broken again-" "Scars and eyes" screamed.

"How dare you make trouble on your Master Cao's head? Do you know who I am? I am the manager of Premier Zhang's family. I advise you to take care of your affairs, otherwise we will not look good." This "one-eyed dragon" clearly knows that this woman is not easy to mess with.

"Stop talking to grandma, letting people go, and leaving money, it's not difficult for you. Otherwise, you can also learn about grandma's skills-" Huang Helan threw out a gold bar from her arms, and nailed it to the wooden bench raised by the "one-eyed dragon" like a dart.

"One-eyed Dragon" was stunned and stuttered: "Grandma, you... are... high... master... in the submission... I've been obeying... from now on... the road is going up the sky--"

He pulled out the gold bar nailed to the stool, raised his hand and bowed, and then pushed the tied Sanya to Huang Helan.

"Get out--we will never have a chance in the future--"

Looking at the four gangsters staggering towards the wind and snow, the girl named Sanya knelt in the snow and kept sobbing...

At this time, a rickshaw came towards him. The coachman was panting and looked panicked: "Boss Huang - Boss Huang - something big happened!"

Huang Helan had not come to her senses yet: "Master, how did you know me? What happened?"

"Who doesn't know that you are the boss of Taibaiju in the new capital? You are a great charity. The Xinghua girl in your family was captured..."

"Who? Where?"

"Miss Xinghua often goes to my car to buy materials and rouge powder, and I recognize her. When I pulled her to the entrance of the nail alley, she was stopped by a duck-speaking sound, and the two of them started to fight. I didn't dare to get started, but her accomplices made a bad move and tied it up. Unfortunately, the girl's neat braiding skills... When I saw that the situation was not good, I came back to report you a letter..."

Huang Helan couldn't help but get strong white jade and was furious, so she wanted to make a big fuss about the "Manchurian Ideological Correction Bureau"!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!