After many days, Ren Xiaosu had returned to Stronghold 61. He did not know what was happening in the Northern Grasslands. A new force was quietly rising in that wilderness.
After returning to Stronghold 61, the first thing Ren Xiaosu did was return to his yard to deal with the thieves killed by the Potato Shooters. But this time, it was all clean and empty.
It looked like the refugees in town had also learned their lesson. Knowing that they could only enter this yard but not leave, they simply did not dare to come here.
This made Ren Xiaosu a little uncomfortable.
However, there was a bunch of wildflowers in the backyard. Ren Xiaosu immediately understood this was probably a secret signal from Xiaolu. They had agreed that if the woman in the black cap left, Xiaolu would remind him.
Ren Xiaosu heaved a sigh of relief. That woman had finally left. For some reason, whenever that woman sat in the tavern, Ren Xiaosu would always feel a sense of oppression.
After Zhou Yingxue entered the yard, she quickly washed a rag and helped clean the dust off the furniture. Ren Xiaosu raised an eyebrow. "Why are you suddenly so diligent?"
"Master, how long have you been away from here? It's too dirty. I get itchy all over when I sleep here at night," Zhou Yingxue said with a frown.
"Who said you could stay here?" Ren Xiaosu said in surprise, "You went to buy a house to live in yourself. The houses in town aren't that expensive. There's only one bedroom in my yard, so how are we going to live together?"
In the past, Ren Xiaosu and Zhou Yingxue had stayed in the same hotel room. But now that Zhou Yingxue was so rich, Ren Xiaosu would definitely not be willing to share a room with her. It would not look good if word of this got out in the future as it could easily cause a misunderstanding.
Zhou Yingxue asked, "Then how much does a house here cost, Master?"
"You can buy a brick house that's exactly the same as mine for 30,000 yuan," Ren Xiaosu said.
When Zhou Yingxue heard that it would cost thirty thousand yuan, her miserly personality came out again. "Master, I can sleep on the floor in your room! I can wash your clothes and massage your legs! "
Ren Xiaosu's face darkened instantly. "Didn't I give you any money? After all, you're a man with a net worth of tens of millions. I'm not sure how long we'll be staying here. "
"Okay." Zhou Yingxue reluctantly left the room.
Soon, Ren Xiaosu heard Zhou Yingxue's voice coming from the courtyard next door. "What? Sixty thousand yuan? Why is the price of real estate rising so fast? Why don't you just rob a bank? "
The owner of the house next door said, "This is my ancestral house. It's where my childhood memories are … Then tell me how much it is. You can still bargain with me. Maybe I'll agree."
The house next door was only five or six meters away from Ren Xiaosu's house, so Ren Xiaosu heard it clearly. In fact, the owner of the house also wanted to sell the house. The haunting had affected him a lot. However, when he saw Zhou Yingxue's bejeweled appearance, he wanted to extort as much money as he could. Moreover, Zhou Yingxue, who was dressed so nicely, must have some ulterior motives for buying his house. Perhaps his house would become very valuable in a few days?
Zhou Yingxue thought for a moment and said, "You're the one who asked me to bargain with you. Three thousand!"
The landlord panicked. "Three thousand? Are you trying to disgust me? At least thirty thousand! "
Zhou Yingxue's eyes widened. "Then didn't I disgust you ten times? No, I can disgust you three times at most! "
Ren Xiaosu shook his head when he heard this. He minded his own business and cleaned the house. The bargaining sounds next door lasted from morning to night. In the end, the landlord's scalp went numb. He sold the house to Zhou Yingxue for nineteen thousand yuan.
At night, when he went to the tavern with Zhou Yingxue to eat mutton stew, the storyteller was telling the story of the fall of East Lake. When he heard Ren Xiaosu's footsteps, his expression changed as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
The storyteller had already identified Ren Xiaosu from his footsteps!
When Xiaolu saw that Ren Xiaosu had arrived, she greeted him excitedly. However, when she saw Zhou Yingxue behind Ren Xiaosu, her face instantly sank. She turned around and went to the kitchen.
Ren Xiaosu said to Zhou Yingxue, "The mutton stew here is very delicious. You can try it."
Then he greeted the waiter at the tavern and waited for the mutton stew while listening to the storyteller talk about the fall of East Lake. As expected, he was still part of the story this time.
Or to be precise, the protagonist of the story this time was actually "Old Xu."
When the mutton stew was served, Zhou Yingxue looked at her portion and saw that there was not a single piece of meat. Then she looked at Ren Xiaosu's bowl that was filled to the brim with meat. "Master, did you bring me here to eat mutton stew just to eat two servings of meat?"
Ren Xiaosu did not know whether to laugh or cry. This must have been Xiaolu's doing. He looked up and saw Xiaolu sitting angrily next to the storyteller.
Zhou Yingxue followed Ren Xiaosu's gaze and immediately came to a realization. She casually glanced at her master and wondered why he had such good luck with the ladies. He had just sent Li Ran off, and now there was another young lady!
After the tavern closed for the day, Xiaolu followed the storyteller home dejectedly. The moment she entered the house, she started tearing up the paper cranes she had folded. When the storyteller heard the commotion, he was amused. "That's right, tear them up! Men are all up to no good! "
But before the storyteller could rejoice for long, Xiaolu started folding the paper cranes again. The storyteller wondered, "Didn't you just tear up a pile? Why are you folding them again?"
Xiaolu stubbornly said, "I like him. It has nothing to do with him!"
The storyteller's teeth started hurting. "Where did you learn that from?"
Ren Xiaosu returned to the yard alone. But to his surprise, there were crushed potatoes scattered all over the ground next to the Potato Shooters in the backyard.
This scene stunned Ren Xiaosu. Someone had clearly climbed into the backyard and got beaten up by the Potato Shooters, but where was that person? Did they run away after getting beaten up?
"I'm afraid that's a supernatural being." Ren Xiaosu pondered this. Only a supernatural being could possibly escape unscathed after receiving such a heavy beating. But didn't that woman in the black cap leave already? Could there be other supernatural beings in Stronghold 61?
This made Ren Xiaosu even more vigilant. Someone was watching him. For something like this to happen on his first day back, it was definitely not a simple matter.
Could it be Wang Fugui and the others? That shouldn't be the case. Ren Xiaosu felt that even if Wang Fugui had seen the news, he would not have rushed here so quickly. Moreover, Wang Fugui and the others could not fend off the Potato Shooters at all, so there was no need for them to climb over the wall and enter the backyard.
Two days later, Ren Xiaosu met Qin Sheng in a tavern with a bruised and swollen face.
Ren Xiaosu scrutinized Qin Sheng. "Were you the one who climbed into my backyard two days ago?"
The bruised and swollen Qin Sheng laughed awkwardly and said, "Hahahahaha, what are you talking about? I just got here."
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and said, "Most people would use 'hahaha' to hide their embarrassment when they're embarrassed. That's how embarrassing it is."
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