The evening of June 10, 2017

That evening.

In the Li family courtyard, Lu Xin sat alone in the tea room. A cup of fragrant tea floated up a water mist like a living creature, and spread the fragrance of the room. However, the beautiful girl tightly twisted her two delicate eyebrows together, and her body was densely covered with rainstorms. The surging true energy of the flames oozed out of her fair skin, causing the temperature of the whole room to rise, and the quiet atmosphere was destroyed, which was enough to show how bad her mood was at this time.

But at this moment, no one could help her send or relieve her depression. Her husband Li Fengyun has been distracted since using the Shocking Swords during the day, as if he had new ideas about sword techniques. At this time, he devoted himself to practicing and completely put his wife behind his mind. Lu Xin has been used to it for many years.

And his stupid son... completely inherited his father's concentration in cultivation. He practiced his skills every day, and sometimes he couldn't even say a word for two or three days, and he was also boring.

Just as he was frustrated, the maid suddenly came to report: "Madam, Mrs. Zhao is here."

Lu Xin was shocked: "Oh? Sister Zhao Yan is here? Please come in quickly."

In the Li family courtyard, the one with the best relationship with Lu Xin is Zhao Yan, the wife of the head of the third wife Li Kongcheng. She also comes from seven major families and concentrates on caring for her husband and children after marriage. The two have a common language. After a few years of getting along, they have already known each other as sisters in private - but Zhao Yan is the sister.

A moment later, a tall and graceful woman walked into the tea room and brought the room temperature fragrance as soon as she entered the room. Lu Xin's heart was instantly extinguished. Her delicate little face smiled, and she had already gotten up to pick up the tea. For the guests she cared about the most, Lu Xin had always served tea in person.

"Sister, why are you here?"

"Let's see you." Zhao Yan said, lifting up an exquisite lunch box at hand, "and bring your favorite snacks."

"Ah, osmanthus cake?"

"There are lotus root powder balls." Zhao Yan smiled and opened the food box, and brought out the snacks she had made with her own hands. Rose cakes, steamed sugar cheese, chrysanthemum crispy... The coffee table was soon filled.

“So many.”

"I know you're in a bad mood today, so I made a little more." Zhao Yan covered the food box and smiled, "Eat quickly."

Lu Xin sighed: "It's still my sister who cares about me."

"It's all a family, so what are you talking about? Why, what's the trouble?"

Lu Xin said: "It's not Qingming's business."

Zhao Yanqi said: "What's wrong with Qingming? In previous years, you were bothering her to practice. This year, it is said that she has broken the wind barrier and has practiced a magical flying sword from the sky, which has made the outer gate praise..."

Lu Xin said bluntly: "She seems to hate Fengyun and me."

"What's going on?"

Lu Xin then told the day, and after speaking, he frowned and sighed: "Qingming, a child, has been independent and stubborn since childhood. He thought that putting some pressure on her could urge her to work hard. Unexpectedly, although he worked hard, he went through evil ways. Alas, he was obviously the heir of the Li family, but..."

When Zhao Yan heard this, she pondered and handed Lu Xin a piece of osmanthus cake. Lu Xin subconsciously took it, biting it in small mouth, and her two almond eyes locked Zhao Yan, waiting for her reply.

"Sister, you did make mistakes in this matter. Although you have worked hard, you can't use too much force, and it's too much. Qingming is just a child after all. You can't ask her to use the standards of an adult. You must understand your hard work and focus on your practice without going astray. This is really a big deal."

While saying that, Zhao Yan gently touched Lu Xin's hair, and at the same time handed her a rose cake: "Come on, eat it."

"Um." Lu Xin took the pancake and bit it gently while pondering what Zhao Yan said was too much. After a moment, he frowned and said vaguely, "What should I do now? I originally wanted to find the demon who Qing guided her behind her practice, or simply ruined her secrets of martial arts..."

Zhao Yan quickly dissuaded: "That would be a little worse, it would only make her hate you even more. She would be divorced from the family and educate her children. She should give her kindness and power. The requirements for practice should be strict, but the warmth in daily life is also indispensable."

"Warm? To Chen Yue'e's daughter?" Lu Xin shook his head vigorously, "Absolutely not, this is a matter of principle!" While saying, he bit off a corner of the beef tongue cake and chewed hard.

Zhao Yan laughed and didn't say much. She just stroked Lu Xin's hair silently. When she swallowed the snacks in tea, she explained: "Even if she doesn't want to force herself to be a loving mother, at least she can show your generosity as a mistress in terms of food and clothing."

Lu Xin said: "Sister is giving her silver spirit stones and other resources? But what's the use of her as a child? After she broke through the wind barrier, I've raised the money back, and the resources of the outer door also tilted. No matter how many silver spirit stones there are, it will only become a luxury and enjoyment. A monk indulges in pleasure when he should work hardest, and no matter how good his talent is, he will achieve nothing. Besides, Qingming's talent is not good..."

Zhao Yan said: "Now we have to work hard to win back our relationship. How can we be so petty? Moreover, practicing requires that you have the right to be honest. A genius like the eldest brother will also have free time to practice, let alone Qingming, a girl without a mother."

Lu Xin was speechless and was fed a few pieces of pastries by Zhao Yan in a depressed manner, and asked, "Sister, how many resources should I give her?"

"Now we need to compensate for the excessive rigorousness of the past few years, so how harsh it was before, how generous it is now. The specific standards are required for you and your elder brother to measure them yourself. Come and eat another piece of this..."

Lu Xin finally came back to the spot: "Sister, I hope it's not that I'm too sensitive... But I always feel like you are feeding me like a little animal?"

Zhao Yan just smiled and shook her head: "Nothing is there? You're thinking too much. Hey, you don't have any radish cakes. Don't be picky about food."

While saying that, Zhao Yan touched Lu Xin's head again.

“…”

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After seeing Zhao Yan off, Lu Xin called her husband to discuss Li Qingming's affairs.

After a while, Li Fengyun quickly walked over, but his eyes were slightly closed, but he was in a state of loss of consciousness.

Lu Xin didn't care either, so he just smiled, got up and brewed tea for his husband, waiting for him to recover from his trance.

This Li family member has been accustomed to being distracted for many years and has become very insightful in this way. After setting the destination before distracting, the brain can automatically navigate, find a way, overcome obstacles, and be extremely accurate. It can even complete simple tasks, such as shopping, eating, express delivery, etc. If you make good use of it, it will be very convenient.

When the tea was slightly cool, Li Fengyun breathed a long breath and woke up. He turned his attention back to his wife, but the next moment, he asked in surprise: "Xin'er, why do you seem to be fat?"

Lu Xin's face suddenly turned red: "Nobody, how can you be fat!"

Li Fengyun's eyes shone with glimmer: "It's really true, the waist is thicker than in the morning..."

"Don't say it!" Lu Xin directly blasted a golden crow sword energy, and the result was naturally digested invisible by Li Fengyun's body protection real energy.

"Sister Zhao Yan came in the afternoon and brought a lot of snacks... In short, let's get back to the topic. Regarding Qingming, Zhao Yan suggested that we use silver and two spirit stones and other things to make up for the bad treatment of Qingming in the past few years..." Lu Xin briefly explained the matter at the afternoon tea party, and said, "Sister Zhao Yan said that we have to grasp the specific standards by ourselves. I want to discuss with you how to compensate and how much to make the little girl change her mind."

When Li Fengyun heard this, he frowned slightly: "Can you use spiritual stone silver and other things to make up for your past debts?"

Lu Xin snorted and turned his head away: "Do you want to say that these external things are far less than true feelings? Humph, don't even think about it. This is a matter of principle! Helping her become successful is one thing, and being kind and friendly to her is another!"

"No, I'm just thinking about how much spiritual stone silver to use to reverse Qingming's feelings. This involves very complex calculations, and some coefficients are difficult to confirm."

Lu Xin snorted again: "What's the point? Just give her ten thousand spirit stones."

"If it is inappropriate, after doing something wrong, in addition to compensation for actual interests, what needs to be reflected is the sincerity of making up. Blind quantitative compensation will make people feel perfunctory, but precise calculations can better reflect sincerity."

Lu Xinqi said: "Who told you this?"

Li Fengyun opened his mouth, looked at his wife's face, and didn't say anything for a long time.

"...Okay, I can tell who you are like this at a glance. Oh, no wonder you would send me such a strange apology letter after the quarrel, with more than 4,000 spirit stone coupons inside!"

Li Fengyun said: "Yes, you will make up with me after that, which shows that Yue'e's method is not wrong."

"That's right! If I weren't... forget it, in short, what you mean is that we need to calculate Li Qingming's losses in detail and then make accurate compensation, right?"

Lu Xin seemed obviously a little unhappy, but he still calculated carefully: "First, let's calculate the money. The total amount of money I deducted over the years is 3,200 taels of silver and 50 spirit stones..."

Li Fengyun said in a flash: "I'm wrong."

Lu Xin said unhappily: "What's wrong? I remember every point of the money I've deducted over the years."

"You should also calculate the interest."

“…”

After a while, Lu Xin recalculated, "If you calculate it again according to the average interest rate of Qingyun City tickets, it will be about 12,440 taels of silver and 190 spirit stones. Which one is probably what?"

Li Fengyun added: "In addition, there are mental damage expenses for being expelled from the inner sect, and mental damage expenses for being overly demanded in the outer sect."

Lu Xin asked: "How to quantify this?"

Li Fengyun frowned: "I didn't think about this, but maybe I might as well consider it differently. If Qingming was expelled from the inner sect and accidentally got a sum of money, then how much more than that would make up for the psychological blow at that time?"

Lu Xin said angrily: "Isn't this still impossible to measure? What bad idea you came up with can't calculate at all!"

"Yes, there is no way to count, how to calculate it?" Li Fengyun frowned and tightened, and he kept pondering. After a moment, his brows suddenly stretched, as if he was suddenly enlightened, and he said happily, "I thought of a good idea! He can directly solve all the current problems. Xin'er, wait a moment."

Then he stood there without moving. After a moment, a flying sword went straight out of the window.

Lu Xin looked around and wondered: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm writing a letter to Qingming."

"What!?"

Li Fengyun said proudly: "I just thought that compensation is of course the most convenient and fastest way to ask me, so I wrote to Qingming to ask her how much it costs to forgive us."

The brush in Lu Xin's hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Chapter completed!