Chapter 198: People are not as good as they used to be

The United States is a paradise for the rich, but it is not necessarily a hell for the poor.

Relying on scholarships and work-study, Liu Shasha's life is actually quite good, and even when Lao Yang got married, she gave a $3,600 diamond chain, but when she walked into her lover's manor, she felt like a beggar.

The grass is green and the air smells fresh.

The trees are lush, and the paths and pavilions under the shade of the trees are quiet.

The mansion is majestic, and the atmosphere exudes elegance.

Only the pergola not far from the tennis court is dazzling, it is a fish pond built for Wanwan, and it is a swimming pool that has been renovated, and it has hundreds of goldfish of all kinds bought from Chinatown.

", you please".

The servant, who had already been notified by the master's call, respectfully welcomed Liu Shasha, who was still looking curiously, into the mansion, Rao was mentally prepared, and she was still stunned by this magnificent hall.

What is this home?

Is that an exaggeration?

The respectful servants may secretly despise Liu Shasha's ignorance, but they dare not offend the future mistress by their own courage. In the past two months, it has been reported in the media that this is the owner's first girlfriend, who once duel with others for her. Now it's hard to get back together, and if you offend her, you have to say Good to yourself about this good job, Bye!

"This is designed by the eldest lady, mainly for parties, and the owner usually lives in the manor on the left. ”

Oh, Wenwen's design, no wonder it has the Italian flamboyant artistic atmosphere.

Also, that guy's friend is either rich or expensive, and he builds a dazzling pergola to raise fish, which can also be explained as loving his sister, and if the home is too simple, he will make his friends see jokes.

"Ok, take me over there", Liu Shasha, who was carrying a large denim bag, turned and left.

Light blue old jeans, white shirt, old flats, ponytail, Liu Shasha's student dress is indeed a little out of line with this luxurious scene, no wonder the servants have a strange look that can't be concealed.

Walking into the pavilion-like tulip forest and stepping on the cobbleball path paved by Li Jiaming, Liu Shasha felt like she was back in China, and she couldn't help but look at the small pavilion covered with cedar bark on the side of the road. In fact, it can't be called a pavilion, if you replace those four pillars with black, mottled mud walls, it is a common kitchen in the old hometown.

"I don't know why, some time ago the owner liked to read books and play the harmonica in the pavilion, sometimes staying for hours. ”

Some time ago?

The maid peeked at Liu Shasha, and seeing that she was very puzzled, she quickly explained: "The eldest lady said before that the master was thinking about the past, and asked the second lady not to disturb him." ”

Second Miss?Oh, Wanwan, only she is still crazy now, Wenwen and they have grown up early.

The two of them came out of the tulip forest one after the other, and Liu Shasha, who was worried about her lover's luxury just now, couldn't help laughing.

Yes, there are tennis courts, fountains, swimming pools, lawns, and mansions, but why is it not a garden in front of the house, but a vegetable field planted with cucumbers and sweet potatoes? Not only is the garden in front of the house changed into a vegetable field, but even the open space behind the house is planted with a lot of vegetables, which looks very strange from a distance.

Approaching the vegetable field that had already produced cucumbers, Liu Shasha's heart suddenly felt bitter, Jiaming This is not a vegetable but a homesickness. I often dream back to my hometown, let alone miss him?

The maid didn't know why the future hostess was suddenly sad, but she also fell silent and led her into this mansion with a European appearance.

As soon as some homesick Liu Shasha entered the door, she felt that she had returned to China, with screens painted with landscapes, large blue and white porcelain vases with scrolls, mahogany Taishi chairs and coffee tables placed in the center, and exquisite bonsai on the tall bonsai shelf, just like the big families in the old days.

Liu Shasha, who was familiar with this kind of scene, stood in the hall and was silent for a while, put down the denim bag on her back, and went straight up the stairs carved with flowers, plants, birds and insects, to the third floor where Li Jiaming lived. Although she has never been here, she has heard Lao Yang say many times that his study is a standard cold window.

In the third room on the left side of the stairs, Liu Shasha pushed open the unlocked door, and couldn't help but have a sour eye. This is a cold window, it is clearly the study of his hometown. Except for the fact that it was a little bigger than the mud room and had a telephone on the desk, everything was exactly the same as the mud room, even the desk was the old unpainted desk.

Liu Shasha, who looked like a student, sighed and touched a knife mark on the desk, which was still left by the previous sister cutting watermelon. The watermelon was planted by Mao Yan's family, Li Jiaming gave the little sister a question, saying how to cut half of the watermelon into nine pieces with three knives, and the smartest Man Mei took the knife and cut it, and gave her the sweetest piece in the middle, and the worst one on the side gave Jiaming and Mao Yan them.

The past is long, why is it still like yesterday?

Liu Shasha, who remembered the past, sat down on the old wooden chair and opened the unlocked drawer. Jiaming likes to be tidy, and his books, homework books, and test papers are all in drawers, unlike many classmates who pile things on their desks.

When I opened the drawer, I saw an old Seagull 125 camera and a Kuniguang accent harmonica lying quietly on a black velvet cloth. After being stunned for a moment, Liu Shasha couldn't help shedding two lines of tears, which she gave him. The camera cost her 165 yuan, and she saved two years of pocket money to buy it, and the harmonica was given by her father, who wanted her to learn music, but she didn't expect that guy to play it so well in one night.

The servant who followed behind saw that the future mistress was in tears, and hurriedly closed the door of the study, she now knew why the master often played the harmonica in the pavilion some time ago, and often sat there in a daze. It turns out that the scandal on the Internet is true, this young lady is really the master's first love, and she is also the master's favorite girl, no wonder the Chinese girl broke up with the owner last time, and the owner was not sad at all.

The maid guessed correctly, after being reminded of the past by Zhao Le that night, Li Jiaming often played the harmonica and was in a daze, just thinking about the girl who was crying. It is said that clothes are not as good as newcomers and people are not as good as old, and Li Jiaming, whose psychological age far exceeds his physical age, is in a foreign country, so he will naturally unconsciously remember the past.

The clothes are not as good as new, the people are not as good as the old, and Liu Shasha, who is sitting in the study and crying silently, is also the same. She had a relationship with Zhao Jianyong at the beginning, but now that she thinks about it, in addition to following the crowd, there is no factor that ends a relationship. Li Jiaming rushed to the school to confess to her, if it wasn't in public, if Zhao Jianyong wasn't around, maybe she would have nodded her head.

Now that I think about it, Li Jiaming and Zhao Wei were together back then, if they weren't still angry, they might have robbed it a long time ago.