Chapter 685: The Secret of Years Ago (4)

Xiao Yun closed his eyes, and there was no change in empathy on his face because of Xiao Mingzhu's hatred, nor did he show surprise or superfluous expression.

He still held Xiao Mingzhu's hand and said softly: "Auntie didn't like to complain to me about this before, what's wrong today?" ”

Stunned by Xiao Yun's question, Xiao Mingzhu sighed, withdrew his hand from Xiao Yun's hand, and said, "Not much, I just feel that Yun'er has grown up." ”

Seeing this, Xiao Yun showed the smile of a sunny boy again, did not continue to hold Xiao Mingzhu's hand, took the hot tea from the maid's hand, and added it to Xiao Mingzhu: "Is it?" I don't think I've grown up, I've always been a good friend of my aunt. ”

"Tick, tick."

Small raindrops fell on the outdoor parasols in the garden, and it didn't take long for the rain to fall.

At the same moment, in the largest box of the Bulge hot pot restaurant, Lu Yi was holding a cup of hot walnut juice, looking at the rain outside the window, accompanied by the crackling sound of the hot pot, and listened to Ou Chen say:

"If you put it this way, like Jia Xu, there are some aristocrats, in fact, they were not willing to support democratic reform at that time, but the situation forced them to choose the democratic parliament, so after political stability, they want to try to take advantage of the country's loopholes and take back the former glory money?"

Lu Yiyi took a sip of walnut juice and thought, "Maybe, do you think that if you once had infinite glory and countless privileges, when you lose it, will there be a big gap?" Will you want to get these things back? Fill the deficit in another way? ”

"Hmm... I have never been a nobleman, and I can't think of it, I heard that in the past, nobles not only had money and power, but also land and slaves. ”

"Who knows! My ancestors were not nobles. However, I think that they naturally have something higher than ordinary people, otherwise it must be too unfair to intensify the democratic revolution, let the capitalists strike with the workers, and finally organize a revolution to overthrow the regime. ”

Ou Chen nodded, and said thoughtfully: "Then in addition to the Jia family, there were also many nobles who were forced by the situation to choose democracy, could they all be like Jia Xu, thinking about how to make huge profits in a different way?" ”

"No, it won't." Lu Yi thought for a while, "Although the situation is the same, it shouldn't be that all nobles have the same idea as Jia Xu.

After all, there are also nobles who really think about the people's livelihood, and fifty years have passed, fifty years of continuous changes, whether it is people's hearts or past grievances, they have gradually dissipated, and time can smooth out many water chestnuts. ”

"Yes. I hope there won't be any more people like Jia Xu. ”

Hope... But apart from Jia Xu, is there really none?

Lu Yi's eyes sank slightly.

And at this moment, the little kid sitting around the hot pot had already shouted to Lu Yiyi: "Boss! The water is boiling, come and shake the meat. ”

"It's coming!" When Lu Yi heard this, he regained his mood just now, turned his head and walked towards the table.

For a while, the atmosphere in the box was high, and in the hot pot, the red oil and water were bubbling, separating the window from the cold rain, and the heat was steaming out after a while.

At this time, Lu Yiyi's mobile phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID and picked it up with a smile, although she didn't know what the other party said, but she clearly heard Lu Yi raise her chopsticks and returned very enthusiastically: "Well, I'm eating shabu mutton, do you want to come together to be lively and down-to-earth?" ”