Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart Chapter 141: Lunar New Year’s Eve

By then she had beco sensible, understanding self-preservation, so she wouldn’t be bullied by bad people.

At this ti, there were five months left until her coming-of-age ceremony, yet she hadn’t thought of leaving.

In Zhao Mansion, being a third-class servant for the Eldest Young Master...

After retreating from the main hall, she found a broom and began sweeping the fallen leaves in Jinsi Courtyard.

She was just a barely noticeable figure, with painted thick eyebrows and a small mustache, making her appearance sowhat comical, usually the subject of teasing by the maids and servants.

If the Eldest Young Master was in a bad mood and she happened to be present, she would beco the target for venting.

For instance, last year, he made her walk on the fence by the lake with an apple balanced on her head, the three-zhang high fence, plus the apple on her head, unsurprisingly, she fell into the lake.

Similarly unsurprisingly, no one ca to rescue her; fortunately, she knew how to swim, so she didn’t drown.

Last ti, when the Eldest Young Master was flirting with those won, one woman disliked her, and the Eldest Young Master punished her by making her sweep the outhouse for half a month...

She was miserable, yet the Eldest Young Master and his won laughed joyfully...

Another example, the year before last, while sweeping nearby, she stumbled upon an argunt between the master and Eldest Young Master, and was called to scrub the stables for half a month, nearly exhausting her, and the horse almost kicked her to death. Later, the master found her too clumsy and sent soone to take her back to the Eldest Young Master’s courtyard, where she continued washing clothes, sweeping, watering flowers, cleaning the outhouse...

Years of toil also made her hands grow many calluses.

Not as slender as other won’s.

Everyone desires beauty; before sleeping at night, she would apply a layer of hand cream from Lingyan Pavilion, a small bottle costing her three months’ wages, yet she gritted her teeth to buy it.

Everyone harbors a secret deep within their heart, Lu He was no exception—a secret never dared to express, nor dared to let others know.

Ti flies, days and months change, commoners rise early and return late, each fulfilling their roles; life may be ordinary, but it’s precious.

Of course, so people don’t think so.

Ti is like a flower in the human world.

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year’s Eve.

New Year’s Eve in Daqing, also known as Chu Day, Chu Night, or Year’s End, is December’s last day and the year’s end, "the month ends and the year is complete," thus it’s very solemn.

On this day, people get up early, the whole family together tidy the house, eliminate dust and filth, signifying the farewell to the old and the welco of the new.

Lu He rose early to help, cleaning windows, sweeping, mopping, not a mont of leisure.

To eliminate dirt, clean courtyards, change door guardians, nail peach boards, paste spring cards, praying for New Year’s peace.

Night falls.

A busy day at last passed, Lu He believed that servants didn’t need to stay up, stretched a massive yawn, finally able to sleep.

The Eldest Young Master whom she served could finally quiet down a bit.

Who knew.

"Copper Coin, hurry and co with , let’s go out and stroll New Year’s Eve night."

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Daqing Country had open customs, unmarried girls didn’t need to cover their faces with scarves in public.

Lanterns hung high on the streets, brilliantly illuminated.

Everywhere were handso n dressed in long robes, girls wearing skirts, with various stalls on both sides, selling New Year’s goods like masks, thin fruits, seasonal fruits, candied fruits, decorative pieces, cards...

Da Chun looked around, quietly asked the person beside her, "Copper Coin, are you planning to buy anything later? Osmanthus wine?"

Lu He looked resigned, her gaze not eting the person beside her, lacking interest, she said, "We have to stay by the master’s side, as servants, how can we be free."

The master was still walking ahead.

Having just finished a day’s work, she was heading to her little courtyard, when Da Chun pulled her, under the guise of going out to stroll New Year’s Eve night.