The knock on the door became more and more urgent. Shenli walked over with his teeth and opened the yard gate. A group of burly men rushed in.

A goatee shopkeeper held the account book and grinned at him: "Mr. Chen, the one-year period is over. Are you paying the house or paying off your debts with capital and interest?"

Chen Lie looked at the account book in the hands of the pawnshop shopkeeper.

He was speechless for a moment.

It was only then that he remembered this ancestral home a year ago. He was regarded as a 50-two snowflake silver, with a monthly profit of three points, which means that the capital and profit were added together...

He needed to return 68 taels of silver to protect these five houses.

"Borrow fifty taels, and you will pay back sixty-eight taels in a year!"

Chen Lie muttered in his heart that this pawn shop is really dark.

Looking at the burly men in the yard, he looked at the at a loss maid Yun'er. Finally, Chen Lie waved helplessly: "Yun'er, pack up your things."

I can’t pay back the debt anymore, so I’d better leave with the bed and quickly give up the house.

Chen Lie knew in his heart that those who could open pawn shops in Liutiao Street in Beijing were all famous figures behind him, and he could not be provoked by a prodigal son.

It's better to hand over the house honestly.

Half an hour later.

As a gust of cold wind blew, Chen Lie stood outside the door of the ancestral house with a bedding and pots and pans, looking up at the big sun in the sky.

He looked back at the confused maid Yun'er and the seal on the gate of the ancestral house. Chen Lie was in tears for a moment.

He had just arrived in this world for a day and had just left the streets before his butt was warmed up.

This is too unlucky!

At this moment, Chen Lie suddenly remembered that this guy spent two taels of silver overnight at Liuying's house yesterday, and two taels of silver were not a small amount.

If he could come one day earlier, he might save these two taels of silver.

But now?

He sighed fiercely.

"Forget it, it's all fate."

At this moment, under Shen Lie's helpless eyes, Yuner lowered her head timidly and said pretty: "Young Master, don't sell slaves."

Chen Lie's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless for a moment.

After a long time, Chen Lie whispered to Yun'er: "I won't sell you, let's go... find a place to live first."

So the master and servant left silently.

As the sky gradually got late, the pedestrians on the street became scarce.

That night, Chen Lie did not choose to stay in a hotel, but took his little maid Yun'er to the big locust tree at the end of the alley, intending to sleep on the street for a night.

Staying in the inn is too luxurious and not cost-effective.

Chen Lie was thinking in his mind that the weather was not too cold this season, and he could hold on for one night wrapped in a quilt, and then find a way after dawn tomorrow.

As a former Beijing-based migrant actor and a martial arts stand-in actor on the 18th line, Chen Lie knew very well that every penny was important to him at this moment.

Save a little bit, every penny is his capital to turn the tables in the future.

At this time, night fell, and with a gust of cold wind blowing, Chen Lie seemed to have returned to the days when he was drifting in Beijing and was sleeping on the streets.

But Chen Lie quickly cheered up, just starting over.

"Small scene."

Chen Lie muttered silently in his heart, comforted himself, and looked back at the little maid who was trembling in the cold wind.

Chen Lie's heart softened, and he quickly untied the quilt, picked up a quilt and stuffed it, and then showed a warm smile: "Pack."

Yun'er nodded, hurriedly wrapped the quilt around her body, and looked at the young master with a pair of cowardly eyes, with a little confused in her eyes.

At this time, a cold wind blew, and the little maid hurriedly wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, and then looked at her young master with confused eyes.

In the little maid's heart, she felt that the young master seemed a little different, but she couldn't tell the difference. She seemed to be much more harmonious and calmer than before.

Soon night fell.

The alley was in silence like death, and I couldn't see my five fingers.

In the cold wind, the master and servant leaned against the big locust tree, each wrapped in a quilt, and fell asleep in the cold wind in late autumn.

Chen Lie thought a lot this night, thinking about the Tumu Fort Battle that his ancestors had participated in, and the disaster-stricken late Ming Dynasty.

Chen Lie's eyes became deeper and he muttered to himself: "The eighth year of Wanli..."

Fortunately, Chen Lie has been in Hengdian and filmed several Ming Dynasty dramas. I vaguely remember that Emperor Wanli was still a 17 or 18-year-old boy at this time, and Zhang Juzheng seemed to be reforming.

And it seems that Liaodong is fighting, Li Chengliang killed Nurhaci's father...

As a poor student who graduated from a martial arts school, Chen Lie can only remember so much, but all of this has nothing to do with him.

Soon, thousands of words turned into a long sigh.

"Let's find a way to survive first!"

At this moment, a delicate voice sounded in the darkness, trembling.

"Young Master, I'm cold."

Chen Lie's heart softened, and after a moment of silence, he fumbled over as he listened to the sound, and his fingers softened in the darkness, as if he had touched a soft little face.

Yun'er's little face was very soft, with a slight chill, and she said tremblingly like a frightened quail: "Young Master..."

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Chen Lie pulled her over without saying a word and hugged her into her arms. The girl's little body, which had not yet grown, curled up nervously in Shen Lie's arms.

Yun'er's little body was very soft and light, and she felt a little cold, but as a result, the two hugged each other tightly, and their faces were close to each other, but it really warmed up a lot.

I felt the girl's body gradually warming up and sleepy, and Chen Lie couldn't help but start dozing off.

Only in the darkness was left, Yun'er trembled nervously.

Yun'er put her chin on the young master's shoulder. She felt that the young master was a little different, and seemed to have become more kind and considerate, which made her feel a little more at ease.

A gust of cold wind blew.

The autumn is strong.

The next day, early morning.

Chen Lie woke up early, but was awakened by the cold. After waking up, he sat under the big locust tree, blowing the cold wind in late autumn, and his body shivered like a sieve.

Chen Lie rubbed his cold and numb hands with some confusion.

This night was so hard!

Could it be that this is the temperature during the legendary Little and Medium Ice Age? It has just been a few days since the beginning of autumn, and the temperature at night has dropped to almost below zero.

So cold!

The wind is strong, it's so painful.

Chen Lie looked at Yun'er, a little maid who was wrapped in a quilt and still trembling, and secretly gritted her teeth: "You can't continue like this."

I have to find a way to settle down as soon as possible.

Chen Lie gritted his teeth, got up and moved his muscles and bones, then started running around the big locust tree, and after he ran away and heated up his body.

The deep eyes narrowed and he punched a set of punches.

As a stand-in actor, Chen Lie is proficient in Xingyi and Tai Chi, and is also a Sanda master. He hits straight, fast and fiercely.

However, as the exercise volume grew, Chen Lie quickly became angry and burst into breath, and sweat came out of his forehead, and he had to stop exercising.

After a moment of dizziness, Chen Lie shook his head helplessly: "Take it slow."

At this moment, Chen Lie suddenly became alert, turned around, and saw that Yun'er had woken up at some point and was looking at him timidly with her cowardly eyes.

The little maid seemed a little confused and said softly: "Young Master..."

Chen Lie responded softly: "Yes."

As he said that, Chen Lie bent down, then gently scraped her erect nose, and then quickly walked to the entrance of the alley to buy four meat-filled buns.

Sitting cross-legged under the big locust tree, the master and servant hurriedly filled their stomachs, and their stiff bodies began to heat up. The night was over.
Chapter completed!