As a serious post-95 generation, Hua Xue's hobbies are always complained about by friends, she just likes history, opera, and ancient literature, and she is said to be an old man, Hua Xue feels very normal, Chinese traditional culture is very charming, and once she falls in love, she is addicted. The love for opera is understandable, it is an obsession, but the congenital conditions are not good, she can only enjoy it, her biggest dream is to be able to sing a Peking Opera well. It is said that Hua Xue may have been a drama in her last life, and she herself feels so, she may have been a famous character in her last life, but she was later framed by bad people, which caused her to have a bad voice in this life, but her bones are still full of love for this pear orchard.

Thirty-three years of Guangxu. "His father, the baby has already taken so much medicine, why is this disease not cured?" "The food is all earthwork, wild grass on the mountain, how can the disease be cured." "We don't have a penny, why is the baby so miserable." "Mother, I heard that Mrs. Wang has a job, why don't you let Nier try it?" "It's only like this, our old Zhao family has seven generations of single transmission, Chunsheng is the only seedling of our old Zhao family, but I can't cut off the incense in my generation, then I don't have the face to see the ancestors and ancestors." ”

Five taels of silver, eleven-year-old Zhao Xiuhua was taken away by Mrs. Wang, and signed a death contract, which is equivalent to being a slave for life, and the death is a slave of the master's family, and Zhao Xiuhua's life is worth five taels of silver.

Xiuhua was sold to a large family to work as a maid, and because she was young, she worked in the kitchen and the Huanyi workshop. The last subordinate has no chance to meet the lord and lady in the house, although they can't stand the master's discipline, but they will inevitably be bullied by other maids. Because I am from the countryside and have not seen much of the world, I am often bullied by other maids, especially the maids who came to the house a few years ago, but after a few more years, I feel as if I am the master, always beating and scolding Xiuhua, and Xiuhua can only endure silently when she is alone. People are like this, even if they are the most inferior people, they will take advantage of others because of a little sense of superiority to obtain temporary satisfaction, people, it's really sad!

In the thirty-fourth year of Guangxu, Qing Dezong died, and the Empress Dowager Cixi passed away one after another. Foreigners occupied the imperial court one after another, and the fate of the Qing Kingdom was in jeopardy. originally thought that being a maid was his fate, but who would have expected that the foreigners would forcibly occupy the master's house, and the master's family would be in danger, not to mention that they were subordinates, and soon Xiuhua would become a beggar living on the street.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way of our boss's car. "A horse-drawn carriage drove by and stopped at the door of a theater. A beautiful woman stepped out of the car and entered the theater. "Boss Leng, Boss Leng!" As soon as I got out of the car, a group of people blocked the door. "Grandpa, who is that person? She's so pretty. "You don't know Boss Leng, Boss Leng is a famous character, and he sang for the emperor and the queen mother when he entered the palace. "She's so good, I want to be like her. "Little girl, don't dream, how can there be so many crows turning into phoenixes in this world. Although Xiuhua was discouraged, she didn't want to give up.

didn't know when Leng Xiangxue would come out, so Xiuhua secretly squatted in the corner, hoping to have a chance to meet her. Finally late at night, the play ended, and Leng Xiangxue finally came out. "Boss Leng. "Where did you come from, get away from it." The accompanying little guy pushed Xiuhua to the ground. "Little Dragon, don't do this. Leng Xiangxue helped Xiuhua up, "Little sister, are you okay?" "Boss Leng, do I want to learn from you?" "Just because of this, you have been waiting for me here?" "En." "Why do you want to study drama?" "I want to live like a human being." "You know that learning drama is very hard. "I'm not afraid of hardship, I can suffer anything. "How old are you?" "Twelve. "Come with me, if you can't stand it in the future, don't say I didn't warn you. "I can. ”