Even so, she still wasn't very confident in convincing her mother.
After all these years, Mom has remained devoted to Dad, and in her heart, I, as her daughter, will never be as important as Zhu Zhizhou.
Now that something like this has happened, Mom should finally give up!
"Ying'er, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being a burden to you and Xiaoyu..."
It is said that every pitiful person has something hateful about them. If Zhu Qianying were to write down her mother's hateful qualities, she could fill an entire A4 page.
Even though she was hateful in every way, Zhu Qianying, as her daughter, still couldn't bring herself to abandon her.
"Mom, what's the point of telling me all this now that we're in this situation? You should think carefully about what to do next. If you have no objections, after I get married, I will settle you in a place far away from the Zhu family. There, you can start your own life again. Think it over carefully. You must not let anyone know about this, not even Xiaoyu."
Chen Jing lowered her head, never before considering her daughter's words so seriously.
She is thirty-nine years old this year. In her thirty-nine years of life, ten years were a confused childhood, eight years were spent working hard to obtain a higher level of chef qualification, and the remaining twenty-one years were spent on how to please a man named Takenozu.
In her quest to please this man, she neglected her two daughters and ignored the self-esteem and dignity that were repeatedly trampled upon day after day.
Over the past twenty-one years, this man named Takeozumi has transformed from a dashing and debonair young man into the obese and worldly old man he is today.
And she, once a rising star in the culinary world, has fallen to the state of being the weary and exhausted fourth concubine of the Zhu family.
This wasn't the first time that Zhu Shaofen and her children, and even Wei Ruoman and Fang Caiping, had bullied her. However, in the past, they had mostly done it covertly, but this time, it was an open and blatant act of humiliation.
She felt as humiliated as if she had been stripped naked in the middle of the street.
Her remaining feelings for Zhu Zhizhou were completely worn away by Zhu Shaofen and the others' repeated meddling.
Perhaps, as my daughter said, I should think carefully about what to do next. Staying here any longer is truly pointless.
"Ying'er, I'll listen to you. However, I'll continue to live here until you get married. Otherwise, if we alarm them and ruin your marriage with Young Master Yan, that would be bad."
Although she was confused and cowardly, she knew that Young Master Yan was her and her two daughters' lifeline. Without Young Master Yan as her son-in-law, not only would her dream of leaving the Zhu family be shattered, but her daughters' future situation would also be extremely dangerous.
Chen Jing, unusually shrewd for once, insisted on staying at the Zhu family home until Zhu Qianying got married. Although Zhu Qianying felt sorry for her, she couldn't think of a better way. So she simply let her mother sleep in Xiaoyu's bedroom for a while. As for her mother's bedroom, which had been ruined beyond recognition, she would keep it as evidence to constantly remind her mother not to trust or linger with Zhu Zhizhou anymore.
As for Zhu Shaofen's family, Zhu Qianying instructed her mother to avoid them if possible, and if they couldn't avoid them, to pretend they didn't see anything.
After discussing it all night, the mother and daughter decided to just get by at the Zhu family's house for a little over a month, and then rescue Chen Jing from her misery once Zhu Qianying got married.
After finally calming her mother down, Zhu Qianying grabbed some food from the kitchen to appease her stomach, then took a shower and went to bed. Before falling asleep, she set her alarm for 5 a.m.
Early in the morning, Zhu Qianying was awakened by the shrill ringing of the alarm clock. She mumbled a curse and threw back the covers, trying to go back to sleep.
Suddenly remembering that he had to go to the Yan family to make breakfast for the young master Yan, he got up with a grumble and, after washing up, left the house on time.
The roads were nearly empty in the early morning, and the driver sped along. By the time Zhu Qianying stood in the Yan family's kitchen, it was not yet six o'clock.
"Ying'er, have a sip of hot cocoa before you start."
Uncle Hai felt sorry for Zhu Qianying, so he had someone heat up a cup of cocoa early in the morning. He brought it over and handed it to Zhu Qianying.
Zhu Qianying said thank you and took a big gulp of the cocoa.
"Ying'er, the young master's temper is indeed a bit excessive. Please be more tolerant of him." Uncle Hai was caught in the middle.
Even though they knew their young master had gone too far, they didn't dare to reprimand him.
Even though he felt sorry for Zhu Qianying, he was powerless to help her.
"Uncle Hai, I know."
He's just a spoiled young master, she knows!
"Uncle Hai, does Young Master Yan like dumplings?"
In just a few tens of minutes, Zhu Qianying can't do much. Of course, the quickest thing she can do is toast a few slices of bread and add two fried eggs, or cook a bowl of noodles and add two fried eggs.
But someone as fastidious as Yan Shao wouldn't be fooled by such a casual breakfast.
"Yes, he eats it, but isn't it a bit rushed to prepare it now?"
Zhu Qianying didn't explain much. She took out flour from the kitchen cabinet and kneaded the dough. Then she took out some meat and vegetables from the refrigerator and chopped them into filling.
Seeing that she was busy with her own things and didn't have time to pay attention to him, Uncle Hai quietly left.
As I walked into the living room, I ran into Yan Shao, who was wearing sportswear and going for a run.
"Good morning, young master."
"She's here?" Yan Shao asked knowingly. In fact, he had already seen Zhu Qianying's coat and backpack on the cabinet as soon as he came downstairs.
"Hmm, we've been here for quite a while. Young Master Yan, would you like to go in and take a look?"
Yan Shao ignored Uncle Hai and ran out the door.
The November morning carried a slight chill, and strings of glistening dewdrops clung to the tips of the grass and tender leaves, shimmering in the morning light.
Yan Shao was in a good mood and ran a big lap in the garden. After taking a shower, he went downstairs feeling refreshed.
This time, he happened to run into Zhu Qianying, who was wearing an apron.
"Good morning, Young Master Yan."
Zhu Qianying was bending down to serve him porridge. On the table were two plates of fried dumplings.
"Young Master Yan, this is beef and egg congee. Here's a small bowl for you to try and see if it suits your taste."
As Zhu Qianying spoke, she placed the porridge in front of Yan Shao.
Yan Shao glanced at the dining table; as usual, there was only one set of bowl and chopsticks.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Young Master Yan's expression clearly darkened.
Uncle Hai, who was standing to the side, immediately thought of what happened last night and quickly interjected, "Of course Ying'er should eat too. I just forgot to prepare a bowl and chopsticks for her."
Zhu Qianying had no idea that the fruits of her labor, which she had worked hard for more than an hour yesterday, had all ended up in the servants' stomachs because of a certain master's word "take it away".
After serving Yan Shao a bowl of porridge, she turned around and took out chili sauce and vinegar from the condiment cabinet behind her, pouring some of each onto a condiment dish.
"I made two kinds of fillings for the dumplings: one is cabbage and pork, and the other is mushroom and pork. Try them and see which one you prefer."
Originally, Zhu Qianying wanted to make celery and pork filling, but after hearing from Uncle Hai that Young Master Yan didn't eat any dishes with strange flavors, she changed it to cabbage and pork filling.
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