The next morning, Yan Hecheng took Xiaoyu and followed Zhao Dali's carriage to the town.
He thought about it all night and decided to tell Yan Xia about it.
See if she can keep Xiaoyu in the house to do some odd jobs.
As long as she has enough to eat and wear, that's fine.
The action was swift, but Yan Hecheng was filled with unease.
He was afraid his daughter would get angry, and he was also afraid she would scold him.
I was worried all the way, but when I arrived at the shop, the morning sun had already risen.
He told his granddaughter to hide in the corner of the shop, composed himself, and went into the shop alone.
"Dad, why are you back so soon?"
Yan Xia happened to be helping out at the shop.
Seeing her adoptive father, she asked curiously.
He used to insist on going back to the village, but after only a few days, he can't stand it anymore?
"Xia, Xia..."
Yan Hecheng did not answer; he spoke haltingly.
"What's wrong?" Yan Xia stopped what she was doing and looked at him.
Do you hate Xiaoyu?
"Xiao Yu?" Yan Xia didn't realize who Xiao Yu was at first, and she frantically searched her memory.
Finally, the name was found in a corner; it turned out to be the youngest daughter of the original owner's older brother.
"It's alright, not that I dislike her." Although Xiaoyu is Yan Chun's daughter, her personality is quite similar to the original owner's.
She was just an ordinary young girl, speaking softly and gently.
He has never done anything bad.
Hearing this, Yan Hecheng breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then... if Dad brings Xiaoyu over, will you be angry? As long as she's well-fed and clothed, that's fine. Xiaoyu is very efficient at work, and you happen to be short-handed, right?"
His voice grew softer and softer.
Because Yan Xia's expression grew increasingly cold.
"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Yan Xia's voice was icy cold, startling Yan Hecheng into a cold sweat despite the sweltering heat.
“That beast Yan Chun married Xiao Yu off to Wang Laizi from our village. You know what kind of person Wang Laizi is. I couldn’t just stand by and watch her get beaten to death. You really don’t know how long Xiao Yu has been married there, and she’s already been beaten beyond recognition. I couldn’t bear it and helped her get a divorce. Look, the divorce papers have all been written by Brother Bai, and they’ve both signed them. Except for her household registration, which is still with the Yan family, I know I acted impulsively and didn’t consider the consequences. I was wrong. Please don’t be angry. If all else fails, I’ll rent her a house in a village outside the city so she can clear the land and support herself. But you know she’s my granddaughter, so I might go and help her out from time to time.”
Yan Xia didn't have a smile on her face.
Yan Hecheng carefully coaxed her.
He even apologized.
“She’s a young girl, and you’re sending her to rent a house in a village where she doesn’t know anyone. What if she runs into bad people? Dad, you’re a grown man, don’t you think about the consequences of your actions? Alright, let her in, I’ll ask her myself.”
Yan Xia rolled her eyes at him.
Once the two got to know each other better, they discovered that Yan Hecheng was actually a playful old man.
Sometimes they deserve to be scolded.
But he has a good heart.
It also has one major advantage.
They do not regard women as worthless.
"Hey, Dad will go and call her in right now."
Yan Hecheng smiled. He knew that Xia was all talk and no action.
She is actually kinder than anyone else.
Seven or eight seconds later.
Yan Hecheng led Yan Zhiyu into the shop.
"Xiaoyu, come with me to the backyard. Dad, stop here. Go sit upstairs."
Yan Xia had some private matters to ask, and it wasn't appropriate for a man to listen, so she sent Yan Hecheng upstairs and took Yan Zhiyu to the house in the backyard.
After the two sat down, Yan Xia looked at Yan Zhiyu in front of her.
She was clutching her thumb, head bowed, toes touching, sitting ramrod straight – all signs indicating how nervous she was.
"Relax, I'm not going to eat you. How long have you been married to Wang Laizi?"
Yan Xia's voice was much gentler than before.
Her niece is only sixteen.
In modern times, he would be a high school student, not even an adult.
He's still a big kid.
When I went back to the village before, I didn't hear that she had married Wang Laizi.
They probably didn't even have a wedding banquet.
"It's been almost two months, Auntie." Yan Zhiyu's voice was very soft, almost as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
"Your grandfather probably told you that if you want to stay with me, you have to be diligent, not talkative, and most importantly, not betray me. You know I hate your whole family. Obviously, it's impossible for me to support you for free. I'll provide you with food and lodging, and pay you half a tael of silver a month. Would you like to stay?"
Hearing Yan Xia's first words, Xiao Yu was extremely disappointed, but the second half of her words made her excitedly raise her head.
"Really? Auntie, I'm willing to stay. I'll work hard. I can cook, feed the pigs, and wash clothes very well. I've fattened up the chickens at home, and they lay an egg every day. As long as you let me stay, I'm willing to do anything!"
"Well, it's not that bad. You're not a maid I bought. Of course, even if you were a maid, I wouldn't exploit you like this. Here's what we'll do: we're short of pastry chefs. Starting tomorrow, you can come to the back of the shop and have your sister Guihua teach you. Once you've learned, I'll send you on a business trip to Jiangnan County. Your wages will double then. I don't know if you have any plans to remarry. If not, I'll make you a manager if you do a good job."
After thinking it over, Yan Xia realized that they were short of pastry chefs.
But she wasn't very familiar with Xiaoyu; Xiaoyu wasn't even born when the original owner got married.
The two of them have said more in the past ten years than they have today.
I don't know if she still has any thoughts about marriage.
If she wants to remarry, then we won't consider focusing on training her.
After all, once she's married, her in-laws won't let her work outside the home.
Yan Zhiyu was somewhat bewildered. She didn't understand what a pastry chef was, or what her aunt meant by "business trip."
He looks a bit dull and dazed.
"Auntie, I will not remarry. I never want to get married again in this life. I would rather cut my hair and become a nun in a temple than get married. Auntie, I don't know what a pastry chef is. Anyway, whatever you ask me to do, I will do. I will learn it seriously!"
Fortunately, the girl wasn't that stupid, Yan Xia nodded in satisfaction.
"Okay, I understand. By the way, do you still have any plans regarding your father? Have you considered going back to him in the future?"
Yan Xia didn't want to get involved with Yan Chun.
She was afraid that Xiaoyu was soft-hearted and still had illusions about her family, and that Yan Chun would come and annoy her from time to time.
She's so annoyed.
"No, I don't hate him, and I don't miss him. After all, he raised me, so I owe him. But he also sold me, so I don't owe my parents anything anymore. From now on, let's pretend we don't know each other. I still have my grandfather and my aunt..."
Yan Zhiyu speaks softly and gently, like dewdrops left on tender leaves after a light rain, their clear sound sliding into the water, quite pleasant to hear.
If it weren't for her tragic appearance, one would associate her with a young lady from a wealthy family just by hearing her voice.
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