"Where is your sister's body buried?" Yu Jiao asked softly.
Debbie's expression darkened. "It must have been thrown into a mass grave somewhere."
The women in the brothels of Zhixiang Street were of the lowest class, and death was commonplace for them. They would just wrap the bodies in straw mats and have the servants in the yard throw them onto a mass grave, without even taking the trouble to bury them.
Yu Jiao took out two silver ingots from her purse and gave them to Dai Bi, "Take this money and build a cenotaph for your sister."
Debbie's eyes were filled with tears. She took the silver with a sob and said, "I'd like to thank Miss Yu on behalf of my sister."
"Use the remaining money to buy some thicker clothes. If you need anything in the future, you can go to Liu's house in Zanmao Hutong to find me. Tell the doorman that you are looking for Bai Lu." Yu Jiao looked at Dai Bi and advised her, "Even if you want revenge, don't be hasty and reckless. You need to live well before you can think of a way to take revenge."
Dai Bi wiped her tears and said, "I know." This time when she went back, she wanted to be like a dormant poisonous snake, and bite Yang Jiyan fatally when she was off guard.
They, the sisters and Gu? They had no choice in their birth, they were born into a poor family, sold by their cruel parents for money, became slaves and maids, and met a cruel master. Did God have eyes for them?
They just wanted to survive, but Yang Jiyan refused to give them a chance to live.
In order to avoid being seen, Yu Jiao asked Dai Bi to get off the carriage after leaving South City. Dai Bi wrapped herself in the men's gown that Yu Jiao gave her, lowered her head and walked away quickly.
After Debbie left, Wei San drove to the clothing store. Yu Jiao and Bai Lu went into the store to change their clothes. Wei San went to the store to return the car, and then returned to the clothing store to pick up Yu Jiao and Bai Lu.
After taking Dai Bi out of Zhixiang Street, Yu Jiao felt much more relieved. Originally, when she heard Yang Jiyan say that all the sisters were dead, Yu Jiao felt a little guilty.
If she had not asked Daibi to write a letter to Yang Jiyan, Yang Jiyan would not have suspected Daibi of betraying her and sold the two of them to a brothel.
But she doesn't have a God's perspective, and she can't predict people's hearts or what will happen later.
Yu Jiao was having her period and was not feeling well. She spent several days lazily curled up on the soft couch, making perfume pills to pass the time. Tao Ge'er and Yao Yu came to play with her, but Yu Jiao was too lazy to get off the bed. She only asked Yun Xiao to secretly go to Yang's house to spy and see if Dai Bi had returned to Yang Jiyan.
Kyoto is also considered to be in the north, but the climate is not bitterly cold. It had been snowing lightly some time ago, but it has stopped in the past few days and the snow on the ground has begun to melt. As the saying goes, it is not cold when it snows, but it is cold when the snow melts. The closer it gets to the New Year, the colder the weather is.
Although there was a floor heating in Yang Jiyan's house, she went out to Yudai Hutong every day to teach Liang Wushuang to play the pipa. Ever since that day in the Plum Garden, Liang Wushuang suddenly wanted to learn the pipa for some reason, and even said that he wanted to learn the piece played by Liu Yujiao.
Yang Jiyan wanted to please her, so she volunteered to teach Liang Wushuang how to play the pipa.
In her previous life, after Yang Jiyan married Zhou Yun, Zhou Yun had a lover in a brothel who was very good at playing the pipa. In order to please Zhou Yun, Yang Jiyan learned this lowly instrument.
After running back and forth these days, even with a charcoal basin in the carriage, it was still hard to avoid being frozen. Moreover, Yang Jiyan was also offended by Liang Wushuang today, so she was furious at the servants as soon as she returned to the yard.
Liang Wushuang, that lowly fellow who came from a bean juice grinding family, was extremely clumsy when it came to playing the pipa. She had clearly reminded him not to pluck the strings with the fingertips, but Liang Wushuang was stupid himself and used the flesh of his fingers to hook and rub the strings, hurting his fingers, and then he blamed her!
Yang Jiyan was scolded by Liang Wushuang, but she could only endure it. She was so angry that she returned to the courtyard and vented it on the servants. She scolded all the maids serving in the room one by one and smashed a few ornaments. Only then did Yang Jiyan feel better.
Yang Jiyan had just calmed down when she heard the doorman come over and say, "Miss, Debbie is back and said she wanted to see you."
"Debbie? Why is she back?" Yang Jiyan looked puzzled. When she was selling the people, she specifically instructed the matchmaker to sell Daibbie and Chunhong to the cheapest brothel in Zhixiang Street. No one could escape alive if they were sold there.
Yang Jiyan thought about it and said coldly, "Bring her here." That bitch actually dared to come back, she wanted to see what she was planning.
The doorman responded and left. After a moment, he brought Daibi to Yang Jiyan.
Debbie fell to her knees on the ground with a thud, "Miss, please take me in. I already know I was wrong. Please have mercy on me and give me a chance to live!" She kowtowed repeatedly.
Yang Jiyan lowered her eyes to look at Daibi, and saw that her clothes were ragged, her hair was unkempt, her body was thin, and she looked like she had suffered a lot of torture.
She chuckled, with a hint of viciousness in her smile. This was the fate of the little bastard who dared to betray her!
"Did you escape from the kiln?"
Debbie knelt on the ground and said in a panic, "Yes... I escaped secretly. Chunhong is dead. If I stay in that place any longer, I will die. Please give me a way out! I will be loyal and have no second thoughts. I only ask you to take me in!"
Yang Jiyan looked at Daibi. This little girl actually managed to escape from a place like Zhixiang Street. She didn't know whether it was true or not.
"Chunhong is dead?" Yang Jiyan sneered, "You have no second thoughts? I don't believe that. I sold you and Chunhong to a brothel. You probably hate me so much in your heart that you don't even have time to do it. How could you still want to come back and serve me?"
Dai Bi wiped her tears, trembling all over, and begged bitterly, "I dare not. Although I have escaped from Zhixiang Street, they will catch me and take me back. Only if you take me in can I save my life. I have realized my mistake. Please forgive me and let me go back to you! From now on, no matter what you ask me to do, I will do it. I am willing to be a dog by your side. You can keep me to beat and scold me or to relieve my boredom. I only ask you to take me in."
Yang Jiyan saw her like this, as if she had suffered inhuman torture in a place like Zhixiang Street, and was terrified.
"Just do whatever I tell you to do?" Yang Jiyan raised her eyebrows.
Debbie knelt on the ground and nodded repeatedly.
Yang Jiyan pointed at the broken porcelain pieces that she had just dropped on the ground and the servants had not yet cleaned up, and said with a half-smile, "Well, then, you eat this."
Debbie lowered her head and glanced at the porcelain pieces on the ground. She closed her eyes, opened them and said, "I will listen to you, young lady."
Then, he grabbed a piece of porcelain from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.
The sharp porcelain pieces cut her lips and tongue, and blood flowed down the corners of Debbie's mouth.
Debbie held the porcelain piece in her mouth and looked up at Yang Jiyan. Seeing her indifferent expression and an attitude as if she was enjoying a good show, she hardened her heart and raised her head to swallow the porcelain piece.
Yang Jiyan then spoke up to stop her, "Since you have already escaped, why don't you die in front of me so that I won't be known for mistreating my servants!"
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