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Chapter 42 She knew her sister would not die!

Tuan'er paused and looked up along the purse.

Seeing Chef Yang, he immediately hugged his mother with his alert little hands, stared at Chef Yang like a little animal and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm your sister's master. I'm here to deliver some money to your family. Let me help you first..."

Chef Yang wanted to step forward and lend a hand to help Xia Zheng's mother, Madam Tian, ​​up before she bent down. Tuan'er's little hand quickly pulled out a sharpened piece of iron from her foot and stabbed her in the foot, preventing Chef Yang from moving forward.

"I've never met you, and my sister never said she had a master."

Seeing the little kid's fierce and extremely alert look, Chef Yang smiled.

At first, the mother and daughter looked nothing like Xia Zheng, and she thought she had come to the wrong place. But now, they looked exactly the same as when Xia Zheng warned her that she was on a pirate ship.

"You must recognize this, right?" Chef Yang took out a small pearl flower given by Xia Zheng from her belt.

Tuan'er's eyes immediately lit up.

She made that for her sister.

Can……

"It belongs to my sister, but my sister is dead." Pulling Mrs. Tian in with force, Tuan'er reached out to close the door.

"Hey! You clever little girl." Chef Yang hurriedly grabbed the doorframe, but was still pinched. She cursed in pain, "You're just like your sister. You pretend to be well-behaved, but you're full of thorns inside. You can't say a word less. Your sister said that the Jade Dragonfly will not be buried in the ground."

Tuan'er's strength to close the door suddenly loosened, and before Chef Yang could say the next word, the little hand grabbed her hand and pushed her inside.

Cook Yang stumbled, holding onto a nearby pillar to avoid falling. Turning around, Tuan'er had already closed and bolted the door. Seeing that Mrs. Tian was still unconscious on the ground, she used two branches as legs to run over to Cook Yang and whispered urgently, "My sister is not dead, is she?"

Jade Dragonfly is a code word known only to her and her sister, referring to her sister.

Jade Dragonfly will not be buried in the ground, which means my sister is not buried in the ground, which means she is not dead.

She knew it!

She knew her sister wouldn't die!

"Your sister only lets you know the news, and only you can keep the silver. When I or other people come in the future, I will only tell you. Do you understand?" At first, when Xia Zheng heard that the news was only known to her sister, she thought Xia Zheng was weird. She didn't tell her own mother, but told a little girl of a few years old. How could she keep the news from being leaked?

Now it seems that I know my family best, and this little girl is also very capable.

"I understand. I'm sorry for offending Master." Tuan'er stepped back and saluted, looking very upright, though she was so small it was heartbreaking. "Master, please tell my sister that I will take good care of myself and mother, and don't let her worry."

"Why don't you ask why your sister died and where she went?"

"If my sister can tell me, she will definitely tell me. If she doesn't tell me, then she definitely can't tell me. I won't ask."

"Good girl!" After touching Tuan'er's head, Chef Yang handed the fifty taels of silver given by Xia Zheng to Tuan'er, and then helped Madam Tian onto the earthen kang before leaving.

It was already night when she returned to her home.

Her home is better than Xia Zheng's, but only slightly better.

There were two old loess houses where my parents, my eldest brother and his wife all lived together. Except for my eldest nephew Yang Xun who was brought into the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion by her, the other three nephews and her son were still at home. It was so crowded that the younger ones had to carry their bowls to the alley outside the house to eat.

Chef Yang told her elder brother that Xia Zheng wanted him to help her run the restaurant, but she didn't directly say it was Xia Zheng. She only said it was your master in the Duke's Mansion.

Looking at the purse on the table, Old Man Yang puffed on his pipe and said with a worried look, "Forget about handing over so much money to our family. If we suffer a loss, the nobles will blame us, and we ordinary people can't afford it."

"My lord, this shows that you value our family. The eldest and the young lady can get 40% of the profit together. If we make money, our lives will be better." Old Lady Yang looked at the four young boys outside the house and worried about money every day.

Their family was too poor, and the two elders were too old to help. Although the eldest brother, Yang the cook, and Yang Xun all worked, the little money they had was not enough in Kyoto, not to mention that they had a large family to support, so they were very tight every month.

It doesn't matter if it's the older ones, but the younger ones can't be left alone like this. In the future, they will all follow Yang Xun's old path and sell themselves into slavery. Yang Xun took that path because he wanted his younger brothers to be able to study and have a better future.

"Doing business is not that easy. This money is not our own."

"Brother, the noble man is looking for you, you decide." Chef Yang didn't spend much time listening to her parents' hesitation, and handed the decision-making power to her eldest brother Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng looked at the money bag, pondered for a moment, clapped his hands and said, "Do it! I can't stay by the stove all my life. The opportunity has been delivered to my door, and it is our family's chance."

Taking out the two deeds written by Xia Zheng, Yang Cheng could read, and after reading them, he felt that the nobleman from the Duke's Mansion was a kind and trustworthy person. He pressed his fingerprints on them without hesitation, and asked Yang the cook to take the deeds and his own working contract back to the mansion to deliver them to Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng didn't expect this when she got the working contract.

"My brother said that if you work for someone, you should act like a real worker. You can take it with peace of mind. My work contract is at home, so I won't give it to you."

Chef Yang was a person who spoke tough but was soft-hearted. She thought that the family of such a person could not be too bad, so Xia Zheng entrusted the matter to her family. However, she never thought that this family was more honest than she thought.

"I gave the silver you asked me to give to your sister. As I said, that girl is really cunning. Even your father is really a scoundrel. He treats his own daughter..."

"He is not my father." Xia Zheng immediately distanced herself from him. The fire in her heart flared up when she mentioned Xia Gang. If it weren't for his cruelty, her family wouldn't have had such a hard time, and she wouldn't have gone to such lengths to become a concubine to survive.

"Look at my mouth." Chef Yang slapped her own lips in frustration. "That bastard can't even be considered a human being. But now you're getting better. It will be even better once you have a little boy in your belly. It won't be long before you can bring your mother and sister out."

It's not that easy.

Unless Xia Gang divorced his wife, there was no way out for the divorced woman unless they could divorce amicably.

or……

Xia Zheng immediately suppressed that terrifying thought and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Master, please pay more attention to the food shop and open it as soon as possible."

"I understand." Knowing that Xia Zheng didn't want to talk, Chef Yang stood up and took out the dragonfly woven from straw that Tuan'er gave her when she left Xia Zheng's house from her sleeve pocket and placed it on the small table.

Looking at the tiny dragonfly, Xia Zheng's eyes suddenly turned red, and the emotions that had been suppressed were about to burst out.

He immediately stood up, lowered his head and walked out.

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