Listening to her daughter's heartfelt words, the pregnant Lady Hou went on a killing spree.

Ji Yueru stopped abruptly, and only when she came to her senses did she realize that there was a man standing just one person away from her directly in front of her. Just by looking at the fabric of the man's clothes, she knew that he was no ordinary person.

She didn't even look up at the man's face, she just kept apologizing.

"I'm so sorry, I was so engrossed in thinking about something that I didn't notice."

After apologizing, seeing that the man didn't speak, Ji Yueru didn't linger and walked past him.

Zhiyi walked a little further away, glanced back at the man still standing in the middle of the road, felt a chill run down her spine and quickly looked away.

[Huh! I feel like that guy is dangerous, but I can't see where he came from. It's really strange.]

Ji Yueru wasn't curious at all, but after hearing An'an's words, she couldn't help but turn around, only to find that the man was nowhere to be seen in the middle of the road.

Back in the theater, the opera was in full swing, but the birthday celebrant, Madam Yu, had not yet returned.

When the birthday banquet was halfway through, Madam Yu finally arrived late, looking quite unhappy.

"Grandma, where did you go? I've been waiting for you for so long."

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"Grandma wasn't feeling well and just went to lie down for a while."

Lin Wanwan wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that her grandmother was treating her differently than before, though she couldn't quite put her finger on what was different.

The birthday banquet went smoothly today. After the banquet ended, Ji Yueru didn't have to wait for the twins. With the Yu family there, she didn't need to worry about the two returning home.

The most unexpected thing is that Marquis Anshun did not appear at Madam Yu's birthday banquet from beginning to end. I don't know if he was held up by something or if he simply did not want to come.

"Madam, shall we return to the manor now?"

"Let's go down South Street and buy something while we're there."

She hadn't forgotten what An'an had told her about the little girl on South Street who sold herself to bury her father.

Zhiyi first helped his wife into the carriage before instructing the driver to take the south street.

Ji Yueru casually lifted the car window curtain and took a deep breath; the air was filled with the aroma of cooking.

In her previous life, she was often ill and rarely left the manor, so she hadn't smelled the warmth and life of a family like this for a long time.

[Mother, we've arrived.]

"parking."

The coachman outside quickly tightened the reins.

"Whoa!"

"Zhiyi, help me down for a walk."

Zhiyi felt that the lady was acting strangely today. In the past, the lady was very particular about etiquette when she was out, but now she seemed different from before.

The master and servant got off the carriage and saw a crowd gathered in front of them.

"Madam, we don't know what's going on up ahead, let's go and join in the fun."

My wife is in a good mood today, and Zhiyi is indulging in a rare moment of recklessness.

She was just looking for an excuse to leave when Zhiyi's words suited her perfectly.

"Okay, let's go take a look."

Excuse me, let me through.

The onlookers couldn't help but move aside when they saw the two women's clothes, afraid that they might damage Ji Yueru's clothes and make them pay for them.

I wonder which family's lady it is, that she's come to join in the fun on the street.

With Zhiyi making way, the two quickly squeezed to the very back, only to discover that it was a young girl selling herself to bury her father.

The little girl was dressed in plain white with a small white flower in her hair. At first glance, she looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. There was a straw stuck in the back of her neck, and the sign next to her read "Selling herself to bury her father".

Behind her, wrapped in a straw mat, was a human figure, with a pair of large feet visible through the shadows. It was clearly the little girl's father.

"Chunhua, stop arguing. Just go outside the city, find a mass grave, dig a hole, and bury your father. Who would buy someone like you?"

An older woman in the crowd was trying to persuade someone she knew, but her words were not very pleasant to hear.

"No, I want to buy a coffin for my father."

Her father raised her to adulthood, and she couldn't let him die without even a coffin.

She had already gone to the coffin shop; a medium-sized coffin cost two taels, and the style was what her father liked.

"Madam, she's so pitiful, why don't we buy her?"

"it is good."

Hearing that the lady had agreed, Zhiyi was overjoyed and turned to smack the little maid kneeling on the ground.

"How much do you want to sell it for?"

"Two ounces."

Zhiyi thought to herself that two taels of silver wasn't much, and the little girl was pretty and delicate. It wouldn't be a loss to buy her as a maid. Why wouldn't anyone buy her?

"My wife bought it. You'll come with us later."

Chunhua glanced at Ji Yueru and thought that this lady was very beautiful and kind-hearted, but she couldn't let her down.

"Madam, I must make this clear: I need to eat eight bowls of rice to feel full. If you can afford to support me, then buy me. If not, then forget it."

"Sigh! Anyone who has a daughter like this is unlucky. Her father, Old Wang, was completely ruined by her, but he couldn't bear to throw her away, and she dragged him to his death."

"Exactly, whose daughter can eat so much? I've never seen anyone like that before."

The crowd was buzzing with gossip about the father and daughter, but Chunhua, kneeling on the ground, didn't care. Her appetite was well-known in the neighborhood, and there was no way to hide it.

Zhiyi's eyes widened; she simply couldn't believe that such a tiny girl, who looked like a bean sprout, could eat eight bowls of rice in one meal.

"How big are your bowls?"

Zhiyi thought that perhaps the bowl she thought of was different from the bowl the little girl thought of.

Chunhua raised her hand and made a circle with her fingers.

"So big."

Wow! That's more like a basin than a bowl. She'd never seen a bowl with such a large rim.

It seems that the two of them do have different ideas.

Zhiyi looked at his wife, his expression somewhat troubled.

"Madam, are you still buying people?"

"As long as you promise to only listen to me from now on, I'll make sure you have enough to eat every day."

Not only was Chunhua surprised, but even the onlookers were incredibly astonished.

I thought to myself, "Is this woman out of her mind?"

[Don't worry, Mother. You definitely won't lose out by buying this little girl; she'll be more than worth the price.]

"Don't worry, Madam, I will definitely listen to you when we get back."

"Zhiyi, give me the money."

"oh."

Zhiyi realized what was happening and quickly took out her purse, took out two taels of silver and handed it over.

"Bury your father first, and wait until tomorrow."

"No need to wait until tomorrow, madam, I can go over tonight."

The courtyard has already been returned, and she really has nowhere to go tonight.

"Alright, after you bury your father, go to the back gate of the Marquis of Anshun's residence, and someone will bring you to see me."

Ji Yueru left with Zhiyi, and Chunhua got up with two taels of silver, picked up her father's body behind her, and headed towards the coffin shop.

The crowd dispersed when they realized there was no excitement to be had.

"Madam, can she really eat so much food that the main kitchen provides?"

Zhiyi's biggest worry right now is food. The lady wants something to eat but can't get it from the main kitchen. What will happen if they add another food item?

Ji Yueru gave Zhiyi a cryptic look.

"Let her go to the main kitchen to get the food when the others arrive."

The master and servant returned to the gate of the mansion, and the gatekeeper quickly came forward upon seeing them.

"Madam, a message just came from the old lady's courtyard, saying that you need to come back to Anju Courtyard, the old lady wants to see you."