Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 999 - 150 Trashy girl, trashy boy court death_4

Chapter 999: 150 Trashy girl, trashy boy court death_4

Zi Yu said further, "Madam, Maternal Aunt Liu has another request. She hopes that she can, can die a free woman, so..."

Free woman?

Lady Jin straightened her sleeves and looked toward a lacquered redwood box by the bed, saying, "She didn’t kneel before me; she surely feels uncomfortable about that. Nonetheless, considering her rare filial piety, return to them the indenture contracts of both her and her maid."

After Zi Yu took the indenture contract, Lady Jin didn’t forget to add another instruction, "Hurry up and send them off! Clean out the courtyard where she lived completely! No, it’s best to seal it!"

At the back door of Li Mansion, a carriage rushed away, crossing the street and out of the city gates, heading directly in the direction opposite to the quarantined village of the severely ill.

About three miles later, the carriage suddenly stopped. There, another carriage was already waiting.

Lin Yuan, Xia Zheng, Shen Dajun, and Panpan had been anxiously awaiting.

Lin Yuan smiled and watched as Ying Tao helped Mrs. Liu down from the carriage. She took out a small white porcelain bottle from her bosom and handed it to Mrs. Liu, "After you take this, the red spots on your body will disappear in three days."

Mrs. Liu gratefully accepted it, with eyes brimming with excited tears.

Indeed, she had not really fallen ill. All of this was a ruse concocted by Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng to take advantage of Li Chang being otherwise occupied. They feigned illness and leveraged the good impression left with Lady Jin to procure the indenture contract. Mrs. Liu and Ying Tao were now truly free individuals.

The carriage that Zi Yu had hired for Mrs. Liu was, of course, prepared by Lin Yuan early on, and even the driver was Lin Yi, who had personally taken on the task.

"Mrs. Liu," Shen Dajun could hardly contain himself, stepping forward and firmly holding the hand of his beloved. He had waited too long for this day, and could not clearly recall whether it had been four or five years.

"Dajun," Mrs. Liu’s lips trembled as she touched her still-flat belly. Their family of three was finally reunited.

Seeing lovers finally become family, Ying Tao was deeply moved. She had clearly witnessed every twist and turn of their fraught relationship.

With a thud, Ying Tao suddenly knelt before Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng, with a flushed excited face, "Miss Lin, on behalf of my mistress, I kneel to you. If not for your help, my mistress surely could not have left that dreadful place. Please accept my kowtow."

As she spoke, she bent down to kneel before Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan wouldn’t allow her to kneel to herself and quickly stopped her. But just as she stopped Ying Tao, Shen Dajun and Mrs. Liu also knelt down, "Miss Lin, the people who should kneel are us, thank you for saving our family!"

This made Lin Yuan anxious; she pulled at one and then another, but could stop neither. This was the first time anyone had ever knelt to express gratitude to her, and she just couldn’t accept it.

"Oh no, please get up!"

After much coaxing, she finally helped the three to their feet, and Lin Yuan’s face also turned a vivid red.

Standing up, Ying Tao looked toward Panpan, who was smiling at the side. She went up and took her hand, expressing her thanks, "Little Sister Panpan, thank you as well. If you hadn’t shone a light for us, we wouldn’t have sought Miss Lin’s help."

Panpan cheekily squinted her eyes and laughed, "You wouldn’t be going to kowtow to me too, would you? Please don’t—I really don’t want people kowtowing back and forth; it makes me think of that filthy place in Li Mansion."

Ying Tao smiled and tapped her forehead, "You little rascal!"

"Sister Yingtao, what are your plans?" Panpan grasped Ying Tao’s hand, knowing that once they parted today, they would never see each other again.

Panpan’s question was also what Lin Yuan wanted to know. In the eyes of Li Mansion, Mrs. Liu and Ying Tao were already dead, so they obviously couldn’t stay in Zhuma Town any longer. For safety’s sake, they couldn’t even linger in the surrounding towns.

Looking at Mrs. Liu and Shen Dajun, Ying Tao smiled and said, "I had already discussed this with Miss Lin. We plan to go to the South, find a small town to settle down, and live out our lives under assumed names."

Mrs. Liu also smiled and said, "That’s right, my parents have long since passed away, and my brother and his wife are without virtue—I cannot go back to them. Dajun is all alone, and Ying Tao was kidnapped when she was younger, with no memory of her relatives. From now on, she is my own little sister. We’ll live our lives together, find a decent family, and give her a grand wedding."

Upon mentioning marriage, Ying Tao’s cheeks turned a shade of red, and she just smiled without saying a word.

Panpan playfully poked the ticklish spot at Ying Tao’s waist, making her laugh uncontrollably. Annoyed, Ying Tao caught Panpan’s mischievous hand and scolded, "Laughing at me! Your sister’s grievances have been redressed, and Li Mansion has let you go—what are your plans? Surely your parents will want to marry you off soon, won’t they?"

Panpan pouted, "I won’t marry off that early! Besides, I’m the only daughter in my family, and I can’t bear to leave my parents. In the future, I want to bring in a son-in-law to live with us, rather than marry out!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan laughed, "That’s actually a good idea. Liuzi’s parents passed away early; he would surely be happy to come and live with your family."

As soon as Liuzi was mentioned, Panpan’s beautiful little face blushed, and she glared at Lin Yuan mischievously, "Boss, you’re terrible!"

Since Fifth Sister Bai had gone home to have a baby, Rice Flower Fragrance was short of hands. It was just right that Panpan came along and filled in for Fifth Sister Bai. Before, when Panpan visited Rice Flower Fragrance to see Uncle Wang, she had more contact with Liuzi, bringing them naturally closer.

Seeing Panpan’s reaction, Lin Yuan laughed; it seemed Rice Flower Fragrance would soon celebrate another happy event.

After chatting for a while longer, the time for parting finally arrived.

Lin Yuan took an envelope from Xia Zheng, which had been prepared in advance, and handed it to Mrs. Liu, "Take this. Don’t refuse, I know you’ve already prepared plenty of silver taels. What I’m giving you is definitely better than silver."

Seeing her insist, Mrs. Liu looked at Shen Dajun, nodded, and accepted it.

During these days, Shen Dajun stayed at Fuman Building, working as a running hall clerk and also helping in the kitchen; he was capable of doing anything. He was hardworking, honest, and smart, which earned him a special place in the esteem of Lin Yuan and Shopkeeper Liu. Now that he was leaving, both Lin Yuan and Shopkeeper Liu felt somewhat reluctant.

Only when the carriage had gone far did Mrs. Liu open the envelope—it contained a piece of paper filled with writing.

Mrs. Liu and Ying Tao looked at each other, their eyes blurring with tears.

Several years later, in a small town in Jiangnan, a shop named "Shen Ji" specializing in spicy soup suddenly appeared. The spicy soup there was delicious and well-proportioned, and the owner was particularly honest and welcoming, drawing many customers eager to taste the legendary spicy soup.

In just a few years, the shop became famous and was considered a local sensation.