Yun Ya had Uncle Chang send two people over to take Su Antong’s body away, to be cremated at the funeral parlor, and then had soone take him back to his hotown for burial.
Once everyone had left, Yun Ya said to Aunt Li, "Call all the servants in the house to ."
With Kang Jinxian and Kang Jinse gone and Yun Shu leaving as well, from now on, there would be only one master of this house, and that was her, Ji Yunya.
Soon, all the servants lined up in the living room, their heads respectfully bowed.
Only Cuicui was missing; it turned out that Cuicui had suffered a serious head injury and was still lying in the hospital.
Yun Ya’s gaze swept over everyone, her implicit authority causing their hearts to tremble with fear, even more daunting than the forr lady of the house.
"I don’t care who used to be your master, but from now on, the only master of this house is one person."
Aunt Li was the first to speak, "The sole master of this house is Miss Yun Ya."
The others hesitated for a mont before hastily declaring their positions.
The direction of the wind in the Yun Family was clearly changing. The Kang sisters had ruined their reputations, and it seed unlikely they’d ever step foot into the Yun household again. And there was no need to ntion Yun Shu; the servants were well aware of what had happened in these last few days. The formidable lady of the house had fallen at her hands; what more was there to say? This Miss Yun Ya was truly formidable.
Yun Ya smiled with satisfaction, "The boy beside is soone I’m sure you all recognize, my brother, who is also the master of this house. His hearing is impaired, so I hope everyone will pay more attention to him in the future. Tomorrow I will invite a sign language teacher to our house to train you. I don’t expect you to beco experts, but at the very least, you should understand his expressions."
Everyone knew that Young Master Yun Miao was deaf and mute. It seed Miss Yun Ya was being particularly careful, even wanting every servant to learn sign language, clearly to prevent Young Master Yun Miao from being wronged.
"Furthermore, starting tomorrow, I will have soone co to the house to renovate it completely. We’ll clear away all the bad luck and other such things, and the house will have a completely new look. Everyone must also present themselves in a new way. As long as you are loyal and willing to work hard, I will not let you down."
This was to erase the marks of others; everyone understood and respectfully bowed their heads.
"Alright, you may all leave now," waved Yun Ya, and the group quietly retreated.
Uncle Feng hesitated for a mont before stepping forward to Yun Ya, "Miss Yun Ya."
Yun Ya smiled and glanced at him, "Do you have sothing to say, Uncle Feng?"
This smile, which was not quite a smile, made Uncle Feng feel uneasy, "I will serve the Miss well in the future."
"How many years have you been with our family, Uncle Feng?" Yun Ya leaned back in the chair, Miaomiao feeling sleepy, with his head nodding off bit by bit. Yun Ya let his head rest on her shoulder.
"Thirteen years."
Thirteen years ago, after Qin Zhuan was driven out of the Qin Family, Uncle Feng was hired by Grandfather. He was said to have served as a butler for a noble family abroad, and indeed, he was very capable. After Grandfather’s death, and Ji Lanyi disappeared, Yun Shu moved into the Ji Family, and Uncle Feng, forgetting Grandfather’s kindness, groveled to Yun Shu...
Nevertheless, such behavior was only human nature. He had not bound himself to the Ji Family; it was rely an employnt relationship. "A fine bird chooses the tree it roosts in," and for him at the ti, it was the best choice.
"Thirteen years, huh? Ti flies. I hope in the next thirteen years, Uncle Feng, you can fulfill the promise you made to Grandfather."
The promise he had made to Grandfather, she still rembered it all too well, even though in this society, promises did not hold much weight.
Uncle Feng, ashad, bowed his head, "Rest assured, Miss, from now on, I, Feng, will remain utterly loyal to the Miss, without a second thought."
Yun Ya smiled, "It’s late, Uncle Feng. You may go and rest now."
Uncle Feng pursed his lips and turned to leave.
Yun Ya sat on the couch for a while, feeling the chill, and woke Miaomiao, who rubbed his sleepy eyes.
"Let’s go back to our room to sleep." Yun Ya took him by the hand and walked upstairs, with sleepy Miaomiao obediently following her steps.
Yun Ya brought him back to her own room. There were traces of others in the other rooms, and she and Miaomiao would not sleep there. For now, they would make do for the night. Tomorrow they would temporarily leave Jiangzhou, and by the ti they returned, the house renovations would probably be nearly complete, and then Miaomiao would have a room of his own.
Yun Miao lay in bed, gripping Yun Ya’s hand, and fell asleep almost imdiately.
A simple life, carefree with worries lasting no more than three seconds—living like this, what a good life.
Yun Ya looked at the tranquil sleeping face of the youth under the light, smiling as she tucked in the corner of the blanket. Just as she thought to withdraw her hand, Miaomiao tightened his grip the mont she moved.
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