Chapter-95: pointed a way out for Miss Celia Yates
"You are used to letting servants speak for you, using other people's mouths to say things you cannot say, to stand up for you. This method is only used in your Imperial Official. Here, in our lark family, it has no place. No one will buy into this, let alone indulge you."
She gave a piece of advice, "Also, it will be good for you to face the reality and your situation as soon as possible." Fourth Miss Yates's lips trembled, her face turned pale and blue, "Wendy Lark." Wendy Lark is not afraid of offending people.
Whether they can get along is one thing, and whether they are willing to do so is another. As long as you are strong enough, everything can be overcome.
"Either you change yourself to fit in with the new environment, or you become strong enough to change the environment. It's up to you."
After saying this, she ran away with her spare clothes. Miss Yates was left with a pale face, a sharp pain in her heart, and tears streaming down her face. The maid couldn't help crying. It was too hard. How could she endure this life?
"Miss, please don't cry. Miss Wendy is too rude. Let's go and complain. Let's go..." She was stuck, who could she go to complain to? Old lady lark…? It's unclear who is afraid of whom. Wilson lark and his wife…?
They obeyed their daughter's orders. Lark brothers..? My sister is always the best, she can't be wrong. She felt weak all over, and panic filled her heart as she felt helpless and helpless. Wendy Lark's words pierced Fourth Miss Yates's heart like a sharp arrow.
She closed her eyes and tears rolled down her cheeks. "Nanny, let me be alone for a while." She needed to think carefully about Wendy Lark's words. Although they were unpleasant to hear, they pointed her a way forward.
Wendy Lark found Mary, and the two of them took a comfortable hot bath in the next room. She briefly described the conflict with Celia Yates. Mary shook her head slightly. The girl was actually a smart person, but she was too cunning.
Their whole family is honest people and they can't control that girl. "If you can get along, get along. If you can't, stay away from her. Don't argue with her, lest she resent you." In her eyes, her daughter is still the little girl who needs protection.
As for the recent big change, that was out of necessity. If they were not unable to support it, why would they let a little girl take on this important task? It's their uselessness as parents. Wendy Lark felt warm in her heart and responded happily.
"Dad and my brothers are still packing up. I'll go over to take a look later. You can go sit with Sixth Aunt and ask more about the family's movements." Aunt Six is a gossipy person and there is nothing she doesn't know.
Knowing everyone's movements helps her analyze and make the most accurate judgment. Mary helped her dry her hair and asked gently, "Don't you want me to accompany you?" Wendy Lark smiled slightly, "No need, no one dares to disrespect me."
As she gained more and more say, the prisoners became more respectful towards her. Neither the Foster family nor the lark family members dared to offend her. The mother and daughter were busy with their own things, and Wendy Lark walked briskly towards the kitchen.
I eat well, sleep well, and can take a bath. I feel very happy. "Miss Wendy lark why haven't returned back to your room?" Wendy Lark looked up and saw that it was Adam smith. He was wearing white clothes and looked less cold and warmer.
"I'm going to take a look in the kitchen. Why aren't you resting yet?" Adam smith is a bit of a clean freak. There were too many people eating together, and his clothes got dirty. So he washed up right after he finished eating.
"I ate too much. I'm going out to digest it." The two exchanged a few lukewarm greetings. Just as, Wendy Lark was about to leave, the attendant beside Adam smith spoke,
"Miss Wendy lark, can you help us make some food that is easy to carry on the road? We are tired of eating dry food all the way. The price is negotiable."
Adam smith glanced over coldly, "Germy, don't be rude. Miss Wendy lark, don't take this to heart. I'm really sorry..." Miss Wendy Lark cooks out of favor, not duty. It is really inappropriate to insult people with money.
But he didn't know that Wendy Lark was hoping that others would throw money at her. Come on throw big sacks of gold and silver at her. She hesitated for a moment, "Can you get some beef? If you can, I'll make you something delicious."
Oxen are important production materials and are not allowed to be killed at will, so there is no beef for sale on the market. The follower's eyes lit up, "It should be possible." Wendy Lark didn't ask them where they were going to get it. She was also a little greedy for beef.
"Then I'll make it clear in advance that you don't have to pay, but you can give me one-third of the food. If you can accept that, I'm ready to work." The attendant looked at Adam smith, who nodded slightly, "Okay."
Various ways to cook beef flashed through Wendy Lark's mind. "Okay, I'll make a list of ingredients and give it to me when they're ready." She added a lot of her own stuff, and some of the seasonings she couldn't even buy, such as pepper.
Not to mention how expensive it was, you also needed connections to get them. "Okay." The attendant bowed deeply, "Thank you Miss Wendy Lark." When the convicts woke up in the morning and heard that they would stay in the inn for a few days, they were extremely happy.
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