Because his younger brother once told him, this is my thing, sister, please don’t mess with it. This child is obviously only seven years old, and he is like a little adult and has his own ideas.

Although she was a little touched by what this aunt said today, for Bu Mansha, she does not have much ambition or desire. Just an ordinary and leisurely life makes her satisfied.

Three months later, at Bumantha's home.

The family has finished dinner and is clearing the table.

"Bumansha, please don't go back later."

"Yes, father." Bumansha raised her head in surprise and looked at her father.

"Luou, let's go, don't disturb the conversation between dad and sister." The mother on the side seemed to have already agreed upon it, and pulled her little son away.

"Um."

The child looked at his sister and father with some curiosity, and then left with his mother in small steps.

The room returned to silence, and Bumansha sat upright at the table, waiting for her father to speak.

Looking at his daughter's appearance, the father seemed a little troubled.

"Actually, you can be a little...well, a little more willful."

In order to lighten the atmosphere, the man picked up a rolled cigarette, placed it next to the candle lamp and lit it slowly. Small sparks immediately appeared on the tobacco, and it burned quietly.

After taking a puff of cigarette, the man looked at Bumansha and continued.

"As for me, although I have worked on the Baron's garden for a while, I have a bit of a reputation in the town. But to other places in the outside world, it is really insignificant."

"You have been obedient since you were a child, you have never let me worry about you, and you can usually help your mother with some things. I see all of this."

"It is truly the most honorable and proud thing in my life to have a daughter who can study in Emenas and graduate normally."

"Since you went to Emenas, when I go to a pub to drink, a large group of people will please me and pay for me. This is really a happy thing."

"I have always been proud of you."

"But, Bumantha, I've heard some bad rumors recently."

"Some people say that I keep my daughter at home, not letting her shine, and that she is just a tool for making money through labor. This makes me very angry." As he spoke, the father knocked the ashes from his cigarette.

Bu Mansha looked at her father, her face swaying in the light and dark illuminated by the candlelight, but she still remained calm and quiet.

"So, I decided to send you out." The father unbuttoned his collar and took out a folded envelope.

"I knew a friend when I was young. He currently works in Wanglong Port. It is said that he works in a famous dim sum shop. It happens that there is a shortage of people there because many young men have joined the army."

"You can go to him with this letter and he can help you find a job in the pastry shop. Haven't you always liked making bread and pastries? You must be very comfortable doing this."

"In addition, Wanglong Port is the most prosperous city in the Landsworth family fiefdom. There are many nobles and rich people gathered there. If you go to buy snacks on weekdays, you can probably meet a lot of them."

"If you find the right person, just marry him. This will relieve my worries."

"You don't have to refuse me or anything. My daughter is so beautiful and smart. I believe no one will look down on her. It's just that you don't usually dress up."

"Speaking of this, when you make money, you can buy some good clothes for yourself. You have grown up now, and we can't support you all the time. I have to save some money for your brother to go to school."

Bu Mansha listened quietly. When her father finished speaking, she slowly lowered her head: "I understand, Father."

"Well, that's it, go to bed early."

Then Bumansha stood up and slowly left the room.

The candlelight was still flickering, and the man was smoking silently, letting the fluttering tobacco gradually envelope him.

With a creak, the door opened again, and a woman walked in. It was Bumansha's mother. She had a similar face and hair color to Bumansha, but she had some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

"Have you agreed with Bu Mansha?" The woman took the cigarette from the man's mouth and put it aside to extinguish it.

After looking at the unfinished cigarette, the man replied: "Well, that's it."

"How did she answer?"

"She said she understood, which means she agreed. It's not like you don't know this child's character. He has always been very obedient."

"Hey, actually when I was a child, I was very happy to have such an obedient child. It was very worry-free, but now I'm a little worried." The mother held her hand and put it between her knees, moved her body, and then continued.

"When she first graduated, not only the Baron, but also several earls in nearby territories sent invitations, hoping that she could work there. Her job was also very simple, that is, accompanying the earls' children to study. She could earn several dollars every month

A gold coin, and this salary will continue to rise."

"But she didn't want to go, so we didn't force her and let her continue working at home."

"It's just that if it lasts for a long time, it won't be good."

"Just like the Eastern proverb, how can a giant dragon stay under a simple and narrow shack."

"It's always a pity that she has such a special talent, but it is wasted in this ordinary town."

"And we can't persuade her directly. After all, the child is older and has her own ideas and thoughts. We have no choice but to use this method to force her to leave."

"I hope that after going to the prosperous Wanglong Port, she will see many new things and develop greater ambitions."

"I am proud to have such a daughter, but I also hope that she can break away from our limitations and step onto a broader stage."

In the room, the two of them talked about Bu Mansha's life since she was a child. Some of them were warm and some were cute, which made the father and mother lament the passage of time and feel a little sad for a while.

The lights inside the house were still burning, and some dim orange light spilled through the curtains, illuminating the grass and courtyard outside the house.

With one leg lightly leaning against the wall next to the window, the girl with chestnut-blond hair leaned against the wall with her hands behind her back, quietly listening to the subtle words, and slowly raised her head to look at the starry night sky.

A broader stage?
Chapter completed!