Zhao Erya, in her panic, felt the more she explained, the more confusing it became. She feared Yu Xiaolian might think she had other intentions, and her face turned red with anxiety, looking as if she was about to cry.
Yu Xiaolian patted Zhao Erya's shoulder, "Erya, how many times have I said it? I've never treated you like a servant. We are sisters, friends. Why do you think I saved Sanya back then? It was all because of you.
When the shop next door is vacant, we'll hire a maid there; it won't cost much.
Besides, I'll have to go to Shuren Academy for arithmetic lessons later... Oh dear... my blackboard, I wonder if my dad brought it inside?"
If it gets soaked by the rain, all those layers of ink I applied would be wasted, and all the days of sun-drying would be for nothing.
Zhao Erya said, "Don't worry, I saw Uncle Sun from the Sun Family bring it inside before I came over to help close the shop."
"That's good, that's good..."
