"Calm down."

Snapped!

Shang Quanna put his hands on Kanroji Sakurabake's shoulders, forcing the latter to calm down.

Kanroji Sakuracake looked at Shang Quanna's sharp teeth that represented "ghost" and the red bloodshot eyes, and took a few nervous breaths.

She blinked her eyes, a little at a loss.

Shang Quannai slowly put down his hand on Ganlu Temple's shoulder. He looked at Ganlu Temple's expression and lowered his head guiltily:

"It's a little sudden."

"It's a selfish request...really."

"I didn't even consider whether you wanted to reunite with your family...nor did I pay attention to your thoughts..."

"I was too impulsive."

Shang Quannai lowered his head, frowning, and the urgency in his heart made him a little confused.

It was myself who originally promised Ah Shang to take good care of the Zamon family.

But when he was unable to take care of them, he forced his will on Kanroji Sakuracake.

He scratched his head irritably, and then took two deep breaths.

The one who should calm down is himself.

He raised his head again, supported the ground with his hands, stood up slowly, patted Kanroji Sakurabi's shoulder, and apologized softly:

"Sorry, don't be too stressed."

"I can also find other people, such as Renshan, father and the others..."

"There will be a way, for sure."

Shang Quannai rubbed his swollen head, which had just woken up from sleep, and reached out to open the door.

Bang!

Went out.

"Oh! You're awake! Doctor!"

"Brother!!"

"Is it okay, Nai-kun."

"It's good that you're not dead! It's good that you're not dead! Haha!"

My wife laughed kindly and patted Shang Quannai hard on the shoulder.

Shang Quannai's smile was a little tired, and he was still very sleepy.

——Lately, it’s better to use less force.

Bang.

Thinking about it, Shang Quanna gently closed the door behind him, leaving Ganluji Sakura Cake in the room who was staring at his back in a daze.

"My...family...?"

Kanroji Sakuracake held her hands blankly, turned around and looked at the door closed by Shang Quanna, and fell into deep memories.

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…

Ever since she could remember, her parents had always been a vague figure in her memory.

He seemed to be by her side, but never got close.

My family is very poor, and only my father can feed me every day.

Only when my father is full can he continue to work and the family can make a living.

At this time, the only thing Ganlu Temple remembered was what her mother said to her.

There is an older brother in the family, and he is the only one she has an impression of.

She is also the only person in the family who is willing to be close to her.

When she was about two or three years old, her brother noticed something strange about her.

Her strength is beyond ordinary people.

Moreover, he seems to have an innate sense of fighting.

When her brother was playing with her, Kanroji Sakuracake threw her over her shoulder and threw her directly onto the tatami.

When her brother looked at her in horror, the young Kanroji Sakuracake didn't realize anything was wrong.

This scene was naturally seen by the parents on the side.

For common people, having such a child at home is a not very auspicious sign.

This made her parents have some strange emotions towards Kanroji Sakura Cake.

In addition, the appetite for Kanroji cherry cakes is also very large, which is even worse for the already poor family.

Therefore, the original root of the disaster was laid.

The real conflict broke out when she was five years old.

In the fifth year after Ganlu Temple was born, his mother fainted at home due to chronic hunger and thinness.

My father also had a calf broken by his employer for some reasons.

What they got in return was only enough food to last three people for half a month.

Five-year-old Kanroji Sakuracake has already realized her burden to her family.

Although he is still young, he only has a faint sense of self-awareness.

She hid in the dark woodshed and eavesdropped on her parents and brother discussing their next livelihood.

Finally, with the consent of my parents and the obstruction of my brother.

Kanroji Sakura Mochi was sold to the Ubuyashiki family by her parents and became a maid.

This maid lasted fourteen years.

Today, fourteen years later, it is already the 19th year since Kanroji Sakura Cake was born.

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…

Kanroji Sakuracake looked at the ground blankly, tears flowing silently from unknown time, blurring her vision.

She doesn't hate her parents, because in that case, this approach may be the best solution.

Maybe it's because of this that she doesn't have such a deep impression on her family.

Kanroji Sakuracake bit her lip and shrugged her shoulders tremblingly.

It wasn't until she met Shang Quanna that she successfully broke away from her identity as a maid.

In recent days with the Kamado family, Kanroji Sakuracake, who has never truly experienced family affection, has completely integrated herself into this family.

As an older sister, Kamado Tanko is considerate and gentle in all aspects.

A naughty and cute younger brother, a gentle and kind older sister, and a seemingly reliable father.

They care about themselves and take care of themselves, even if they are just strangers.

But they also have no barriers to themselves.

A feeling that had never happened before arose spontaneously from the bottom of Kanroji Sakuracake's heart.

Ganlu Temple, which had never been cared for so much, had already made up its mind to stay here forever.

During this time, she also worked hard to strengthen the house, doors and windows.

As for preparations, they have already been prepared.

Thinking about it, Kanroji Sakuramo wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She slowly lowered her head and sat down facing the air in front of her.

"Father, mother, thank you for giving birth to me."

"Grateful…!!"

Afterwards, Kanroji Sakuracake stood up resolutely, wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves, and walked resolutely out of the room.

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…

In the living room.

Shang Quannai sat cross-legged in front of the table, holding a tea cup and sipping tea with some guilt.

Everyone gathered around him, asking questions one after another.
To be continued...