When Song Yue saw the little mixed, he immediately stood in front of Bai Xian and shielded her behind him.

"Who are you looking for?"

Bai Xian looked at the wide shoulders of the person in front of her. She would have such an arm around her in the past, but who would have thought she would suddenly lose it.

She was determined not to repeat the tragedy, not to repeat it.

Bai Xian tugged on Song Yue's arm, and then stood in front of Song Yue, facing the little mixed s: "I'm the owner of this shop, if there's anything you want, come at me."

The few little mixed s were obviously led by the person in the middle. The head of the mixed, Brother Yi, was one of the tyrants of this Street, harassing the stores, collecting protection fees, and occasionally teasing women.

Bai Xian hated these people who did not work the hard way the most. Her disdain in her eyes had already been seen through by her sworn brother.

Brother Yi stared at Bai Xian: "You think you can become the boss? Dream on, call your boss out, we are here to collect protection fees."

Bai Xian was unwilling, she was earning money to support her family, why would she give the money she earned to someone else? "I am the boss, who are you?"

The small fry clamored, "You don't even know our Brother Yi, and you still want to open a shop in our Qing He Street. You're really wishful thinking."

Song Yue had had enough of these villains's arrogance. He extended his hand and grabbed Bai Xian and placed him to the side, then began to drive these little mixed s out of the shop.

Bai Xian had been saved by Song Yue once, but was stunned once again. The last time she did not look carefully, why did she feel that Song Yue's fighting skills were so familiar?

When the little mixed ran away, Song Yue clapped her hands and walked in front of Bai Xian. Bai Xian still had not recovered from her shock, she raised her head and looked into Song Yue's eyes, which were extremely familiar: "Shao Yue."

Song Yue was shocked in his heart. How did Bai Xian know the name Shao Yue? He carefully sized him up, and Bai Xian walked out from his fantasy to see Song Yue's face.

Although the man in front of him was handsome and unrestrained, in Bai Xian's heart, there was always a place left for the young Shao Yue that he had adored for a few years but died young.

Bai Xian immediately became listless, and her voice became weak as well: "Big Brother Song, thank you. If not for you, my shop would have been finished."

Song Yue nodded and stiffly changed the topic. He did not like Bai Xian treating him as his benefactor: "Does Pu Zi have a name?"

Bai Xian had been busy for many days, he had long forgotten about this matter.

"Big Brother Song Yue, it's all thanks to you saving me today. You saved my store, so I named it Bai Yue Stall."

After resolving a matter, Bai Xian returned home happily. Bai’s mother's body had recovered quite a bit after a few months of recuperation.

Bai’s mother was cleaning the courtyard, Bai Xian anxiously snatched the broom from Bai’s mother's hands: "Mother, I already said that you do not need to do all this work, just leave it for me to do."

The Bai’s mother looked at Bai Xian lovingly as he nagged at himself while working, "Xian Er, how are you preparing for the shop? Mom had wanted to help you clean up, but who would've thought that even you did it yourself. "

Bai Xian smiled confidently: "Mother, this is just a small matter. You should take care of your health at home."

Bai’s mother took out a handkerchief and wiped Bai Xian's sweat: "Xian Er, I'm done."

Bai Xian raised his head and saw the emerald green jade bracelet on Bai’s mother's wrist. Eh, there seems to be some words on the bracelet?

Without waiting for her to see clearly, Bai’s mother withdrew his hand. When Bai Xian returned to his room, his mind was thinking about what exactly those two words were.

The words in this world were very similar to Chinese characters, but their strokes were even more complex than traditional characters. Bai Xian stretched out his finger and started drawing in the air.

Suddenly, she started to do it. The word on the Bai’s mother bracelet was "God of War".

Could it be that the Bai’s mother had told him before that the Bai Family's ancestor was the founding general of the Empire? Bai Xian indicated that she was feeling dizzy, but she was getting more and more sure of her guess.

Imagine the quiet and virtuous temperament of the Bai’s mother, her way of teaching her children, and the things the Bai Family had sent to the pawnshop. This was not something that an ordinary rural family should have.

Bai Xian sighed, but it was almost time to finish cooking. She was prepared to go to the Song Family to bring her brother Bai Xiu home, then cook.

Bai Xiu had been very obedient recently, and under Song Yue's tutelage, he had learned more and more.

Song Yue escorted Bai Xiu to the door. Bai Xian had already been waiting for a while: "Big Brother Song Yue, thank you."

Song Yue gave a deep glance at Bai Xian: "Are you doing this for yourself or for Bai Xiu?"

Bai Xiu looked at Song Yue and then at Bai Xian. What happened between his sister and the teacher?

Bai Xian did not expect the usually gentle Song Yue to actually ask such a sharp question. She was stunned, "I have to thank you for everything."

Song Yue nodded his head: "If you really want to thank me, then treat Big Bro and I to a meal in the shop tomorrow."

Bai Xian laughed candidly: "I wish for nothing more."

She pulled her brother home. She was moved, she knew that Song Yue was worried that there would be more trouble tomorrow.

After a few months of hard work in delivering food out, Bai Xian could finally understand how the modern takers lived. Some people had bad tempers and would throw a tantrum if they sent it later.

Fortunately, she had now finally returned to her own store. When Bai Xian saw the firecrackers in front of the Bai Yue Stall's doors crackling, the faces of Bai’s mother and Bai Xiu who were standing beside her filled with smiles.

Song Yue was originally standing in the middle of the crowd, his eyes glued to Bai Xian's body. Following her frown and smile, ripples started to form in Song Yue's heart.

Song Cheng liked lively places the most. Right after he finished setting off the firecrackers, he slowly walked in front of Bai’s mother and Bai Xian.

"I guess you must be Madame Bai. I am Song Cheng, and that is my brother Song Yue. The food Bai Xian makes is really too delicious."

He really had to say it, when Song Yue praised Bai Xian, it was to the heart of Bai’s mother: "Hello, Young Master Song. Thank you for taking care of my Xian Er."

Song Yue helplessly shook his head as he looked at Song Cheng who had once again started to leer, and walked over: "Hello, Madam Bai."

Bai’s mother knew that Song Yue was Bai Xiu's teacher and immediately bowed to him. "Teacher Song, thank you for taking care of my son."

Song Yue smiled, he looked even more like the son of a rich family than Song Cheng who was baring his fangs and brandishing his claws.

"You are an elder, there is no need for you to be so worried."

Bai Xian saw that everyone wanted to enter the store, so he pulled Song Yue to his side and ran out: "Everyone, today, our restaurant is opening for business, I will gift everyone a special dish every table, to express my gratitude."

Many people sat down to give them food. Bai Xian and Bai’s mother went to the kitchen to start their meal, but Bai Xiu was too busy running the hall by himself.

Song Yue and Song Cheng sat at a table in the corner. Seeing Bai Xiu becoming nervous, Song Yue could not help but get up and take over the job.

"Sure, one serving of fragrant garlic pork, two servings of braised pork, two servings of roasted pig's feet."

Bai Xiu passed the menu over to the kitchen and then brought the prepared dishes onto the table. Song Yue had been memorizing the dishes ordered by the customers.

The entire store was busy but organized.

In just a day's time, Bai Yue Stall had earned a net profit of one tael of silver. Bai Xian calculated a few times before believing this result.