Unbeknownst to Aunt Yang, his intentions had grown so malicious that he was now plotting against her. Subconsciously, she felt averse to getting close to this young man.
However, with Gu Zi present, she felt obligated to save face for Ah Zhuang. After all, she still had to work here for a while. Suppressing the discomfort in her heart, she said to Ah Zhuang, "Thank you! Please express my gratitude to your mother on my behalf. I must get back to work now."
Gu Zi stuffed the braised meat into Aunt Yang's pocket and blocked her attempts to take it out. "There's no need for thanks," she said. "If you're going to work in our shop in the future, you should know the taste of our food. How else will you promote it to the customers? The work in the hall can wait. Ah Zhuang, could you move those boxes of coal from the entrance?"