The old lady smiled and cleared her throat: "Who else could it be except your own father?"

Ying Sisi glanced at her, then looked towards the open door. The nutrients along the wall were piled high. "What do I need from you? Why do I need his things?"

"He insisted on giving it to me, so I can't just throw it away, right? Besides, he's a pitiful man to me. Back then, your father was so young, incredibly handsome, and tall and outstanding. If he went out without a mask, the whole street would be blocked by young girls."

"What do you mean? Are you implying that my mother is paying for him?"

The old lady suppressed her smile and denied it seriously, "Don't misinterpret it. I just think it's so difficult for your father, who is so outstanding, to have such a turbulent emotional life. Your mother is just like you, a very good girl, very pretty, respectful to the elders, and sympathetic to the weak, so I feel sorry."

She once thought that Shen Yutian had finished playing and ran away.

It’s not worth it for Seo-yeon.

Who knows!

Why.

It's fate.

"Didn't you teach me that life is full of regrets?"

The old lady: "I didn't teach you to disown your father." She poured a cup of tea for Ying Sisi and said submissively: "If you don't like it, I won't say it next time."

Ying Sisi silently picked up the teacup and drank water, which was considered as her acceptance of the old lady's apology.

The old lady opened the beef paste and smelled it: "It smells so good. I bought some bread this morning, and it's just right for me to eat with beef paste these days. When will you go back to the south?" She has been living here for half a month and misses her own farmyard.

"Aren't you used to living here?"

"I'm more used to my hometown, where I can see beautiful scenery as soon as I step out of the door. The beautiful scenery here is locked in the garden, and you have to pay a fee to see it."

Ying Sisi spoke frankly, "My business isn't going well, so I don't plan to go back home anytime soon. Ah Ci said the weather here won't start getting warm until July. By then, no matter how your business is doing, I'll take you home. Is that okay with you?"

The old lady accommodatingly said, "Okay." She asked with concern, "Are you having any difficulties in your business? Is there anything I can help with?"

"I can solve it myself. I don't need your help." Ying Sisi suddenly remembered something. Her father-in-law said that the higher-ups had begun to study the distribution of land to each household.

Several pilot projects were selected.

If this were to happen, the villagers would fight over the land until they were bloodied and beaten, right?

She had to fight for a piece of fertile land for the old lady and take this opportunity to discipline her aunt.

Thinking of this, she said, "Are you worried that if you don't work during the busy farming season, the village won't give you any food? When I leave, I'll store a few hundred kilograms for you. I guarantee you won't be able to finish it all until the New Year."

"Don't do that. The countryside is different from the city. If you keep too many good things at home, I'll be in trouble." The old lady had seen through the habits of the villagers.

I hope you are well, but you can't really be well.

She went into the city and came back looking very different.

Who knows how many people are jealous.

I'm so old, how can I withstand other people's mischief?

She worried, "If your uncle and aunt find out, they'll spread the news that you're confused. If they get angrier and angrier, they'll rush all over the city to look for you and run into Li Junlu. And then they'll both start talking nonsense. What will happen then?"

"Let them gather enough money for the trip first." Ying Sisi was not afraid at all.

It's better to go into the city.

She made sure they never came back.

"I have been in Beijing for so long, but I have never met your parents-in-law. When can we arrange a meeting?" the old lady asked.

"They mentioned it a few days ago, but something delayed them." Ying Sisi didn't tell the old lady about her recent experience: "This weekend, maybe."