Little Peasant Girl Manages Her Home, No Panic With Food In Her Pockets

"She is also me, and I am also me?" Ye Wanwan, a veteran agricultural novel author from the 21st century, finally accepted the reality that she was going to live in ancient times!

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Chapter 137: Smooth Hair

Seeing that the group of people in front of her finally gave up, the woman's eyes were filled with tears, and she kept repeating, "Thank you, girl, you are such a good person..."

Ye Wanwan gently comforted the woman who was crying uncontrollably, and gradually learned about the woman's family situation. She felt that she was a miserable person.

There are five people in the family. The old mother is very old and her eyesight is not very good. The husband broke his leg while working and is now bedridden. The two daughters are only five or six years old and it is difficult for them to take care of themselves.

"Let me go. You guys go first and I'll catch up later." The moment Ye Wanwan turned around, Lin Xu'an knew what Ye Wanwan meant and took the initiative to speak.

"We didn't bring a doctor this time. You take them with you." Ye Wanwan nodded, and after thinking for a while, she continued, "As for us, we'll wait for you here."

Judging from this situation, just giving money is not enough, and it might even cause trouble. There are endless troubles in the world, but since we have encountered them, we naturally have to take care of them within our ability.

"I'll go with you." Shu Jin said hurriedly, and then took Ye Wanwan's hand and reminded her, "There's no need to get angry with them."

Ye Wanwan nodded, "Okay, I know."

After a few people drove away in the carriage, Ye Wanwan did not get on the carriage. She just found a place where the sun was not too strong and sat down. Qingyu was watching, and no one dared to leave first without Ye Wanwan's order.

In the eerie silence, the only sounds were the occasional chirping of birds, croaking of frogs, and the occasional grunting of horses. No one dared to speak loudly, for fear of bringing bad luck to Ye Wanwan.

"Han Zhengfei, go call them all down." Ye Wanwan grabbed Han Zhengfei who came out to get some fresh air. This kid was the first one who couldn't hold back anymore.

Hearing Ye Wanwan's voice, Han Zhengfei instinctively wanted to retract his foot. Why was he doing this? Wasn't it safe to sit in the carriage? Wasn't it fragrant?

He thought so, but facing the depressed Ye Wanwan, he didn't dare to do so. Firstly, he was in the wrong for doing something wrong, and secondly, his status was there! Did he dare not listen? He didn't dare.

"Han Zhengfei, are you her lackey?" Mu Fan, who was full of resentment as soon as he arrived at the weeding site, started to blame Han Zhengfei for calling people out without saying a word.

Facing the questioning of his former classmates, Han Zhengfei said that he felt bitter, but he did not say it. He just kept pulling weeds. If the horses were not full, they would not be able to eat either.

The old man with white beard sat not far from Ye Wanwan, watching the ten people pulling weeds there. Even though someone had just asked him for help, he did not say a word to dissuade them.

Looking at everything that had just happened, the white-bearded old man's heart began to waver because of this one incident.

Even if he disliked Ye Wanwan, he frowned at this moment and began to think about what Ye Wanwan had said before. Could it be that the future of Darong that the court officials kept talking about would really be this group of people?

Being cold, ignorant, stupid and self-righteous, he doesn't look like someone who can accomplish anything!

"Miss Ye, they are indeed a little ignorant. Please forgive them." The white-bearded old man saw that Ye Wanwan had been silent and became a little restless.

This punishment is a punishment, and it should be punished, but it can't really cause any harm to them. After all, they are a group of young ladies and young masters.

Seeing the white-bearded old man so nervous, Ye Wanwan forced a smile and said, "You are joking, sir. I know what I am doing. I won't do anything to them. They are just a bunch of little kids. I won't bother with them."

Speaking of age, the old man with white beard said puzzledly, "The girl is only a few years older than them."

"I'm only a few years older, but I have more experience. The land and water shape the people." Ye Wanwan was a little emotional, with mixed feelings.

Should we blame them? Of course we can, but we can't blame them entirely. Perhaps these things were told to them by people around them, and since these people haven't read many books seriously, it's strange that they can understand some things.

The old man with white beard felt relieved and began to look forward to the changes that Ye Wanwan would bring to this group of people.

In fact, there were not so many playboys in the capital originally. It was just that the atmosphere had become corrupt in recent years and the palace school had been lax in management, which led to the current situation.

Seeing everyone coming back with arms full of grass, Ye Wanwan stood up and asked, "Are you hungry?"

The ten people who were originally very delicate were now a little embarrassed. They put the grass in their arms on the ground, looked at each other, and felt a little dirty.

Some people have messy hair, some have dirty clothes, and some have grass debris on their faces, not to mention sweat, everyone has it.

Among the people who were already starving, some who were truly hungry nodded stupidly, while others remained silent, still being stubborn.

"It's okay to be hungry! People can be stupid, but they can't be bad." Finally, the horses ate the grass they cut. Ye Wanwan felt that people should be even hungrier.

After all, it was several hours past mealtime. Not to mention whether they were hungry while working, she was feeling a little hungry just sitting here.

Mu Fan, who was scolded, spoke first, "I can give her money. Then she can go buy food. Isn't that the same thing?"

Hearing that Mu Fan was still being stubborn, Han Zhengfei felt worried for his former brother. He had just tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen, and there was nothing he could do.

"Money? How much money do you have? Have you ever earned a penny with your own ability?" Ye Wanwan continued to ask, another soul-stirring question.

Mu Fan blushed and said, "But my father is rich. He's a high-ranking official. With his protection, I... I don't need to make money myself."

"Yeah, but can your father protect you for a while, but can he protect you for a lifetime? Idiot, there are some things you can choose not to do, but you cannot not know how to do them." Ye Wanwan's words were a bit harsh, making everyone present feel a little embarrassed.

Even the old man with the white beard subconsciously reflected on himself. Did he have any shortcomings? Was he too lax in educating his younger generation? Or even teaching them some bad things?

"How is it? Can you still bear it?" Ye Wanwan placed the buns wrapped in oil paper next to the wooden sail and sat on a stone beside it.

The meat buns were just brought back by Lin Xu'an. When they were sharing them, Mu Fan refused to eat any of them. He walked outside and sat down by the nearby river.

Mu Fan's eyes were red as he shouted, "You don't need to be so kind."

"Eat first, otherwise you won't have the energy to go against me." Ye Wanwan continued. She came here to please him.

Teenagers are in adolescence, so how can they hold their anger in their hearts for a long time? Their knotted little brains cannot be untied all at once.