"You love gossiping so much, aren't you afraid of getting a sore mouth?"

The group of women were silenced by her insults.

Luo Yueying snorted coldly. She was carrying a basket covered with a blue cloth, so no one could see what was inside. She walked towards Lin Yuxi's house.

She didn't want to take advantage of others, and since the cherries in the yard were ripe and glowing red, she picked a basketful and brought it over.

At this moment, there was a large basin in the yard containing two fish, one weighing more than two pounds and the two fish weighing more than four pounds.

This was delivered by He Meifang early this morning. She went to buy fish for Lin Yuxi at around 5 a.m. When she delivered the fish to the village entrance, they were still fresh and alive. Since she didn't see anyone there, she delivered them directly to the mud-brick house, but Lin Yuxi hadn't gotten up yet at that time.

Of the three wolves, one and a half were handed over to the production brigade, and the remaining one and a half weighed about 100 jin (50 catties), with each household receiving a few liang (100 grams) of meat.

However, since Gu Chen and Lin Yuxi were the ones who fought the wolves, they should be given the two best legs.

Lin Yuxi was completely averse to wolf meat, so she didn't even want that leg.

"Is Aunt Lin home?" Luo Yueying called out as she stood outside the courtyard, carrying a basket.

Ever since Zhang Shufang broke into the yard last time, Lin's father built a fence to surround the entrance.

However, a fence can only keep out honest people, not scoundrels.

Lin Yuxi looked up, dried her hands, stood up and walked to the door. "Who are you?"

Her eyes were full of doubt. After all, the only people in the village who were on good terms with them were Gu Zhixiang's family, so she was naturally unfamiliar with the people in front of her.

"My name is Luo Yueying, and I live right in front of there. Thanks to the wolf you hunted, we got some meat. The cherries in our yard are ripe, so you can have some." Luo Yueying handed her the basket, but she didn't go into the yard; she just stood at the door.

Lin Yuxi looked at the basket full of cherries and remained silent for a moment. "It's alright. It was just a coincidence that we killed the wolf. You can eat this fruit yourself."

“These cherries are homegrown and worthless. Find a basket of vines. If you can’t finish them, you can make them into canned goods. If you don’t know how, you can come to me and I’ll teach you,” Luo Yueying said firmly, standing at the door and refusing to leave.

The houses in the village were mostly next to each other, and quite a few people watched Luo Yueying stand at the door for a long time, whispering among themselves.

"Then come in."

Luo Yueying was very careful. She covered the outside of the basket with a cloth and also lined the inside with another cloth, afraid that the cherries would be damaged.

Lin Yuxi doesn't like sweets. She had casually taken a large bag of White Rabbit milk candy from Zhuang Zhenhua's house earlier, and she grabbed a handful and handed it to her.

"Thank you, please take these candies home for your child."

Luo Yueying instinctively refused.

Lin Yuxi stuffed the candy into her hand, saying, "You gave me such a big basket of cherries, so don't refuse these candies."

Her words startled Luo Yueying.

She never expected the rich heiress to be so approachable. She thought she would dislike the cherries she gave her, but the other party was so easy to talk to.

"Thank you. If you can't finish the cherries, you can make jam. I'm home day and night, so you can ask me if you don't know how."

Luo Yueying left, carrying an empty basket with her; she put the milk candy into her pocket.