Until evening,

Lin Ziyan then wrote down the entire method, data, steps, and so on for cultivating shrimp larvae.

She figured that if anyone asked, she could just pass the data to them.

Lin Ziyan flipped through the notebook and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She used to complain constantly when she typed her papers on the computer.

My tutor said that if I asked her to write it down by hand, she would jump to the sky.

As fate would have it, she was reborn into this era and handwrote her thesis from her previous life.

"Ah Yan, are you home?" Lin Atai came back carrying a hoe and passed by her window.

"Yes, Auntie, I want to go to Wei Er's house tonight to pay off my debts."

Lin Ziyan opened the door and walked up to Atai. "I want to go with Uncle Chen from next door."

Grandma Lin nodded; she was also worried about her granddaughter going alone.

Wei Er may look honest and simple, but he's actually quite shrewd!

Otherwise, how could he have kept so much money? He's notoriously stingy.

He was known by the villagers as a miser.

"Okay, I'll go cook dinner now." Lin Atai walked into the kitchen.

Lin Ziyan followed her inside and saw the pork belly on the stove, and a thought popped into her head.

"Grandma, I'll cook tonight, you can rest."

Before Lin Atai could react, Lin Ziyan had already pushed her out of the kitchen.

She opened her mouth, then smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Lin Xiaori was doing her homework at the stone table when she saw her older sister say she was going to cook. Her eyes lit up.

"Sis, let me help you." She stuffed her homework into her schoolbag and ran into the kitchen.

The evening sunlight climbed onto the roof, as if covering it with a layer of golden gauze.

The smoke from the chimneys rose straight up and then disappeared, mingling with the sunlight.

Before long, the aroma of braised pork wafted over to the next room.

"Can you smell anything?"

Aunt Chen glanced at her daughter, Fatty, and said irritably, "Smells like meat."

She had just returned home when she saw her daughter suddenly come home. Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked her what was wrong.

Only then did I learn that she had run back from the factory herself because the business was not doing well and she hadn't been paid for several months.

Aunt Chen was about to say something when she was shut down by a single sentence from her.

What's the point of working in a factory that doesn't pay wages and doesn't provide enough food?

"I'm going to visit Ayan's house..." The chubby girl was stopped as soon as she finished speaking.

Aunt Chen grabbed her hand, "I'll cook meat for you. It's not proper to go to someone else's house during mealtime."

The chubby girl inhaled the scent in the air, pursed her lips, and looked somewhat unwilling.

She always felt that her family couldn't make such fragrant meat.

The chubby girl pouted and reluctantly followed Aunt Chen into the kitchen.

During dinner, she was still thinking about the smell of meat. She ate half a bowl of rice and several slices of meat, only to be disappointed to find that it didn't taste like meat at all.

Aunt Chen looked at her and shook her head; all she cared about all day long was food.

Her originally delicate features were completely obscured by the fat on her face.

After dinner,

"Mom, I'm going to Ayan's house..." The chubby girl suddenly stopped. Was the person standing at the door Lin Ziyan?

Uncle Chen was squatting in the yard, preparing to smoke. He slowly placed the tobacco into a bamboo pipe, lit a match, and lit the tobacco.

"Ayan!"

Uncle Chen was startled by his daughter's sudden increase in volume, and the match in his hand fell to the ground.

He looked up at the dark figure rushing out the door, his brow twitching.

Who can catch this weight?

"Fatty?" A name flashed through Lin Ziyan's mind, and she blurted it out, not forgetting to dodge her bear hug.

"Ayan, I was just about to come find you, but Mom stopped me. What kind of meat did you guys make tonight? I'm still craving it." The chubby girl blurted out.

Aunt Chen, "..."

Uncle Chen, "..."

Lin Ziyan blinked, her eyes crinkling into a smile. "I made braised pork, will I make it for you next time?"

"Okay, you keep your word!" The chubby girl twisted her hands, her face flushed, only now realizing how embarrassed she was.

"Ayan, don't mind her. She's possessed by the God of Food. She just keeps asking for food." Aunt Chen stepped forward and lightly tapped the fat girl's arm a few times.

Her face is burning hot right now, she's so angry with her daughter.

Uncle Chen took a puff of his cigarette before asking, "Ah Yan, did you come here for something?"

Lin Ziyan walked into the courtyard and said, "Uncle Chen, I want you to come with me to Wei Er's house."

Aunt Chen and Uncle Chen exchanged a glance, their eyes full of doubt.

To pay off debts?

Just over half a month has passed, and you're rich?

"I want to pay off his family's debts, but I'm afraid to go alone..."

Lin Ziyan did not express her concerns.

Uncle Chen has heard some gossip in the past few days: Wei Er is telling everyone that he wants to use a debt as a bride price to marry Ayan to his son Wei Sheng.

He was implying that Ayan had taken a liking to his son, Weisheng.

However, everyone in the village knew who he was, so no one responded.

It's better to pay off this debt sooner rather than later.

“Okay, I’ll go with you.” Uncle Chen agreed, suppressing his doubts.

The chubby girl was about to say something when she was stopped by a glare from Aunt Chen.

As night fell, the croaking of frogs filled the air, and the sea breeze rustled the leaves.

Aunt Chen and Lin Ziyan walked side by side, chatting idly along the way.

Uncle Chen walked at the very front, his back straight, his steps light as the wind.

When the group arrived at Wei Er's house, they saw Li Zhaodi squatting at the door eating, holding a bowl.

One of her eyes was bruised and purple, and her hand was trembling slightly. She tried to pick up some food, but it kept falling back into her bowl.

I simply picked at the edge of the bowl and ate it.

"What are you doing here?" Li Zhaodi asked Lin Ziyan with a vicious look in her eyes.

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