(A female protagonist who is outwardly cold but rich in inner world, a plain slice-of-life story, purely fictional with no research value, writing is hard, please be lenient, dear readers.)
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She would never give away the food she earned cheaply to others.
After taking a look at the kitchen that even mice wouldn't visit, Chen Ye nodded with satisfaction.
Turning around, she took out a small bamboo tube as thick as a finger from a crack in the wall and washed her face with warm water and soap.
Even in the bright light from the stove pit, one could see Chen Ye's skin, which was completely different from what one saw during the day. The rough and sallow skin was now white and translucent.
Chen Ye lowered his head and looked at the basin. The basin reflected the face of a girl with a slightly heroic look, bright eyes and fair skin. This was Chen Ye's true appearance.
For a poor little girl like her who has no parents and no grandparents to care for her, having a good-looking face is not a good thing.
So starting when she was seven or eight years old, she used the herbal knowledge she had learned to make medicine to change her skin color.
Especially after she was able to fill her stomach, her skin became better and better and her appearance gradually became more beautiful. Not only did she have to cover up her appearance and skin, she also had to deliberately diet to keep herself very thin.
It is very difficult for her to stay thin and maintain basic health.
If she really ate something that was very healthy for herself, and now the village is spitting on the two old men of the Chen family, they would turn around and throw it on herself.
She is still young and can't let rumors get to her. She will have to live here for at least five or six years. A good reputation is very important for her who will live alone in the future.
After admiring his own beautiful appearance for a while, Chen Ye opened the stopper of the small bamboo tube in his hand, poured the juice inside into the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and then applied it to his face.
Two or three minutes later, a face appeared, even more haggard and malnourished than what she had seen during the day. She looked down at her reflection in the basin and was very satisfied. This was exactly the effect she wanted.
This juice can not only change the color and quality of the skin, but also has the function of maintaining the skin. Otherwise, she really wouldn't dare to apply it to her face every day. Who doesn't have a heart that loves beauty?
Thinking about the origin of this prescription, Chen Ye felt that she was quite smart and far-sighted. Knowledge was indispensable for everything at any time, and it was worth it for her to get the opportunity to go to school by performing a play.
Put the bamboo tube back to its original place and take out another bamboo tube from there.
She shook the liquid inside and found that there was just enough for one use. Look at her calculation ability, she even calculated the medicine juice just right.
Putting the bamboo tube he took out from behind into his pocket, Chen Ye returned to his room, took out a piece of paper from the tattered shoulder bag hanging on the wall, and went to the house opposite.
As soon as Chen Ye entered the room, the old lady who was still awake lying on the kang became nervous. This damn girl didn't sleep so late at night. What was she trying to do?
The old lady took a look at the old man lying on the inside and really wanted to change places with the old man. She always felt that the outside was too dangerous.
Chen Ye pretended not to notice the old lady's nervousness and fear. He slowly took out a piece of red paper the size of a fingernail from one of his pockets. Too lazy to go outside to get water, he just spat on the red paper.
Then she walked towards the kang, first picked up the old man's finger on the inside, drew it twice on the red paper in her hand, and then pressed the old man's finger on the white paper she brought.
He also rubbed his finger, which was dipped in red, on the black quilt a few times, trying to rub off the red.
Then he stretched out his hand towards the old lady. The old lady wanted to dodge, but she didn't have the ability to do so. She could only watch as Chen Ye took her finger and pressed a fingerprint on the paper as well.
The old lady opened her mouth and muttered silently. Since Chen Ye couldn't hear what the old lady said, he just pretended that the old lady had never opened her mouth at all.
Chen Ye blew towards the place where the handprints were in a good mood to make them dry faster, then he carefully folded the paper and put it in his pocket, patting his pocket as if he treasured the paper very much.
The smell in the room was too strong, so Chen Ye retreated to the door and leaned against the door frame. He was in a good mood and planned to chat with the old lady.
"Are you curious about what the fingerprints I asked you to press are for?"
Chen Ye stretched out his index finger and shook it left and right: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll tell you right now out of kindness, that's a letter of commitment."
"Ah! By the way, how would an illiterate person like you know what a letter of commitment is?"
"Then I'll kindly explain to you that this letter of commitment is a promise made by you two old fools."
"When you die, you will adopt me to your disowned brother. From now on, I will have no relationship with the eldest branch of your Chen family."
"Of course, your eldest son has nothing to do with me. Even if your eldest son comes to my door begging for food in the future, I can kick him out with a shit scoop."
"Surprised? Unexpected?"
Chen Ye's nonchalant tone almost pissed the old lady off to death. She waved her arms vigorously as if in protest.
Chen Ye took advantage of the exceptionally bright moonlight today and admired the old lady's performance for a while.
"Are you extremely angry? Do you really want to kill me?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a shame, you can't do that now!"
"Are you really wondering why you and the old man are lying on the kang one after the other?"
Chen Ye's smiling little face met the old lady's murderous eyes, and the smile on Chen Ye's face widened by three points.
"Yes, I did it. Aren't you happy to have such a filial granddaughter like me?"
"Listen, what are the villagers saying?"
"Oh, Ye Zi! She's such a filial child. Look at the two old men in the Chen family lying on the kang, and they all have to rely on Ye Zi to serve them. This granddaughter is much better than those two ungrateful sons."
"The two old men in the Chen family are not good people, and the two sons of the Chen family are even worse. They let a child help them take care of the elderly. How shameless!"
"That old woman from the Chen family is a crazy woman. I just listen to her scolding people all day long. Ye Zi is just too honest. If it were me, I wouldn't take care of those two old people."
"Of course, Ye Zi is an honest and filial child. No one else would bother with those two old men. If it were me, I would be considered kind if I didn't kill them directly."
"Mom, look at me. I'm a little shy after being praised like this every day."
Chen Ye deliberately imitated the way the villagers spoke and his tone, which made the old lady so angry that her whole body trembled, her eyes rolled back, and she almost fainted from suffocation.
If the old lady hadn't been longing to see her two sons again, she would have been angry to death by now.