Seeing the tea in the cup being poured onto the ground and Ye Lan carrying the teapot back to the house, Zhang Dongling was dumbfounded!

This nanny, who gave her the courage to treat guests like this? It's really... it's really outrageous!

She stood up and shouted into the house, "Why are you so proud? Are you just a servant? Is this how your master taught you to treat guests?"

"Ye Qing, Qing Qing, are you up?"

Ye Qing heard the conversation in the yard, her face turned cold, and she quickly comforted Ye Lan: "Sister, don't listen to her nonsense. This woman is used to being domineering, and she looks at everyone like a servant."

"Her family for three generations is not even as good as a servant! This is a big liar."

Ye Lan was furious and pulled Ye Qing aside, "She's here for you. Eat first and don't worry. I'll take care of the outside. Eat your fill first. Otherwise, she'll be so angry that she can't eat."

Ye Qing smiled: "Okay! I'll listen to you, sister."

Ye Lan brought her breakfast, watched Ye Qing eat slowly, then turned and left.

In the yard, Zhang Dongling was so angry that she had no place to vent it.

She got up before dawn and hired a ox cart to come from the county town. She didn't even have breakfast and her body was exhausted from the ride.

It was fine if the child didn't recognize her, but what was wrong with this servant? He actually dared to give her a cold shoulder!

But she didn't dare to lose her temper. As the saying goes, you have to look at the owner before you beat the dog. She needed Ye Qing's help, so she couldn't quarrel with her servant in front of Ye Qing. Not only would it embarrass Ye Qing, but she would also look cheap.

She endured it!

She had to endure until Ye Qing helped her, and when everything was settled, why would she be afraid of not being able to deal with a rural woman?

Ye Lan returned to the yard without even looking around, she squatted down to tend to the flowers and plants.

Pull out weeds, loosen the soil, water, and carefully pinch off the yellow leaves to make the entire flower bed look more lively.

Ye Lan was concentrating on her work. She waited for a long time but Ye Qing didn't come out, and Ye Lan didn't pay any attention to her.

Zhang Dongling couldn't help it: "Hey, where's Ye Qing? Isn't she up yet?"

Ye Lan ignored her.

Zhang Dongling dragged her sore body to stand up, walked to Ye Lan, and asked again: "Hey, why hasn't Ye Qing gotten up yet? Did you call her?"

"Hello……"

Ye Lan raised her head and said, "My name is not 'Hey'. I have a name. My name is Ye Lan. I may be a few years older than you. You can just call me Sister Ye Lan."

Zhang Dongling was stunned: "I...I call you sister? I..."

“Bang!”

Ye Lan threw away the shovel in her hand and stared at Zhang Dongling fiercely: "What? I don't deserve a name? I'm only worthy of being called 'Hey'? Who do you think you are? You're pretending to be a rich lady here. Go back to your capital city and pretend. I'm not welcome here!"

"Get out of the way! A good dog doesn't block the road!"

Ye Lan pushed her away and went to the well to wash her hands.

Seeing a pair of black handprints on the white cheongsam, Zhang Dongling couldn't help it.

"You...you've gone too far! Didn't your master ever teach you how to be a qualified servant?"