Transmigration: My Children Are The Lucky Protagonist's Miserable Counterparts

Chen Yunyun transmigrated into a nostalgic novel from a bygone era. Her three adopted children, destined to become blackened villains, were precisely the miserable counterparts to the lucky female ...

Chapter 7 Dealing with Green Tea

Chen Fengjiao's face turned as black as coal. She thought to herself, "Is this damned woman going too far?"

"You don't want to? Aren't we friends?"

Chen Fengjiao forced a smile, the words barely escaping her lips, "Yes, we are friends."

When Chen Fengjiao returned the Dacron fabric to Chen Yunyun, she felt as if her heart was bleeding.

She comforted herself, saying that out with the old, in with the new, and that Chen Yunyun would definitely pay her back when she had money. She had managed to coax Chen Yunyun into giving her Dacron fabric before, and she could do the same to get Chen Yunyun to hand over the money obediently in the future.

Thinking about it this way, Chen Fengjiao finally felt a little better.

Little did she know, Chen Yunyun was a completely different person inside!

On her way home, Chen Yunyun heard the system's points notification: the task was successfully completed, and she was rewarded with twenty points.

Compared to the last big task of 500 points, this is indeed a bit of a stretch, but little by little, she will eventually be able to accumulate 1,000 points!

When I got home, it was already four or five in the afternoon.

She had just sat down when she heard a noise at the door. It was Da Wa and Niu Niu dragging firewood back. The two siblings each dragged a bundle, splitting the dry branches and sticks into sections, then bundling them up with dry grass and putting them in the woodshed.

The afternoon passed quickly.

There was still a lot of dough left over from the lunch break, so as soon as it was time to eat, Niu Niu started the fire while Da Wa shaved noodles in front of the stove.

Sanwa had spent the whole afternoon on Chen Yunyun's back, and now he was full of energy, leaning against Niu Niu by the fire.

Chen Yunyun had deliberately observed that these children were still barefoot and wearing straw sandals even on a cold day.

The straw sandals were crudely made, with a somewhat immature weaving technique. They were probably made by the children themselves. They were neither warm nor windproof, and your feet would turn bright red from the cold after just one trip outside.