Chapter 43 How much did you sell your fiancé for?
"Sister Ye, I see you are not short of money, so why are you so thin? Are you feeling unwell?" Xiao Zhiyu asked worriedly.
"I'm not sick. I'm telling you a secret. I just don't have much money recently because I sold my fiancé to my stepsister..."
While Jian Yueshi and the others were getting off the car, Ye Siran lowered his head and whispered mysteriously some things that should be said.
After all, Wen Lin and Xiao Zhiyu are our own people, so some things should be revealed appropriately.
If her family background is not good, then she will have to come up with some good things frequently and make up different excuses.
If she had a good family background, her thinness would be so obvious and conspicuous that it would also arouse curiosity.
Instead of letting others guess, it is better to pick out some truths and speak them out yourself.
The main thing is that she is not just a little thinner than others, but she is much thinner than the average person.
If she hadn't drunk the spiritual spring water, she would have been just an ordinary passerby in the crowd, completely inconspicuous.
Otherwise, He Hongwen would not have openly grumbled at the engagement party that he wanted to break off the engagement and marry Ye Ruyue.
Moreover, ever since she was old enough to understand, Song Chunhua has been suppressing her hundreds of times a day, saying that she is not good at this or that.
She was trained to be submissive, fearful and cowardly, which is why she lived such a miserable life in her previous life.
If it weren’t for the strong genes of the Ye family, she would have been autistic long ago!
"Ranran, you have a stepsister? Then you must have been tortured by your stepmother growing up. No wonder you are so skinny." Wen Lin also said in a low voice.
"Sister Ye, how much did you sell your fiancé for?" Xiao Zhiyu asked curiously.
"This is a secret. Don't show your money to others. Do you understand? You can't even tell your best friends."
"Ranran, when we return to Beijing, I will ask my five brothers to help you teach your stepmother a lesson." Wen Lin said indignantly.
"Okay, thank you first. They are here, let's go in!" Ye Siran immediately ended the topic when he saw Zhong Qingfeng and others coming over.
Zhong Qingfeng showed the letter of introduction to the farm gatekeeper and then sent them to the designated tea mountain.
"Wen Zhiqing, you teach Jian Zhiqing how to pick tea leaves, Xiao Zhiqing teaches Xia Zhiqing, I have something to do, I will pick you up after lunch."
"Comrade Zhong, you go ahead and do your work. We will teach them well." Xiao Zhiyu waved his hand.
Seeing Zhong Qingfeng walking away, Ye Siran touched her belly and said, "Wen Lin, Xiao Zhiyu, you guys teach them first. I'm going to the toilet."
"Ranran, be careful." Wen Lin knew that Ye Siran was very strong, so she was very confident in her.
Half an hour later, after she and Xiao Zhiyu taught Jian Yueshi and Xia Tiantian how to do things, they walked away tacitly.
The two of them went to the hillside without any prior arrangement to chat with the educated youth and girls from the next village. They both decided to continue buying tea.
"Tiantian, you pick them here. I'll go see what Wen Lin and the others are doing!" Jian Yueshi gave the order and followed Wen Lin.
She was very tired after learning weeding for a long time yesterday. Her delicate hands still hurt. She thought picking tea leaves was an easy job, but it turned out not to be easy at all.
Since Wen Lin and Ye Siran could be lazy, she would definitely not pick one more tea leaf.
Ye Siran had no idea what Jian Yueshi was thinking. As soon as she left the tea mountain, she wanted to find Gu Xiaofeng.
I wanted to ask her where her grandparents went to collect grass for pigs during the day, but as soon as I went down the hill I saw her grandparents not far away.
She walked up quickly and asked, "Grandpa, Grandma, have you had breakfast?"
"Your grandma didn't eat it."
"We ate it." Grandpa Ye and Grandma Ye said in unison.
"Haha, Grandpa and grandma didn't agree on it beforehand and they lied to each other. Is it because grandma has no appetite?" Ye Siran joked with a smile.
"Of course, don't believe what the old man says. Grandma drank a cup of malted milk you left yesterday, and she couldn't eat the breakfast sent by the farm."
"That's better. The food on the farm is not nutritious. Grandpa, don't eat it anymore. I brought you lunch today."
"Then you have to get up in the dark in the morning to cook? Ranran, don't get up too early in the future. Look how thin you have become!" Grandma Ye said with concern.
"Don't worry, grandma. I'm just cooking. Others will do the rice and vegetable washing."
Ye Siran really didn't lie. Although Wen Lin couldn't do many things, Wang Fang could. Since they were working together, everyone had to contribute.
Wang Fang got up in the dark and cooked a big pot of porridge and made corn pancakes. All five of them had enough in the morning and took some porridge and corn pancakes for lunch.
But what Ye Siran brought was not made by Wang Fang, but the medicinal porridge she cooked in the space, and she also fried a chicken.
Grandpa Ye was about to ask his granddaughter what she had cooked when he heard her say, "Grandpa and grandma, let's go over there to collect grass for the pigs. Wen Lin and the others will definitely come running over when they see me."
"You! Okay, everything will be up to you, little devil." Grandma Ye said lovingly.
The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren went to a remote place to collect grass for pigs. Ye Siran and her grandmother listened to her grandfather talking about all sorts of things with a smile.
Her grandmother would occasionally argue with her, and she would occasionally act like a spoiled brat. Although they laughed in low voices, their laughter still infected others.
There were three men carrying pig manure, and when they passed by them they would stop and look at them with envy.
Ye Siran had a very sharp sixth sense. She noticed that someone was peeking at them. She suddenly looked over there, oh my god!
Oh my god! She saw a great and important person!
Those three people were not people Ye Siran knew in her previous life, but big names she often saw on TV.
At this moment, they looked much older than when Ye Siran saw them more than ten years later.
These three people are all big names with achievements in various fields, so Ye Siran smiled and greeted them obediently, "Hello, Grandpa."
"Grandpa? You actually call me grandpa?" a middle-aged man asked self-deprecatingly.
“…”
Ye Siran shuddered. She just wanted to flatter them before they went back, but could it be that she flattered the horse's thigh instead?
She wanted to be nice to people on purpose, and she did it within her ability. After her rebirth, she would never be a saint, nor would she have a saintly heart.
Since she had the good fortune to meet them, she just wanted to flatter the big shots and hold their big thighs.
So she tried again, and gave another slightly older man a sweet smile that only a servile person could give.
She enthusiastically handed over the military green water bottle she had taken from the space, "Grandpa, you are tired, have a drink of water."
"Thank you, little girl." The old man, whose age could not be determined, thanked her harmoniously. He took the kettle from Ye Siran's hand without any hesitation and drank several sips.
"Little girl, this is sugar water, you can have a few sips too." After the old man finished drinking it, he handed it to the middle-aged man next to him.
"Yeah." The middle-aged man responded coldly, took the kettle from the old man, and drank a few gulps.
Another middle-aged man drank the water and asked, "Miss, what did you use to make this water?"
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