After hearing this, Old Lady Ye couldn't help but feel conflicted.
Although her family has some relationship with the Qin Mansion, she has always thought that it would be good enough if she could take on some work and make some money, but she has never thought about borrowing the power of the Qin Family to do other things.
When her family first came back, they were bullied by the village chief and Widow Liu's family. She watched helplessly as she could not live in the old house and had to sleep in the open air. She never thought of asking the Qin Mansion for help. Now it is even more impossible for her to trouble the Qin Family for Patriarch Ye.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry. Although I can see that she has such intentions, she didn't say it explicitly. The benefits of selling walnuts didn't fall on your family, right?
“The reason I tell you this is just to let you know first.
"You should be careful when you have contact with the clan leader's family in the future. Don't make promises that you can't fulfill."
Old Mrs. Ye was a little worried. If this went on for a long time, would the clan leader have any opinions about her family?
I haven't settled down completely in the village yet. If I offend the clan leader again, how will I live in the future?
Ye Juaner saw through her thoughts and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, doesn't the Qin family still let the second son's wife make clothes?
"Madame Jiang will inevitably come again. Once the news gets out, no matter if it's the village chief or the clan leader, they will all try to curry favor with your family. No one will dare to make things difficult for you."
"It would be great if it were really like this." Although Mrs. Ye was still a little uneasy, she couldn't show it in front of Ye Juan'er.
After Ye Juan'er finished speaking, she stood up and said, "Okay, the things have been delivered, and I've said what I want to say. I have to go home and cook."
When I left Old Ye's house, Mrs. Ye stuffed a basket of persimmons into my arms.
"Auntie, the persimmons are quite sweet. You can take them back and try them. I'll give them to you when the persimmon cakes are ready."
Ye Juan'er didn't refuse and happily hugged the basket and said, "Don't tell me, I've loved eating persimmons from your tree since I was a child. It's been a while since I last ate them, and I never thought I'd get to eat them again."
When Ye Juan'er and Liu Quan returned home, it was already getting dark.
When she arrived at the door of her house, Ye Juaner vaguely saw a familiar figure running past at the end of the path.
She nudged Liu Quan and asked, "Look at that person, is she Widow Liu?"
Liu Quan squinted his eyes and looked at it, not quite sure: "It seems so?"
As he was speaking, a figure had already entered a house.
"Why would she go to Mrs. Wang's house when she has nothing better to do?"
"Hey, why are you caring so much? Go back and cook. The child must be starving."
After hearing what Liu Quan said, Ye Juaner withdrew her gaze, but a little doubt still remained in her heart.
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