Gu An'an was alright, but Zhao Qianqian slumped to the ground again, saying, "Don't do this again."
It's just a few persimmons, not worth it.
Especially when she thought about how those persimmons only cost one penny each back then, and how she practically risked her life to get them, Zhao Qianqian felt it wasn't worth it at all.
Gu An'an looked at the Zhao family's young lady who had taken pity on her and smiled as she pinched her chubby cheeks. "Alright, let's pack up and go down the mountain. It's cold up there now, and we'll easily catch a cold if we stay too long."
She wasn't afraid. Jiang Mingzhu also practiced martial arts and fitness. Although she looked slender, she was actually quite strong.
But Zhao Qianqian wasn't so strong, especially after working up a sweat on the mountain. The sudden change from hot to cold made her susceptible to catching a cold.
The descent was a little easier, and Zhao Qianqian looked at the person carrying the heavy persimmons yet walking briskly, and felt even more like a useless little brat.
She finally managed to keep up and not fall behind. Once she got to the carriage at the foot of the mountain, she wished she could just lie there and not move.
There were other people at the foot of the mountain.
After all, this was a very luxurious carriage belonging to the Zhao family, with sachets hanging from all four corners, which attracted the attention of the villagers.
Seeing that Gu An'an was actually going down the mountain with a girl adorned with pearls and jewels, Jiang Ersao, who had come to watch the commotion, looked rather displeased. She spat out a melon seed and said, "Oh, isn't this my former sister-in-law, Gu An'an?"
Gu An'an ignored Jiang Ersao completely.
This infuriated Jiang Ersao. She sneered and looked at Jiang Mingzhu. "Erya, look at you. You have to run around with her. What kind of behavior is this? Why don't you hurry home? Your father is coming back and he's going to marry a new wife. Then you'll have a new mother who will love you."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mingzhu paused in her tracks. Looking at Jiang Ersao's gloating expression, she thought for a moment and took out her small cloth bag. "Thank you, Second Aunt. Here's a gift for you."
"Oh, why are you being so polite, child?" Jiang Ersao was overjoyed. "What kind of gifts do we need as a family? That would be too much... What is this thing? A snake, ah..."
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