The people in the house were preparing to get drunk, and the people outside were preparing to talk all night long. Lin Xu'an picked up Ye Wanwan, who was a little asleep, and found a less crowded road, then slowly walked towards the Lin family.
Just as Lin Xu'an was about to put the person down, Ye Wanwan frowned slightly, slowly opened her eyes, and asked lazily, "What time is it?"
"Go on to sleep, it's time to go to bed." Lin Xu'an said gently, afraid of accidentally driving away Ye Wanwan's sleepiness.
Ye Wanwan shook her head, struggled to stand on the ground, and muttered, "I haven't even washed my face yet, why am I sleeping?"
"Okay, I'll get you some water." Seeing that Ye Wanwan's eyes were about to close again, Lin Xu'an was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly helped her sit down on the chair.
But when Lin Xu'an came back, Ye Wanwan had fallen asleep again on the table with her hair disheveled. In the dim candlelight, the sleeping Ye Wanwan looked peaceful and gentle.
"Wanwan, Wanwan..." Lin Xu'an smiled helplessly and could only call her name softly to wake her up.
In the morning light, the birds sing loudly, heralding the beginning of a new chapter of the day, and once the turmoil of last night is over, what remains is also.
Ye Wanwan, aching all over, opened her eyes, pinched Lin Xu'an's hand, and said viciously, "It's all your fault..."
However, Ye Wanwan, who had just woken up, had no killing power. In fact, in Lin Xu'an's eyes, Ye Wanwan's coquettishness was more like a fatal invitation.
"It's my fault, it's my fault. I lost control." Lin Xu'an smiled and pulled the person into his arms, making her feel sick to death.
Ye Wanwan was speechless for a moment, and pushed the man away with a firm will. She had refused last night because she was seduced by the beauty, and there was absolutely no way she would do that this time.
There is a saying that goes, "If a person does not make mistakes, he is a pig; if he makes mistakes and does not correct them, he is a dead pig." She must not fall in the same place twice.
"Get up, we agreed on it yesterday." Ye Wanwan sat up, not forgetting to glare at Lin Xu'an who had his shirt open.
Lin Xu'an curled his hands innocently. She was a feast for the eyes. He smiled and said, "If you're tired, I can take them there."
"Go and have fun if you have nothing to do. I'm afraid those brats will make you angry and hurt yourself." Ye Wanwan put on her clothes and checked her neck carefully. Fortunately, there were no traces of something unspeakable, otherwise she would not be able to get out of the door.
After breakfast, the ten people from Beijing gathered in the playground. Everyone was talking about their own things, while the other students in the Linjia Village School were doing morning exercises with Lin Zijun. They were running and reading in unison, which was quite shocking when people saw it.
"You go over there, I'll take them there." Ye Wanwan waved and said goodbye to Lin Xu'an who was intercepted.
Lin Xu'an was speechless. Seeing the cruel woman in front of him saying goodbye, he could only follow Tao Sisheng, who came to him for advice, into the school.
The place they were going to was not far away, and Ye Wanwan did not arrange a carriage. Anyway, the place they were going to was not dangerous, and there were enough guards, so it was a good idea to take a walk.
"Master, how far do we have to go?" Mu Fan gasped for breath, feeling like his legs were about to break. When would he have to walk like this before going out?
Before Ye Wanwan could reply, the lackey Han Zhengfei spoke first, "Mu Fan, aren't you ashamed? You've only walked a few steps, and didn't you see that they didn't say they were tired?"
The five women who had done nothing and were mentioned were a little confused and secretly glared at Han Zhengfei. They were tired, but they didn't dare to say it. They were just waiting for someone to speak first. Now it's okay.
"If you're tired, take a rest first. We're only a few steps away." Ye Wanwan turned her head to look at the group who looked a little embarrassed, and her heart softened a little.
Who says it's not true? You can't push your child too hard, otherwise what will you do if he doesn't follow you?
In the open space at the junction of several villages, there is a special workshop. It’s not that the products inside are so special, but the people working inside are special.
"Ah... ghost." A scream suddenly came, and in the silence, the frightened voice could not be hidden.
Ye Wanwan, who was walking in the front, couldn't tell who called her for a moment. She just smiled and apologized to the person in front of her, "I'm sorry, Uncle Wu, I'm a little timid."
"Boss, it's okay. I scared others." The man called Uncle Wu said a little embarrassedly, and carefully put on the veil hat behind him.
Ye Wanwan did not stop this action, but just smiled and said, "Uncle Wu, don't take it to heart, just wait until Shi Bo comes back."
"Okay, thank you, boss." Uncle Wu smiled naively, his heart full of gratitude.
He didn't know when he got the strange disease, but his face was as ugly as tree bark. Everyone who saw him said they were afraid of him. Even when he went out to work, no one wanted him. Only his boss gave him a job and said he would treat his illness. Why should he mind?
The further they walked into the workshop, the more shocked the ten students felt. There was not a single complete person in this workshop, but other than that, they were no different from everyone else.
They are just physically incomplete, but they are all working hard to cooperate with the work. The smiles on their faces tell others that they are happy and full of hope.
Having learned the lesson at the door, no one spoke when they came in. They just followed Ye Wanwan's footsteps and walked slowly inside. However, in their hearts, there were waves of shock and anxiety.
"Thank you, young man." The armless man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the bundle being placed on the cart.
It was the first time that Mu Fan heard someone say thank you to him. His face felt hot and he whispered, "You're welcome."
"Master, can I use my private money to help them? That way they don't have to work." As soon as Ye Wanwan walked out of the workshop, she was stopped by a voice behind her.
Ye Wanwan looked at the girl who was usually taciturn and seemed to have no presence and spoke first. She felt relieved. It seemed that they were not hopeless.
"Your idea is good, but how many people can you help? One, two, or three?" Ye Wanwan asked calmly, without a trace of emotion in her tone.
"But..." Mu Fan's voice gradually became weaker and weaker, "Master is different. Master is so good at business. It's no problem for him to support them."
"But I can't conjure up money out of thin air. If everyone sits there waiting for me to feed them, it's impossible. In this world, you have to pay before you can get anything in return." Ye Wanwan said, and slowly told a true story that Wang Pozi had told her.
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