Bai Ziqian couldn't stay a moment longer.
The Fan family has made sarcastic remarks about food countless times over a little bit of food, and besides, the food is so bad it couldn't be worse!
Even the lowest-ranking servants in the Bai family eat better than this.
The accommodations were even worse.
Although the place was small, Aunt Shuiqing treated him the same as everyone else, and he lived with Uncle Fan, Jiang Hehu, and the others.
His legs couldn't straighten, and so could theirs.
But here, Fan Dazhu and the others are the 'masters,' and he is a servant. How can a servant live with his masters?
It wouldn't be good to disturb their sleep.
Since Old Master Fan's family didn't have any extra rooms or beds for him to sleep in, the kitchen stove area became his sleeping place at night.
Wearing the tattered clothes given to him by Fan Sanzhu, Bai Ziqian felt that happiness was indeed something that could be seen in comparison.
When he was at Aunt Shuiqing's house, he compared it to his own home and felt that Aunt Shuiqing's place was not good in any way. Now that he has come to Fan Dajia, he realizes that Aunt Shuiqing's place is simply a paradise.
But he can't go back yet.
When he came out, he probably had already chilled the hearts of Aunt Shuiqing's family. Now they realize how good it is that there is rice, meat and eggs to eat, and that he and Yan Qiuxing are no different from the other five people in Jianghehu!
But he didn't know what was good for him and ran away. Now he's suffered and worked hard outside, and he has the nerve to go back. Just thinking about it makes him furious!
He wants to go back, but only if he has made a contribution...
"Hey, let's go! It's already dawn, what are you slacking off for!" Fan Dazhu's impatient voice came from outside the courtyard.
Bai Ziqian realized he was being called, came out of the kitchen, looked at the dimly lit sky, and asked in confusion, "You haven't had breakfast yet? Why are you going out to work without eating breakfast?"
Needless to say, at home, and even at Aunt Shuiqing's house, they would eat breakfast before going out to work.
Fan Dazhu rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky, and sneered, "You're dreaming!"
It's not the busy farming season; who eats three meals a day? Two meals a day are considered good.
Fan Erzhu urged from the front, "Let's go, let's go! Don't even think about slacking off. I'm in charge of supervising your work today!"
If you dare to slack off, I'll give you a good wisteria twig!
Looking at the faces of the two people in front of him, Bai Ziqian truly understood what it meant for a petty person to gain power, and he also truly understood how disgusting it was for a petty person to gain power.
His only consolation was that he had given his personal jade pendant to Aunt Shuiqing before leaving, otherwise the two people in front of him would have surely taken it away.
They don't distinguish between "yours" and "mine"; in this family's eyes, everything belongs to them!
Walking on the bumpy dirt road, we encountered many villagers along the way, carrying bamboo baskets and carrying bamboo crates on their backs; there were people of all ages.
"Strange, why are the villagers so diligent today? Is the whole family out picking mushrooms?" Sun Jinhua muttered in confusion as she led the way.
"It's not just the whole family that's come; judging by the number of people, it's almost like the entire village has turned out!" Fan Sanzhu muttered.
Fan Erzhu said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? It's their fault for not being diligent before. There were more mushrooms in the summer than there are now."
Besides, the sun was strong back then, making it easy to dry mushrooms. Didn't our second aunt take our eldest daughter and second daughter to pick and dry some mushrooms? A whole sackful, right? Enough to eat.”
Thinking of the dried mushrooms stored at home, Sun Jinhua straightened her back and said proudly, "Da Ya and Er Ya are quick and efficient workers, but they are a bit slow and clumsy. Now they are all benefiting us."
They're picking mushrooms day and night, working themselves to the bone, but they can't even dry a whole sackful!
Besides, we not only have dried mushrooms, but we also dried cowpeas, eggplant strips, dried green beans, and dried pickled mustard greens last summer... enough to last the winter. Ha, they're just destined to suffer; they can't compare to us."
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