She was just taking her anger out on others. It was her own thing, and she had the right to decide who could use it.
As the breeze blew, Ye Jiaying felt that the branches and leaves of the peach tree had turned a circle of green, and the fragrance of the peaches became stronger.
"Ding, newbie mission completed, reward points*100."
It's ten times more than last time.
After a while, the three of them each picked a basket full of peaches.
The baskets the three girls carried were not big, and could hold about forty or fifty peaches, less than twenty kilograms.
The three of them carried peaches and walked towards home, talking about the time they would meet tomorrow. Halfway there, they were met by a middle-aged woman with an aggressive look on her face.
The middle-aged woman looked ferocious, with her eyebrows raised, and her aggressive look was a bit scary.
Her purpose was clear, and she asked in front of the three people, "Ye Jiaying, where is my son?"
Ye Jiaying frowned. What a ridiculous question! Who does your son really think he is?
"Are you deaf or dumb? Where is my son?"
"Auntie, why are you asking me this, your son? I'm his mother."
Ye Jiaying said sarcastically that she was not a babysitter.
"Ade said he would come to see you this afternoon, but he hasn't come back yet. If not you, who else should I look for?"
The middle-aged woman choked and then her voice became louder, with an air of unreasonableness and urgency.
It was evening and time for everyone to go home. Those who had worked in the fields were walking home in groups of three or four. When they saw the middle-aged woman with a ferocious face and an expression as if she wanted to eat someone, they all came down to watch the fun.
"Aunt, you're so funny. You can't even look after your son, and you're asking me for help? Do I have any obligation to look after your son? How much will you pay me?"
Ye Jiaying learned from the discussions of the people around her and her memories that the unreasonable woman in front of her was Ye Kangde's mother.
Ye Jiaying sneered.
Don't say she doesn't know, even if you do know, don't tell her.
A garbage man's garbage mother.
She bah.
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