"What on earth is this place? I used to read novels about spaces, storage spaces for fresh food, spiritual springs, various medicinal herbs, and various delicious foods. Oh my God, what kind of place did you give me? Every time I come in, it's this place. I thought it was the same as Doraemon's Anywhere Door. Sigh..."
Ying Han walked around for a long time, but it was still the same, so he had to leave in disappointment.
On the way back, Ying Han met villagers who came to work in the morning.
She has been here for more than a year and doesn't talk much to the villagers, but they all know her. Her originally fair and clean face turned red after just one day of not seeing her, and everyone who saw her was stunned.
Someone curiously asked, "Ying Zhiqing, what's wrong with your face?"
Ying Han touched himself shyly and told them what he had said to Aunt Pei yesterday.
"Oh, let's go see a doctor quickly. What color is this and why can't it be washed off?" said a kind villager.
"Some colors are hard to wash off. Take cinnabar for example. It takes several washes to get it off, and you have to see a doctor and spend money." Some villagers also think it's a big deal and think it will fall off in a few days.
Ying Han didn't say much to them. He just said that the sheep were still waiting to eat grass, and then he strode away.
A kind villager behind her said, "This little girl is only fourteen. I heard that she was spoiled by her parents in the city. When she came here, she didn't even know rice. Look at her now, she is not at all confused in cutting grass."
"She was just over thirteen when she first arrived. None of the educated youth liked her. She was quite pitiful."
"Your own family can't even get enough to eat, why pity them? Go get to work."
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