Seeing the car full of things, Ye Laiyin smiled brightly, and Mrs. Wang was also very happy. The smile in her eyes almost overflowed, showing how happy she was.
When they didn't come out, Ye Mancang was still muttering in his heart. He didn't know if his second uncle and his second aunt would be angry when they saw Xiner spending money so randomly.
Hey, it seems that he thought too much and spent money lavishly on his daughter. Instead of being angry, the two of them were very happy!
Is it any wonder that little girl can develop such a temperament?
It turns out that my second uncle and second aunt were used to it!
Tsk, tut, tut...
There were quite a lot of things. Ye Laiyin took his two nephews to get food and meat in equal portions, and Mrs. Wang took three little girls to get some small items.
After moving twice, I still got almost the same things, except for the big wooden barrel.
Ye Laiyin and Ye Xusheng were carrying it on one side, and Ye Mancang was greeting him at the side. It wasn't that the barrel was heavy, but it was too slippery to worry that he would lose his hands and hit his feet on the ground.
Lao Qian's wife did nothing every day and became lazy. In the morning, Lao Yetou urged her and her mother to push and push each other with Ye Laicai, which almost made them tired.
shelf.
He would be sleeping in a dark place in the house.
Xiao Qian's wife went to the river to wash clothes. Seeing that the weather had changed, they were afraid of getting wet. They hurried home carrying the wooden basin. Of course, it was Ye Feifeng who was carrying it. Xiao Qian took advantage of her pregnancy and put all the
All the work was delegated to her.
Ye Feifeng grimaced and ran home without waiting for her mother. She didn't want to be soaked in the rain.
Before she even reached the door of her house, she saw an ox cart in the distance. Although she couldn't see it clearly, she could tell that it was not her ox cart.
The dead girl and her brother went to town today. Could it be that they rented an oxcart and came back?
The thought flashed through her mind, and Ye Feifeng's eyes immediately turned red with jealousy. She was busy doing menial work every day, but the dead girl had a lot of leisure time. She would go up the mountain and go to the town, and her life was very fulfilling.
Why?
Can she just sell a few wild fruits?
Humph, if she had that spare time, she could pick fruits and sell them. Is she really the one who could?
Thinking of this made her mother even more angry. If her mother hadn't been resented by her mother, she wouldn't have been so stubborn.
Having a mother like this is really bad luck for eight lifetimes!
She also wants to make money by herself and buy whatever she wants.
Huh, when the time comes, she won’t be so foolish as to buy such expensive fine grains and give them to others for free!
Of course all the money you earn is spent on yourself, otherwise why would you be so tired?
Alas, but she has to work every day and has no time to pick fruits.
Besides, she still doesn’t know what kind of fruit the dead girl is selling. The wild pears in the mountains are not very delicious, they are not big and are sour. How stupid are the people in the town to spend money on them?
It can be seen that the people in the town are rich, and they will buy randomly when they have more money than they can afford.
Thinking of this, Ye Feifeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart became hot. She must marry to a town, not to a small family, but to a young master from a big family.
Well, she was originally destined to be a young mistress, so she would naturally realize it.
As for the dead girl, well, she doesn’t even have any brothers or sisters, so who would be willing to marry her?
Just stay in this ravine for the rest of your life!
Ha ha……
By then, she will definitely trample the dead girl under her feet so that she will never be able to stand up...
The inner drama was so exciting that she was so moved. Well, she was going to be a young mistress, so she had to pay attention to her image in the future.
So, Old Ye Feifeng tidied up the broken hair around her ears. At the same time, she subconsciously slowed down her pace, straightened her back, raised her little face and raised her chin, twisted her waist and took small steps in a pretentious manner, consciously