"Yuanyuan, are you getting used to living here?"
"Not bad, it’s pretty good here."
"I’m sorry, my grandpa just has that temper; he says things he doesn’t an, but he’s actually a very good person at heart."
Yuanyuan remained noncommittal. Based on Zhou Changchun, she really didn’t care; she just didn’t want to see people scheming all day long.
"Yuanyuan, really, my grandpa is just sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. I ca this ti to talk to him about Wu Guobin’s matter last ti; he was really just checking in because he noticed sothing seed off."
Yuanyuan gave a perfunctory nod, "I didn’t take it to heart anyway." Zhou Changchun wasn’t even qualified to be figured out by her.
Now she was utterly fed up, being with such hypocritical people made ti drag on too slowly, which in turn soured her mood.
"Yuanyuan, I ca over this ti first to see you and second to tell you, I know soone who has lots of antique items."
Yuanyuan shook her head, mainly because Zhou Yongheng’s intentions were just too disgusting.
"Sorry, I’m not interested in those. When I go to the village to exchange old items, it’s because I genuinely like them and also want to help the poor villagers.
What they have can be exchanged for so money or goods with .
There are plenty of good things in this world. I’m just an ordinary person, without such grand ambitions.
And thank you, Mr. Zhou. I’m about to go to the fields, so I won’t keep you, Mr. Zhou."
This dismissal was indeed very impolite.
Yuanyuan observed Zhou Yongheng’s expression and listened to his unspoken thoughts; as for Zhou Yongheng, she had already made up her mind.
If he’s well-behaved, then fine, but if he wrongs her, she won’t hesitate to strike back.
Such a revolting person, she really didn’t want to hear his inner voice, too filthy.
Zhou Yongheng was directly dismissed. His face turned sowhat unnatural for a mont; this woman really didn’t appreciate his courtesy, so no need for him to stick around.
So his expression turned very unpleasant as he stood up, "Sorry for bothering you, Mr. Su."
From hearing "Yuanyuan" to being called "Mr. Su" now.
"Then I won’t see you out, Mr. Zhou. Take care on your way."
Seeing Zhou Yongheng’s sinister expression, Yuanyuan felt this was just right. Pretending all day long, wasn’t he tired?
When she sent Zhou Yongheng out to the door, she showed no courtesy, shutting the door directly.
Zhou Yongheng’s anger flared all the way up to his head. Did she really look down on him? He vowed to make Yuanyuan kneel and beg him one day.
This was just a small episode, which Yuanyuan didn’t take to heart. Honestly, she had seen many people, both in this life and the last one, but truly repulsive people were few and far between.
When Zeng Hongling returned, Yuanyuan handed her two letters.
"These are letters from my grandpa. I don’t know if he received the dried shrimp."
Seeing the girl’s joyful expression, Yuanyuan felt a bit envious. Sotis she wondered if she was really destined to have a tough life. In her previous life, her grandmother accompanied her for just over ten years, and in this life, she had already lost three children.
"Yuanyuan, my grandpa said the dried shrimp were delicious. I’m going to the village later to buy so more and send them over."
Listening to her excited voice, Yuanyuan also showed a smile on her face.
"You can also bring so dried fish or grilled fish slices. The elders surely love them, though they might be a bit tough on the teeth."
"Yes, I know, I’ll bring so for them."
Yuanyuan envied her family ties, sothing she herself didn’t have.
Zeng Hongling took two days to buy a lot of groceries, and the two girls drove to the county to mail them at the post office.
On the way back, they bought so daily necessities. It was still over a month until the fifteenth of July.
"Yuanyuan, is it going to rain again?"
"It should be. The weather is so overcast."
"Let’s hurry ho. This dark weather is frightening."
The two girls hurried but still caught the rain; however, since they were in a car, they didn’t get soaked.
The rain fell for two days and a night, with the water level rising significantly.
"Yuanyuan, do you think the house won’t collapse, right?"
"Are you a jinx?" Yuanyuan gave Zeng Hongling a sideways glance.
But she still carefully inspected the house, fearing there might be leaks.
On the third day, the sun ca out, and so kids outside were calling for Zeng Hongling to go to the seaside.
"Be very careful; the water level is so high now, it might be dangerous."
"Don’t worry, all the village kids can swim, and so can I."
"It’s the ones who can swim that drown. Don’t be careless."
In this weather, Yuanyuan definitely wasn’t going out; she hated mud sticking to her feet, too annoying. She stayed ho ventilating the house; because it was a new building, although it didn’t leak this ti, it was a mud-brick house, so people had co to repair it.
There was no choice but to sit outside watching them work.
"Mr. Su, it doesn’t often rain this heavily here."
"The weather is favorable for farming."
They shook their heads. "No, there will definitely be a reduced crop this year. The corn stalks in the fields have all fallen over; we went to prop them up, but people just can’t get into the fields."
Hearing this, Yuanyuan felt a bit downhearted too; this was a natural disaster, beyond human control.
"Auntie, hasn’t our village considered growing rice?"
"The soil quality here isn’t suitable. My family tried when I was a child, but we couldn’t harvest any grain."
"Probably there are new varieties; maybe they’ve developed strains for saline-alkali soil by now.
Once the roads are passable, I’ll call and inquire."
Yuanyuan knew that in her previous life, rice from saline-alkali land turned out to be very tasty. But she wasn’t sure if they had developed new strains yet.
"That would be wonderful. If we could grow crops, who would want to go to sea? Every day, families are on edge. Just a late fishing boat return and they’re worried."
Yuanyuan could understand; indeed, going to sea to fish is very dangerous.
In fact, she already had an idea in mind, considering waiting for the right ti to open up. Anyway, she would definitely help make Taolin Port prosperous, as a way to repay them.
The roof or whatever was re-plastered with mud. Watching them rush off—there were still chores at their own ho.
The cabbages in the yard were all toppled over, but they would probably stand back up in a couple of days.
Thinking of having rice for dinner, she prepared to light a fire, which would also help dispel the dampness in the house; otherwise, staying inside made her feel sticky all over, she hated this kind of weather. And it wasn’t even the dog days of sumr yet, otherwise, it would be even more unbearable.
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