"Slow down there!" Sheng An hurriedly assisted.
"This girl’s not bad!" Mr. Su had a very good impression of Sheng An; she seed very likable at first glance, and pure of heart. Despite all the instigation and provocation earlier, she just infuriated others to death.
"Grandpa, please have a seat, I’m going inside." Sheng An followed Sheng Ningyi in calling him grandpa, which brought a beaming smile to the old man’s face. He took out a red envelope from his pocket and tried to give it to Sheng An, who adamantly refused to accept it, scaring her to bolt into the house.
"Why are you running so fast?" Sheng Ning stood up from the bed to pour herself so water and nearly bumped into An’an.
"Good lord! You scared to death!" Sheng An clutched her chest, looking absolutely petrified, "Sis, your grandpa is really scary, he just keeps trying to give red envelopes, and I’m too scared to take them!"
"Why?"
"It’s too much!" Since last night, Mr. Su had been passing out red envelopes non-stop. Call him ’grandpa’, get a red envelope; pour a glass of water, get a red envelope; fill a bowl of rice, get a red envelope... anyway, all kinds of red envelopes. An’an got one last night and staunchly refused to take any more.
"A red envelope with 100 dollars, it’s enough to scare to death! I never even dread of getting a red envelope with 100 dollars. Sis, your grandpa is too rich."
Sheng Ning ruffled her hair and smiled, "You work so hard to earn money, why wouldn’t you accept it when soone offers it willingly? Next ti, just keep it."
"But... sis, you didn’t take any, how could I?" Sheng An shook her head, "Anyways, I just can’t."
"You’re really silly!" Sheng Ning gave her a pat, "If you accept it, the old man will be happy. If you don’t, he’ll actually be upset."
"Really? There are people that strange?"
"Of course! Would I lie to you?" Sheng Ning could understand old man’s mindset; he was eager to make ands. If she refused, he would genuinely feel heartbroken. Besides, if An’an accepted it, she would owe him a favor she’d eventually have to repay.
"Oh! Then... next ti I will take it more subtly! But I’ve got to buy sothing nice to thank grandpa."
"Mhm!"
As they were talking, soone else ca in. Sheng Ning looked up and, to her surprise, it was Mrs. Zhang.
"What are you doing here?" Sheng An’s face turned cold at the sight, "Didn’t you go to the city? Why are you back?"
Zhang Fang looked considerably more haggard than before. Although her clothes didn’t resemble those of a rural person, her complexion was waxy yellow. Her gaze when looking at people had beco increasingly frivolous.
"I... I heard Sheng Ning was getting married, so I ca to congratulate her." Zhang Fang couldn’t take her eyes off the clothes Sheng Ning was wearing, seemingly unable to look away for a long ti. "That dress looks really nice, must have been expensive, right?"
"Mhm!" Sheng Ning nodded, noticing that Mrs. Zhang, who used to speak in a rural dialect, had switched to Mandarin, and beca extra cautious. "What are you doing in the city? How’s the inco?"
Seeing that Sheng Ning was willing to engage, Zhang Fang eagerly squeezed An’an to the side and said sycophantically, "Sheng Ning, can you teach how to grow bean sprouts?"
"You wish!" Sheng An was imdiately angered enough to kick her out.
"An’an, calm down!" Sheng Ning quickly intervened, subtly signaling to An’an with her eyes, then she turned back to Zhang Fang, "Weren’t you going to the city with Qin Cuifen to make big money? Why now do you want to learn how to grow bean sprouts?"
"The city... Earning money in the city is not easy." It was only after she arrived in the city that she realized how naive she had been. City folks looked down on country people, she was looked down on everywhere, even when she tried to stand on the streets, they disliked her for being older. She wasn’t as young as Cuifen, didn’t have good skin or a good figure.
Even though in the countryside, she had been the most popular.
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