Gu Jiaojiao understood.
Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang were young, and with their parents dead, they were like a juicy piece of at—bound to attract predators.
To be honest, ever since she’d arrived at the Qingshan Team, she’d found the general atmosphere to be quite good.
Most people were reasonable.
But with nearly two hundred households in the village, you couldn’t say everyone was a good person.
Trading their belongings for grain was a way to protect themselves, at least for the ti being.
’To understand all this at such a young age... she’s very clever.’
Besides being clever, Sweet Girl was also very hardworking.
Beneath the shed at their ho, firewood was stacked high.
Even without an adult in the house, they managed to live a decent life.
Sweet Girl’s family was so poor, yet when she had found Gu Jiaojiao’s money, she had returned every last cent.
Gu Jiaojiao’s desire to help Sweet Girl stemd partly from a wish to atone for the actions of her body’s previous owner, partly from pity, but mostly from admiration.
Just as Gu Jiaojiao was lost in these thoughts...
Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang rushed out of the house and stood before her.
"Big Sister, they fit perfectly."
Sweet Girl bead, looking down at the clothes on her body with imnse adoration.
Gu Jiaojiao, however, thought the clothes looked a little big.
But this was normal in the countryside.
If the clothes were a bit bigger, the children could wear them for a couple more years.
Besides, Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang didn’t have thick pants, so a larger top would be warr.
"They’re beautiful."
Wang Xiuhua was skilled with her hands; her needlework was excellent.
Gu Jiaojiao knew how to sew as well, but she specialized in formal gowns and runway fashion. If you actually asked her to stitch a thick, cotton-padded jacket, she’d be completely lost.
Sweet Girl was overjoyed. She blinked her big eyes, looked at Gu Jiaojiao for a mont, and then suddenly spoke.
"Big Sister, wait for a second."
With that, she rushed back into the room.
When she ca out again, she was holding the few yuan Gu Jiaojiao had given her and stuffed the money into her hand.
Gu Jiaojiao was a bit stunned. She then tried to hand the money back to Sweet Girl. "You keep it for yourself."
But Sweet Girl just shook her head, refusing.
"Big Sister, if you don’t take this money, then I can’t accept these clothes."
She gritted her teeth, her expression resolute.
Gu Jiaojiao felt helpless.
She had given Sweet Girl the money with the genuine intention of helping her.
After all, life was hard for Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang. Their ho was destitute, and a little money could help improve their situation.
But Sweet Girl was stubborn. If Gu Jiaojiao didn’t take the money, she wouldn’t take the clothes.
Gu Jiaojiao found this tactic a bit familiar; it was sothing she often used herself.
For the first ti, she realized her own thods could be rather infuriating.
Seeing the way Sweet Girl was staring at her, Gu Jiaojiao sighed in resignation and gently pinched her small cheek.
"Alright, I’ll take the money."
The mont she said that, a brilliant smile blossod on Sweet Girl’s face.
Gu Jiaojiao felt another wave of helplessness. Noticing that the two of them were still wearing thin pants, she told Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang to go back inside.
She followed them in.
Leng Yuan didn’t go inside. Instead, he went to Chen JianShe’s house nearby, borrowed a broom, and began sweeping the snow from the yard.
At that mont, in the neighboring yard, a man was peering over in their direction. When he saw Leng Yuan sweeping snow, his eyes darted back and forth several tis.
He stood in his yard watching for a mont, then, without a word, turned and went back inside his house.
This was the family Sweet Girl had traded her furniture to for grain. A large wardrobe had been exchanged for ten jin of coarse grain, but after Leng Yuan taught the man a lesson, he had imdiately added another twenty jin.
Besides the large wardrobe, there were also tables and stools.
Most of the items in Sweet Girl’s house had been given to this family in exchange for grain.
The man’s na was Lin Jiandong, and he was known as the resident "nice guy" of the Qingshan Team.
Lin Jiandong went into his house, his expression imdiately darkening. Thinking about the scene he had just witnessed, he turned and went into the inner room.
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