"Who is he to you?" asked the village flower.
"Soone very important."
"Oh, by the way, my na is Zhu Hua, not village flower."
"But you are the village flower; soone just told us. Can’t we call you that?"
"It’s not that you can’t, it’s just..." Despite others being much prettier than her, they still called her the village flower, which felt strange to her.
"Then we’ll call you village flower." Fan Rou put down her bowl. "Are you full? I’ll wash the dishes."
"No, let do it. You sit down," the village flower hurriedly grabbed the bowl from her hands.
"By the way, is it just you in this house? Where are your other relatives?"
"The others have gone to work outside. I’m not yet eighteen; they wouldn’t hire , so I stay ho to farm," the village flower said while tidying up.
"You’re not continuing your studies?"
"Studying costs money. My family can’t afford to send two children to school. My brother is in college now," the village flower put away the leftover food.
Even if it’s just a spoonful of soup, she couldn’t bring herself to throw it away.
Fan Rou felt a pang in her heart. She suddenly said, "Do you still want to study?"
The village flower paused for a mont, continued walking back, and said, "Of course I do, but that’s just a thought. I just hope not to add to the family’s burden now. In two years, when I turn eighteen, I’ll go out to work, earn so money, help my brother get a wife, and then find soone to marry myself."
The girls in the village are all like this, so naturally, she is too.
On an impulse, Fan Rou was about to blurt out when Number Five pulled her aside. "Aren’t you going to see Lan Shao?"
"Yes, I need to see her." Fan Rou hurriedly walked inside.
Actually, besides being there with him, she couldn’t do anything else, as she didn’t know dicine. Otherwise, she’d overthink things.
That’s why she started talking to the village flower, to distract herself.
"You want to sponsor her education?" Once inside the house, Number Five asked.
"Why can’t I?" She thought it was entirely feasible.
"You’re not living well yourself, and you’re thinking of sponsoring soone else? Are you not planning to save up for a dowry?" Are you expecting the Fan Family to give you a dowry?
Dream on.
If she married by arrangent, all the benefits would go to the Fan Family, not a penny would go to her.
And even if the Fan Family collapsed, all the family assets would be confiscated; did she think they’d fall into her hands?
Fan Rou knew she was right and lowered her head in silence.
"I know you want to help her, but shouldn’t it be within your ans?"
"Then what solution do you have?"
"None," Number Five shrugged. "Don’t forget what I do."
Is she sure she wants her help? To turn her into soone like herself?
"Forget it, I won’t ask you anymore." Fan Rou sat down by Lan Shao’s bed.
The bed was very simple, two stools underneath and a few planks on top. Fan Rou didn’t expect to still see such a simple bed nowadays.
But thinking about this place, it didn’t seem surprising.
"Please wake up soon, okay?"
"I’m very worried about you."
"I found you."
"I’m sorry."
Fan Rou held Lan Shao’s hand and said, naturally, Lan Shao wouldn’t respond to her.
When Fan Rou got tired of talking, she rested her head on his hand and dozed off a little.
Until Number Five nudged her.
"Go take a shower," Number Five said, drying her hair.
"Okay," Fan Rou stood up and rubbed her eyes.
The place to shower was very simple, just in the back of the house, surrounded by a piece of cloth.
After taking a shower, Fan Rou washed her face with the well water in front of the house, instantly feeling much more awake.
When she entered the house, Number Five was sitting where she had been, looking at Lan Shao.
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