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"We helped Ran He, and she not only gave each of us a huge pumpkin, but also slaughtered a rabbit to entertain us. This rabbit meat was the remaining part, and everyone who helped got some."

As the cloth was lifted, the rich aroma of rabbit meat instantly filled the entire room. The tempting smell made the mother and son stretch their necks and their throats roll.

"Ran He invited you to eat all this? It's really unexpected that she is so knowledgeable about the ways of the world. She didn't use such precious meat to supplement nutrition for herself and her children, but used it to treat you. It's really impressive."

Sister Liu's surprise was not without reason. At first, Zhu Cuihua also held the same view.

However, as time went by and through frequent interactions, Zhu Cuihua began to realize that Ran He was actually a woman with deep shrewdness and foresight, completely different from the gossip circulating in the village.

Perhaps, as people often say, a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold, Ran He really experienced pain and reflection and was determined to change himself.

What's more, since she was so generous as to treat everyone with rabbit meat, she must have had some plan.

Your future life will not put you in a difficult situation, so you don't need to blame yourself too much for accepting this kindness.

"I have always emphasized that Ran He is no longer the same as she was before. She dared to separate from the Wu family and set up her own business, which is enough to prove her courage and tenacity. If I hadn't helped her today, how could she have eaten this delicious rabbit meat, and how could she have received such a big pumpkin as a reward?"

Zhu Cuihua's words revealed her recognition and affirmation of Ran He's changes.

After hearing these words, Sister Liu was speechless and secretly surprised.

She originally thought that Ran He was just a weak woman abandoned by the Wu family.

Now seeing him again, the changes that can be seen from the bottom of his heart make us have to re-examine him.

Ran He seemed to have an indescribable tenacity and independence.

"Not only that,"

Zhu Cuihua's lips curled up slightly, revealing a bit of pride that could not be concealed, as if silently proving to her mother-in-law that her good deeds would eventually be rewarded. "She even specially customized a set of tables and chairs, and urged Dayong to hurry up and finish it, saying that it was urgently needed at home."

These words aptly blocked her mother-in-law's "too kind" attitude towards her in the past.

Let the facts themselves be the most powerful defense.

"Ran He wants to customize tables and chairs?"

When Sister Liu heard this, she frowned slightly, feeling confused.

As we all know, Ran He only brought a small amount of food when he divided the family.

The financial situation must be tight, where did the extra money come from to buy furniture? Helping others is a virtue, but if it hurts your own family, it is not a long-term solution.

After all, it takes a lot of time and energy for Dayong to make tables and chairs, which is by no means an easy task.

"Yes, the deposit has been paid. She is quite straightforward. She is not like some people who like to owe money but are reluctant to ask for payment because they care about their reputation."

Zhu Cuihua had anticipated this and promptly dispelled Sister Liu's doubts.

Today, Sister Liu miscalculated twice in a row, and a trace of embarrassment inevitably flashed across her face.

Fortunately, she did not make those negative speculations public, otherwise she would be so ashamed that she would find a hole to hide in.

"Okay, you guys continue to eat. I'll leave the deposit here. Dayong, if you have nothing to do after eating, please collect some usable firewood. If it's not enough, go to the back mountain to add some tomorrow morning."

After making some arrangements, Zhu Cuihua turned and went into the house, leaving her husband some space to rest.

For craftsmen, once they receive an urgent order, being busy for several consecutive days becomes the norm, and even a good night's sleep becomes a luxury.

However, in order to make a living, in order to no longer have to work in the fields day after day.

Dayong was willing to endure this hardship, and even secretly hoped that such good luck would come every day.

The next morning, as the light of day began to rise, Ran He had already begun a new day of busy work. The flames in the stove flickered, adding a warm atmosphere to the pot of rice porridge.

Just as she picked up the bucket and was about to go to the well to fetch water, the door opened slightly.

Ma Er's figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Like a silent rock, he suddenly straightened up when he heard the noise.

In fact, this was a "chance encounter" carefully designed by Ma Er.

He knew very well that Ran He had a deep misunderstanding of him, and every encounter in the past was always tense.

This time, he decided to use an emotional offensive and touch Ran He's heart with words.

After all, the two of them once had a youthful love affair, and awakening the old feelings may not be an impossible task.

"Xiao He, are you going to fetch water? Raising three children alone, life must be hard after leaving the Wu family. What will you do if the food runs out in the future? I am really worried about you. Let me do this little thing of fetching water for you. I promise to fill your water tank."

Ma Er felt mixed emotions as he looked at Ran He's family which seemed to be well-off, with not only plenty of money but also plenty of money.

Even the food was piled up like a mountain, and he couldn't help but feel a desire to possess it, fantasizing that all of this would belong to him one day.

After hearing this, Ran He raised his eyebrows slightly and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, she had been on guard against Ma Er's usual gentle offensive and did not show the slightest surprise.

"Oh? You want to help me fetch water? That's great. The bucket is over there, and the big water tank is next to it. If you can fill it up, I'll respect you."

She pointed casually, with an almost inaudible hint of challenge in her tone.

Ma Er followed the gaze and suddenly felt his legs go weak, almost falling to the ground.

That huge water tank is like a small reservoir, if you really want to fill it up.

I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to lift my arms the next day.

The words were already out, like spilled water, difficult to take back easily. Ma Er gritted his teeth, as if he had made a difficult decision, and finally nodded vigorously, promising: "Don't worry, I will definitely fill your water tank to the brim."

There was determination in his eyes, as if he was swearing an oath to himself.

Ran He stood there quietly, his eyes penetrating the morning mist and falling on Ma Er's determined back.

The corner of his mouth curled up into an imperceptible sneer, mixed with some complicated emotions.

Then she shook her head slightly and turned back to prepare breakfast.

The smoke from the cooking stove rises up, interweaving with the morning light to create a warm yet slightly chilly picture.

Just then, Dabao rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the house, and saw it at a glance.

In the yard, Ma Er was working hard to pour buckets of clean water into the water tank. His childish little face instantly wrinkled into the shape of a bitter gourd.

The doubts in his heart spread like vines: How did this guy come to our house? Could it be that my mother... Thinking of this, Dabao couldn't help but cast a dissatisfied look at Ran He and snorted.

I muttered to myself: How could a person change so much?