My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Chapter 103 You really only know how to talk big



Chapter 103 You really only know how to talk big

Shen Yu fell silent.

Indeed, as the system stated, the mother-in-law's attitude changed after Zhou Jingyi broke his leg.

The reason for keeping her was to let her take good care of the patients and prevent others from gossiping about her.

"But she said it was all for my own good."

"[For your own good?]" Long Aotian laughed, hands on his hips. "[If she were doing it for your own good, why didn't she give you the family heirloom?]"

"A family heirloom?" Shen Yu had never heard of the Zhou family having any family heirlooms.

[The bronze bracelet on your mother-in-law's wrist is a traditional piece passed down only to daughters. Even when her son lost his leg, she wouldn't sell it. Doesn't that prove it was a very important item?]

If you don't believe me, go ask her for it; she'd never give it to you.

Long Aotian said with great conviction.

That bronze bracelet is it. If that unlucky guy is willing to give the bronze bracelet to Shen Yu, it can recognize a new owner.

Hehehe...

Seeing Long Aotian's sly grin, Shen Yu began to have doubts. This thing looked so sinister, could he really believe what it said?

【Master, your mother-in-law is wicked. She pretends to be kind to you so you can take care of her sick relative. Once the patient recovers, or once she has money, everything will change.】

"This……"

"Don't let yourself be used, Master." Long Aotian blinked his starry eyes, looking at Shen Yu expectantly.

"..."

Shen Yu was upset by those words.

Back in my room, lying on the bed, I felt even more unable to sleep.

Was Yang using her?

Also, is she truly a woman of destiny, destined to be with Gu Ming?

She didn't deny that she liked Gu Ming, but having been married before, she only dared to bury that feeling deep in her heart.

Tonight, the little flame in my heart was ignited by Long Aotian.

The uncertain road ahead is gradually becoming clearer.

She was leaving the Zhou family, not because of anyone else, but because of herself.

……

Yang Fenglan slept soundly until dawn, feeling very happy.

Firstly, I have money in my pocket now.

Secondly, we now have the system in hand.

Next, the key is to quickly earn money and stockpile grain, survive the famine, and then use the system to get rich.

Yang Fenglan cooked noodles for breakfast. After eating, she slung her basket over her shoulder and said she was going out.

Thinking of what Long Aotian had said last night, Shen Yu tentatively asked, "Would you like me to go with you?"

"No need. You've been taking care of two patients by yourself these past few days, which must have been quite tiring. You should rest at home. I'm going to go up the mountain to gather some wild vegetables to store up."

"Hmm..." Shen Yu nodded absentmindedly.

Watching Yang Fenglan's cheerful departing figure, he felt worried.

Sure enough, because she had good luck, he had been taking her into the mountains every day.

Back then, we said: Wherever you go, I'll go.

Now that we have the treasure hunting system, we don't need her anymore.

Shen Yu's eyes gradually dimmed.

Long Aotian burrowed into Yang Fenglan's basket, clinging to the edge, and looked at Shen Yu, who was staring blankly in front of the thatched hut, with a smug smile.

"Long Aotian, come out." After leaving the village, Yang Fenglan called out to the bracelet.

"What do you want from me?" Long Aotian poked his head out from behind her, his tone still as arrogant as ever.

This traitor!

I'll teach you a lesson sooner or later!

He was secretly selling horses, but his face was all smiles. "Master Long, it's a deal. I'll provide the environment for you to demonstrate and prove your skills."

[Hmph, what good stuff can I find following a loser like you? Don't waste my energy.]

"What? I didn't hear you clearly. You mean, even if you use energy, your treasure-hunting system still can't find anything good?" Yang Fenglan raised an eyebrow. "It seems you really are just all talk."

Sure enough, one sentence was enough to break Long Aotian's defenses.

How could the proud Dragon Lord allow others to look down on him?

[Nonsense! Come on, swing those short legs of yours and come with me.]

Long Aotian flew out of the basket, crossed the stream, and headed straight for Nanshan Mountain.

Yang Fenglan quickened her pace and walked towards the wooden bridge.


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