"She's so lazy, there's no way she'd be able to do it. Besides, if she really could manage, then the whole village wouldn't treat her like a thief anyway." The speaker didn't hold back, their words were blunt and unrestrained.
"Qin Xue, doesn't your family have plenty of vegetables already? Why are you picking them from Aunt Wu's patch?" Someone who didn't understand what Qin Xue was up to asked her with confusion.
"My house has had some guests over, and with more people, there's naturally more mouths to feed. I had to come to Aunt Wu for a bit of help and 'sponsorship,' you could say. Of course, it's not like I'm taking her vegetables for free—I know Mrs. Gang is about to give birth soon, so I offered to trade some goods for these vegetables.
