Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration novel Chapter 745

Chapter 745: 735 Perfumer (2) 1 more update

Having reached this point in the story, Ye Shaohua crumpled up a piece of paper on the table and threw it away.

This family was really too poor; "impoverished and underdeveloped" would be an apt description.

"It’s good that you’re able to come out," said Grandma Ye, who had been worried all night. Now that she saw Shaohua emerge, she breathed a sigh of relief, "I’ll go check on the rice paddies. If you didn’t pass the exams, then so be it. Just remember, being the top scorer is never the focal point of life, but I still hope you can venture out into the world."

After saying this, Grandma Ye walked out with her basket in tow.

She was already in her seventies but other than some white hair, she barely showed signs of aging.

She was spry and had planted quite a lot of crops by herself.

Because the village was located in a remote area without proper roads, most people lived with financial constraints.

Apart from the Village Chief’s family, no other household had built a storied house.

Although the villagers didn’t like Shaohua, they were somewhat warm to Grandma Ye.

Seeing Grandma Ye head out, they greeted her warmly on the surface, "Grandma Ye, off to the fields again?"

Grandma Ye walked sturdily and replied to them, "Yes, just to see if the fields have been properly watered."

"Then take care," said the group warmly, though their eyes held a hint of scorn.

No sooner had she turned away than they began to discuss among themselves.

"There’s a saying, ’Where there’s pity, there’s also something despicable,’" an old lady about the same age as Grandma Ye said as she sat on a stool under the shade of a tree, "At such an old age, she’s still raising a child and spent her lifetime savings on her education. She always brags about how good she is at studying, but now that the college entrance examination is here, her true colors are showing. Conversely, Lin Ying didn’t show off, but she surprised everyone by becoming the city’s Number One Scholar."

"Exactly, the little money Grandma Ye makes doesn’t come easily. She doesn’t even let her granddaughter do any work, just lets her focus on studying. Look at Lin Ying; she goes back every day to help her parents with chores and still manages such good grades. In my opinion, her granddaughter has just been spoiled rotten by her."

The villagers shouldn’t really dislike Shaohua so much.

It was all because of the contrast with Lin Ying.

Lin Ying was sweet and hardworking, pretty and cute — not like the other village girls who were dark and sallow — and very likable.

In contrast, Shaohua was dull and lazy, only knew how to study, and hardly ever left the house.

The villagers had long distrusted her behavior. With the added xenophobia and the contrast with Lin Ying, their dislike for Shaohua grew even stronger.

If Shaohua had actually done well on her exams, it might be a different story, but seeing her mediocre results, they preferred to mock her.

Grandma Ye had placed all her hopes in Shaohua, not expecting her to turn out so useless while pretending to be something she was not.

The group continued their discussion sentence by sentence.

Grandma Ye walked ahead, carrying a small basket.

Though she was advanced in years, her senses were exceptionally keen; she heard every word the people said, but her expression remained unchanged.

Grandma Ye returned from the fields with some freshly picked vegetables.

Seeing Shaohua had tidied up the courtyard neatly, and that the lifelessness had left her face, Grandma Ye finally felt at ease and went to the kitchen to cook.

Her jet black hair was straight, neither dyed nor permed, and her expression was a bit lonely. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

What were otherwise ordinary clothes looked surprisingly stunning on her.

The youths, who didn’t have a strong impression of her, were collectively taken aback for a moment.

Their perception of this girl suddenly deepened.

Hearing the conversation outside, Grandma Ye came to greet the group of youths, "Shaohua just made a pot of our homegrown chicken soup. Why don’t you come in and have some?"

Grandma Ye was always very warm to these vibrant young people.

"No need," replied Xiu An, eyes fixed on Shaohua, still holding his crutch, his response cold.

Grandma Ye thought the youths were just being polite, "No problem, make yourself at home..."

"Well then," the buzz-cut youth who had initially shown no interest in Shaohua suddenly seemed intrigued, stroking his chin, "Thank you..."

"I said we don’t need it," Xiu An pulled his gaze away and walked towards the house, leaning on his crutch.

In this group of youths, it was clear that Xiu An was the boss.

Once he spoke, no one else dared to disagree.

Seeing him go inside, the group looked at each other and then followed Xiu An into the Lin Family’s house.

The buzz-cut youth, looking puzzled, followed Xiu An into Lin Family’s house, "What’s the matter with you, didn’t Lin Ying figure out a way for your leg? And about yesterday’s incident, Lin Ying also said Shaohua didn’t mean it, and Grandma Ye seems so welcoming..."

"It wasn’t on purpose?" Hearing the buzz-cut youth, Xiu An let out a cold laugh, his tone filled with obvious disdain, "Grandma Ye isn’t even her biological grandmother. She supports her going to school and studying, while she does nothing to help the old lady with work. Then she fails her college entrance exams and blames others for doing too well? Xun Hao, do you believe she didn’t do it on purpose?"