The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

Lan Wangshu was very satisfied as she listened to the series of broadcasts behind her. Yes, these were some people with whom she could confide. She was willing to be generous to such a half-family member who was grateful and repaying her kindness.

"What are you talking about? Leave you to me, Duoduo. I will of course ensure your well-being. Don't worry. I have to go to the city for something. You must protect the village while I'm away. There is a new wave of bandits coming. If they threaten us, just go ahead."

The girl's eyes changed, she raised her eyes, her gaze was cold and murderous, and she measured her neck with her thumb.

Dashan and others realized that the bandits seemed to be a bit troublesome this time, and several of them took a few steps forward, wanting to hear more clearly.

"clear."

Dashan nodded vigorously, his face full of trust.

"I have prepared some Chinese patent medicine for everyone. The wine is used to disinfect the wound. Wrap it with clean gauze. I have written the usage instructions for all the medicines. I think you can all read."

Dashan felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head. Only a few people could not read, and he happened to be one of them.

"I don't know him, but most of them do."

"I can read."

"I can read, too."

The big man was standing a little further away, eager to try, but was glared at by Dashan and covered his mouth like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Dashan, you have a separate mission."

Seeing Lan Wangshu's serious expression, Dashan also became nervous, with a secret sense of excitement, wondering what mission it was that he had to complete alone.

"From today on, you have to learn five words every day. I will check from time to time."

Lan Wangshu moved a step to the side and looked at the figures blocked by the mountains.

"This is a mission. You are responsible for teaching and supervising."

Several men agreed immediately and were delighted.

Dashan looked back at those tough young men, each of them looked as if they were given an injection of chicken blood, and he couldn't help but curse them in a low voice, "bastards."

Lan Wangshu looked at him meaningfully when he heard that. Dashan turned pale and waved his hands hurriedly.

"I didn't mean the girl."

"Of course I know. You have to treat it as a task. Only after you can read can you do things better."

Dashan understood everything, but he felt a headache when he started to learn it, and he clenched his back teeth.

"Yes, Miss Blue."

Lan Wangshu stood on tiptoe and patted his arms. They were too high and it was really difficult for her.

When she arrived at the entrance of the village, she found the big man, took him aside, and handed him the eggs.

"Eat quickly, and don't let anyone find out. I've already sent the children to the thatched hut. Be alert while patrolling, and be careful of sneak attacks."

The big man held a small egg in his large palm, with the tender white of the egg pinched between his thick black fingers. He swallowed the egg in one gulp, savored it carefully for a long while, and then smiled with satisfaction.

"Alright, look at you, you are such a loser. You are already a father, but you are still so greedy for an egg. If you follow me in the future, I will make sure you can eat eggs every day."

The big man lowered his head and listened to Lan Wangshu. He always felt that the girl looked like a teenager, but there was an old lady's soul living in her body. His grandma always scolded him like this, but unfortunately she was no longer around. This reminded him of his deceased relatives.

Lan Wangshu felt numb looking at his red eyes. This was definitely a problem of this era. Why were they so willing to cry? Their emotions were too abundant.

"Well, I didn't mean to say that about you, don't cry."

"Miss Lan, you remind me of my grandma."

Lan Wangshu's face suddenly turned dark, with a hint of blue in it.

Oh my god, now it's her turn to cry. She is a young girl, but she makes people think of an old lady. Who wouldn't cry?

"Okay, that's it. Just patrol well."

The big man seemed to sense that Lan Wangshu was angry, and realized that what he said was not right. Looking at the man who left in anger, he had to return to the village entrance in shame.

Lan Wangshu was waiting for someone bored under a big tree. He bought a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. It was a plum-flavored milk candy. After being heated by the temperature in the mouth, it would slowly become soft and emit a rich milky aroma. Now he could chew it and eat it.

Cang Wenyuan walked over carrying a small luggage, and saw that the girl's mouth was moving all the time, as if she was eating something delicious. Only when he got closer did he smell a mixture of milk and fruit.

"What is this food? It smells sweet."

Lan Wangshu took out a white piece and put it in his hand. Cang Wenyuan looked at the hard piece of thing with doubt. He put it under his nose and sniffed it, his eyes widened.

"What is this?"

"It's candy. Do you think it's easy to sell?"

"This business can only be done in Rucheng or Kyoto. There are only a few families in the whole county who can afford such candy."

This is also why Lan Wangshu suddenly thought of a way to make money. Sugar is very cheap nowadays. He could just buy some and open a candy store.