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

"Big brother, you're amazing! You've even learned all of my dad's PUA skills." Xu Yingying gave Yang Fenglan a thumbs up.

"I can't learn even a little bit. Your Xu the Skinflint's internal skills are really profound. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made me willingly be his slave for just three thousand yuan."

“Hehe, he thought three thousand was too much. A pro at slacking off like you is only worth two thousand.” Xu Yingying held up two fingers.

Yang Fenglan rolled her eyes. "Capital is black all over the world."

Xu Yingying sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed. "What should we do next? I definitely can't come over often, otherwise your wife will get jealous and want a divorce."

"A morally upright female lead is still easy to manipulate, isn't she?"

"Okay, with you here, I don't need to think. Just call me if you need to fight."

The two were talking intensely when they heard a sharp shout from outside.

"Widow Yang! Are you home?"

Yang Fenglan pointed to herself: "Widow Yang? Are you calling me?"

Xu Yingying nodded, "Otherwise, who else could it be but me?"

Yang Fenglan: "..."

Even though she was thirty in her past life, wherever she went, people would call her "Miss" or "Beautiful lady".

And so she became Widow Yang!

"I want to see which rude bastard is it!" Yang Fenglan stormed out.

When she saw that the person who came was a tall, burly woman who looked to be around fifty years old, Yang Fenglan immediately grinned and said ingratiatingly, "Auntie, did you come to see me?"

Xu Yingying: Look at your cowardly appearance, you're really embarrassing me.

Yang Fenglan: Although the title "Widow Yang" is unpleasant to hear, she is quite large and burly.

When the woman saw Yang Fenglan come out, she immediately smiled and said, "I thought you weren't home. Oh, Yingying is here too. This child, she doesn't even know to come home. She's worried her grandma to death."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fenglan realized that the woman in front of her was Old Mrs. Xu from the Xu family in the same village, and now her best friend's grandmother.

Xu Yingying had guessed it too, but her original self had only returned last night and stayed at home for one night before going to the city to find her "parents". The original self didn't have much of an impression of the old lady in front of her.

So even though the other person was smiling, Xu Yingying didn't have much affection for her and stood aside without saying a word.

"Auntie, is there something you need from me?" Yang Fenglan asked.

"I heard your son hurt his leg, so I came to see him." Grandma Xu took out an egg. "I don't have anything good at home, but this egg was just taken out of the burrow and is still warm. Give it to the child to help him recover."

Eggs are a very precious commodity for ordinary families.

"I can't accept something for nothing," Yang Fenglan waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, Auntie, take it back."

"Oh, it's just a small token of my appreciation," the old woman said sincerely.

Yang Fenglan reached out her hand, but she didn't offer it to her. She could only awkwardly wipe her hands on her clothes and say, "Auntie, you really don't need to."

"Just take it, don't be so polite." Xu Yingying couldn't stand this hypocrisy, so she took the egg from Old Mrs. Xu's hand and stuffed it into Yang Fenglan's hand.

“That’s right, just take it if I give it to you.” Grandma Xu chuckled, her eyes full of reluctance to part with the egg.

Despite saying she was visiting a patient, Old Mrs. Xu didn't mention going inside to see the person. Instead, she pulled up a stool and sat down under the eaves.

There's a tendency for them to start having a long chat.

Yang Fenglan wasn't good at small talk, but since they had come to visit and brought gifts, she felt she should entertain them...

Wait, is she waiting for me to cook dinner?

Yang Fenglan's scalp began to tingle.

There's absolutely nothing left to eat at home.

"Um, Auntie..."

Yang Fenglan tried to break the awkward silence by starting a conversation, when Old Mrs. Xu spoke up: "I heard that your son's leg was broken?"

"Yes."

"What a despicable person! How could someone be so heartless as to do such a thing? Aren't they afraid of retribution?"

"Who says it isn't?"

"I heard that it was my granddaughter who saved Jingyi?" Old Mrs. Xu glanced at Xu Yingying, who was leaning against the wall. "Poor thing, luckily my Yingying was lucky, otherwise, your son would probably be... Look at my broken mouth, I can't speak properly, don't mind me."

Grandma Xu pretended to slap herself in the mouth.

“Strictly speaking, it was Jingyi who saved her, but your granddaughter is also a good person,” Yang Fenglan said with an awkward smile.