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

Half a minute passed, the blood had congealed, but the sphere showed no reaction whatsoever.

Xu Yingying squeezed out another drop of blood, and Yang Fenglan screamed in pain, but the ball still didn't react, and not a single drop of blood could seep in.

"How could this happen..." Xu Yingying frowned deeply.

"Maybe I'm just too unlucky. The system doesn't recognize me. Try using yours." Yang Fenglan grabbed Xu Yingying's hand and pricked her fingers with a thorn.

Although it was for the system and for my future, the feeling of revenge was really exhilarating.

Similarly, Xu Yingying's blood droplets had no effect.

Xu Yingying: "Could it be that we really have to use menstrual blood?"

Yang Fenglan: "..."

Xu Yingying: "Or, it's urine-absorbing, try peeing on it?"

Yang Fenglan: "..."

Impossible. The author would never use such a vulgar method to activate the system.

Surely we can't use the female lead's blood?

Unable to find anything, the two best friends went their separate ways.

Yang Fenglan placed the round ball under her pillow, planning to secretly try it with Shen Yu's blood when she had the chance.

Shen Yu continued embroidering inside the room.

Yang Fenglan watched for a while, and the embroidery skills were simply exquisite.

The handkerchiefs embroidered in the basket all feature patterns of plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums.

"Xiaoyu, did someone give you this pattern?"

"I drew it myself."

"That's amazing."

"..." Shen Yu glanced at Yang Fenglan speechlessly.

Anyone who was taught to do needlework from a young age could draw these things.

I don't know what's so praiseworthy about it.

Yang Fenglan choked for a moment.

The original owner could do these things too, but for her, she could only rely on memory and muscle reflexes; her own instincts wouldn't allow her to sew.

Seeing the tiny needles darting between Shen Yu's slender fingertips, Yang Fenglan couldn't help but silently pray: "Prick your hand, prick your hand."

This will allow you to collect blood.

How much can you get for embroidering a handkerchief?

"Four or five coins, while those with more complex designs and higher-quality materials range from seven or eight coins to more than ten coins."

"Oh, I've only ever made clothes and shoes for people. I've only ever embroidered flowers on clothes, not on handkerchiefs."

Shen Yu didn't speak.

Yang Fenglan then asked, "Tomorrow is the market day. I'm planning to take that small bag of dried honeysuckle to sell. Are you going to deliver it? If so, let's go to the market together tomorrow."

"I've made plans to go with my girlfriends. If you're going, you can go ahead first."

"alright."

Yang Fenglan tried to distract Shen Yu by chatting with her, but seeing that Shen Yu was completely absorbed in embroidery and barely paying attention to her, she gave up on the idea.

There's plenty of time; we'll figure out a way to activate the system.

"Mother," Zhou Jingyi suddenly called out.

"what?"

As soon as Yang Fenglan turned around, she saw Zhou Jingyi looking at them with gentle eyes, his eyes sparkling with stars and filled with joy.

Although his complexion wasn't great due to the injury, he still exuded youthful charm when he smiled.

"Nothing, I just wanted to call you."

"I can't stand it." Yang Fenglan rolled her eyes and walked away.

Zhou Jingyi laughed even harder.

Since we got married, this family has been a complete mess.

The daughter-in-law disliked her mother's bad temper, saying she was too controlling.

The mother disliked her daughter-in-law for her bad character and lack of filial piety.

In short, the wife has a small argument every three days and a big argument every two days, while the mother cries every three days and a big cry every two days.

Unexpectedly, after he broke his leg, the two of them got together.

It was worth it.

Yang Fenglan returned early today and still had some time, so she went to check on the wheat in the field.

The area surrounding Qingshui Village is covered with endless wheat fields, a sight worth seeing if you're a tourist.

But once you're in it, you realize that life is too bitter.

The wheat is yellower than it was a few days ago, but many of the husks are empty.

Three mu of land will probably only yield about 300 jin, which won't make much money at all.