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

At the noodle stall, the two ordered two bowls of vegetarian noodles, each costing eight coins.

After warming her stomach with a bowl of hot soup, Yang Fenglan then talked to Xu Yingying about their future plans.

“Once the wheat is harvested, grain prices will definitely rise and fall. Time is running out, so stock up as much as you can. We don’t have any money right now, so we definitely won’t be able to buy cheap grain. We can only hope that prices don’t rise too quickly. Tomorrow you start making clay sculptures, and next time we go to the market, we’ll sell them together.”

Xu Yingying asked, "And what about you?"

“Let’s split up. You figure out how to make money first. Before the system is activated, I’ll take Shen Yu into the mountains again to try our luck and see if we can get rich overnight.”

"If not, then stock up on dried vegetables. Also, there's something else very important..."

Yang Fenglan, holding the bowl, shifted her position and moved closer to Xu Yingying.

Xu Yingying obediently pressed her ear against the wall.

Before they could even start talking, a coquettish voice was heard: "Oh, isn't this Xiao Yingying, the fake young lady of the Xiao family... Oh, no, she should be called Xu Yingying now."

The two looked over at the same time and saw a young woman dressed in a glamorous manner looking down at them with her nose in the air.

“Xu Daya, a real heiress,” Xu Yingying whispered to Yang Fenglan.

Yang Fenglan grew up in poverty, which led her to develop a rather tactful personality, and she never intentionally offended anyone.

Seeing that Xu Daya—now Xiao Mingzhu—was staring at them, Yang Fenglan slowly pushed the half-eaten bowl of noodles out of her hand.

He asked in a friendly tone, "Miss Xiao, would you like to try some noodles here?"

Xiao Mingzhu's face immediately darkened. Giving her leftover noodles, what did she take her for?

"Hmph, a poor person is a poor person, a worthless thing, all they can do is steal other people's identities to make a living. If it weren't for my mother stopping them, your grandmother would have been beaten to death by my grandmother's men long ago."

Xiao Mingzhu stayed in the Xu family for fifteen years, and was always beaten and scolded by Old Madam Xu. Her resentment was comparable to that of Sadako.

She not only resented Old Mrs. Xu, but also Xu's mother, blaming her for being incompetent, unable to provide her with a good life, and even unable to protect her.

She hated Xu Yingying even more, the fake heiress who took her place and enjoyed fifteen years of happiness for her.

Seeing her from afar, I couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

Xu Yingying's expression also turned sour. She slammed her hand on the table and stood up.

Standing at over 1.7 meters tall, he completely overwhelmed Xiao Mingzhu with his imposing presence, causing the latter to involuntarily take a few steps back. "W-what do you want to do?"

"Yingying!" Yang Fenglan was afraid that her best friend would cause trouble, so she quickly grabbed her. "Miss Xiao is right. You should ask your grandma to beat Grandma Xu to death so that you can get rid of the anger you've felt for the past ten years."

"I..." Xiao Mingzhu didn't know how to respond for a moment. After a long pause, she finally said, "I will, just you wait and see!"

After making those harsh words, seeing that Xu Yingying didn't say anything, Xiao Mingzhu had no reason to cause trouble, so she left.

Xu Yingying raised her fist defiantly, "I really want to beat her up!"

"Forget it, what is our status now? Do you think you're still that rich second-generation heir from your past life who could have everything settled by Xu Bapi?"

"..." Xu Yingying remained silent and buried her head in her noodles.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Yang Fenglan realized she had said the wrong thing and brought up something she shouldn't have. "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing." Xu Yingying took a deep breath and gave a forced smile. "You're rationally aiming to become a rich woman, so having you as my backer in the future isn't bad."

"Definitely!" Yang Fenglan patted her best friend on the shoulder. "Before, I always said I was a miserable person when I started working. Now, I understand what it really means to be a miserable person."

Xu Yingying could no longer bear the sorrow of missing her father and cried in the street while holding Yang Fenglan.

"From now on, it will just be the two of us relying on each other. Fenglan, if you become rich in the future, you won't abandon me, will you?"

"will not."

"Promise me, we'll grow old alone together, don't let any man take your place, sob sob..."

"it is good."

“You swear that whoever betrays you first will have to willingly call the other ‘father’.”

"it is good……"

Yang Fenglan already has a son, and it's her second marriage, so naturally she won't benefit any man.

Xu Yingying is different; she's young, beautiful, and when she reaches a certain age, she's bound to be in love.

So, she's determined to be a father.