While peeling longans, He Qiaoyun observed Tian Tian and noticed that Tian Tian was eating faster.

"Tian Tian, ​​why aren't you eating lunch?" she asked.

Tian Tian didn't say anything, but silently ate the fruit and spat out the pits.

Before long, the fruit peels in front of He Qiaoyun piled up into a small mountain. She stopped peeling the fruit, but Tian Tian was still not satisfied and stared at her blankly.

"You can't eat anymore, it's too heaty and will make you feel hot."

Tian Tian nodded gently, without saying a word, her brows lowered.

He Qiaoyun noticed that Tian Tian's hair was a bit messy. She reached out her hand, but Tian Tian instinctively dodged away, her body trembling slightly and her expression somewhat frightened.

“Your hair is messy, let me fix it for you,” He Qiaoyun explained.

Tian Tian turned to look at her, her eyes filled with complex and unfathomable emotions.

He Qiaoyun asked, "Are you acting like this because someone bullied you or hit you on the head?"

Upon hearing this, Tian Tian's pupils contracted slightly, and she seemed to hold her breath, remaining frozen in place.

Seeing that she didn't respond, He Qiaoyun said, "Isn't that right?"

"Sister Qiaoyun, the fruit you ordered is here." Ding Ruolian came over carrying a plate of fruit.

When Tian Tian saw Ding Ruolian, she immediately became reserved again.

He Qiaoyun glanced at Ding Ruolian, then picked up a fork, stabbed a piece of watermelon, and then, as if thinking of something, put down the watermelon and replaced it with cantaloupe, handing it to Tian Tian, ​​"Eat some watermelon."

Since her food poisoning, she has been extremely careful about what she eats.

Longan is too hot and watermelon is too cold. Combining these two fruits with different properties can easily cause stomach upset, and it's even worse for a child's delicate digestive system.

Tian Tian took the fork, took a small bite of the cantaloupe, and chewed it slowly.

Ding Ruolian asked, "Sister Qiaoyun, aren't you busy?"

He Qiaoyun then glanced at the time. "Oh dear, I almost forgot the time. I have to go now."

She stood up and noticed that Tian Tian was clutching the hem of her clothes. She smiled and said, "Tian Tian, ​​Aunt He has to go back and get busy. She'll come back when she's done, okay?"

Tian Tian hesitated for a moment, then loosened her grip on her clothes, lowered her head, and remained silent.

After waving goodbye, He Qiaoyun left the villa.

Seeing He Qiaoyun leave, Ding Ruolian abandoned her pretense and revealed her true nature, snatching the fork from Tian Tian's hand. "What are you eating? I cut this. Do you deserve to eat it? Go and clean up all the trash on the table!"

Tian Tian got up, picked up the trash can, and put the longan peels on the table into the trash can.

A few fruit peels accidentally fell to the ground, and the next second, Ding Ruolian's slap landed on Tian Tian's head.

"Useless! You can't even do this right! You've made the floor dirty. Do you know how hard it is for me to get up and clean the floor every day?"

Tian Tian seemed to be used to being hit, and covered her head without saying a word.

Just then, her phone rang. She pointed at Tian Tian irritably, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pick it up!"

After saying that, she dragged herself to the living room, answered a call on her phone, and took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer inside the coffee table, lighting it.

"Son, what's the matter?" Her tone was very cheerful.

Soon, the room was filled with the smell of secondhand smoke, which was so strong and pervasive that it was almost suffocating.

After cleaning up the trash, Tian Tian was about to go upstairs.

Ding Ruolian reached out to stop her, smiling as she spoke on the phone, "Are you having fun abroad? Tell Mom about anything that's made you happy..."

Looking at Ding Ruolian's smiling face, Tian Tian felt a sense of dread. In the past, when Ding Ruolian smoked, she would always make Tian Tian reach out her hand to catch the ash.

Seeing that Tian Tian was unmoved, Ding Ruolian frowned in displeasure and kicked her.

Tian Tian tremblingly held out her hands, making a small bowl shape, in front of her.

Ding Ruolian's brows relaxed, and she gently flicked off her cigarette ash. "Okay, have fun, have a good time. If you need more money, just tell Mom..."

The cigarette ash fell into Tian Tian's palm, and the ash, which was not completely extinguished, burned her palm. She subconsciously dodged, causing the ash behind to fall to the ground.

When Ding Ruolian saw this, her brows furrowed again. Tian Tian was so frightened that she dared not move, her heart pounding incredibly fast.

"Okay, Mom has to go now, I have something to do." After saying that, Ding Ruolian hung up the phone, threw the phone on the sofa, and her expression changed drastically, becoming fierce.

"Are you sick? You can't even handle a little dust? Do you know how hard it is for me to clean your house all day long? Can't you be a little more careful?!" Ding Ruolian yelled at her.

Startled, Tian Tian reached out and grabbed her skirt, her voice full of pleading, "Aunt Ding, please don't hit me..."

This grab made Ding Ruolian even angrier, and she slapped her on the head. "This nightgown of mine is silk! It's very expensive! If it gets dirty, you'll have to pay for the dry cleaning!"

Tian Tian was so thin and frail that she staggered backward after being slapped, almost falling to the ground.

Seeing her like this, Ding Ruolian laughed mockingly, "What are you pretending for?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her phone rang again.

Frustrated, she walked to the sofa, picked up her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and for some reason, subconsciously extinguished the cigarette in her hand before answering the call.

She immediately changed her expression, forcing a smile: "Sister Qiaoyun, what's wrong?"

He Qiaoyun: "Did I leave my bag behind? Can you help me look for it?"

Ding Ruolian looked around the living room and dining room. "No, did you leave it somewhere else?"

He Qiaoyun: "Then I'll look again..."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Ruolian was inexplicably angry. Her previously carefree and comfortable life had been ruined by that bitch He Qiaoyun, leaving her constantly on edge, afraid that He Qiaoyun would suddenly return and witness something terrible...

Tian Tian looked at her timidly.

She walked over, grabbed Tian Tian's hair, and said fiercely, "It's all your fault! Why didn't you drown? What are you doing still alive?!"

Tian Tian's face scrunched up in pain.

Ding Ruolian released her grip when she saw that she was about to give up. "Get out!"

She clapped her hands, thinking to herself that she needed to be more discreet in the future, otherwise, if she got caught, it would be a real disaster, possibly even landing her in jail...

*

He Qiaoyun searched for her bag in the car for a long time before realizing she had left it at the fruit shop.

She went back to get her bag, then returned to the orchard, and delivered another basket of fruit to the fruit shop in town. She was busy all day, and a magnificent sunset hung overhead.

When they returned to the orchard, the helpers rested in front of the small house. Baskets of longan were piled up on the open ground in front of the door. She found a large piece of plastic sheeting and covered the fruit to prevent it from getting wet in the rain.

The wages were settled daily. After counting the number of people, she transferred the wages to them via WeChat.

"Everyone has worked hard. If you can come tomorrow, let me know on WeChat."

After finishing her work in the orchard, she went to the greenhouse.

The helpers who had been spreading fertilizer finished their work on time and were sitting on the edge of the field waiting for her to come and collect their wages.

It wasn't completely dark yet, and she could clearly see a hole in the roof of the second greenhouse.

She pointed to the torn membrane and asked, "How did it tear here?"

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