Pastoral Little Lady

Piao Piao wandered around as a lonely ghost for hundreds of years, and occasionally got a new life, but she was reborn into a little girl with yellow hair who was hungry. But Piao Piao is in a good mood, and so is the little girl. I have brains and hands, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to make a living for myself. The key point is that the family members are quite worry-free. Ruan's father has to work and is away from home on weekdays. Ruan's mother has to worry about the food in the fields. Grandma does not work. The two younger brothers are cute and sensible. Although the eldest sister's personality is not as good as Ruan Luyi, it is not a big problem. However, the big problem was that he was in debt, borrowed a house, and was ostracized by the villagers. If you owe money, pay it back. If you live in someone else's shabby house, pay it back. As for those forgetful "white-eyed wolves" in the village, they are not hopeless. So all in all, there is only one real problem, and that is making money, making money, making money. [The white-eyed wolf of the villagers] On Ruan Lu's first day out, he was excitedly going to dig out bird's nests and pick fruits for his two younger brothers when he was caught by the so-called owner of the fruit tree. He grabbed Ruan hope with his left hand and pulled Ruan Yun with his right hand, spitting and scolding Ruan Lu, "You are a heartless brat who eats and lives in our village, and now he comes to steal things. He is born of his mother but not his mother." "The bridge in your village and the road in your village were built by our Ruan family!" Ruan Lu replied unconvinced. Ma and the people watching the show stared blankly, not knowing how to respond. [Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger] After Ruan Lu made the fruit into preserves, she was worried about not finding a buyer when shopkeeper Chen came to her. "Girl, how do you sell this preserved fruit of yours?" Shopkeeper Chen waited anxiously for Ruan Lu's answer. "This preserved fruit is not for sale. We will only supply it to Xu Ji from now on." Ruan Lu looked at shopkeeper Chen. "Girl, don't sell it to Xu Ji. You see, Xu Ji's store is a rag, so poor. You don't know what day it will be stolen from you." Shopkeeper Chen persuaded sadly. "Look at our store. The decoration is very high-end. Let's do this. Uncle Chen will give you a price of 500 yuan per pound, and you can sell it to Uncle Chen." "Ah? Uncle Chen, you, aren't you more picky than Xu Ji? Xu Ji gave you a pound and three taels of silver." Ruan Lu said embarrassedly. "That's good, I'll give you five taels and forget about the loss." Shopkeeper Chen rubbed his hands and gritted his teeth. "Okay then." Ruan Lu secretly chuckled.