Chapter 6 Hypocrisy
Ye Shengsong, having eaten her fill in the spatial dimension, put on the original owner's clothes and left the space. Following her memories, she arrived at the original owner's grandmother's house. The door was unlocked, so she walked right in.
Old Mrs. Ye heard the sound and came out of the house. Seeing Ye Shengsong, she put on a faint smile.
"Shengsong, are you feeling better?"
Ye Shengsong's face immediately showed guilt.
"Yes, I'm much better. Grandma, I've wasted money again. My body won't get better anyway, so please don't spend money on me anymore."
As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears, displaying a particularly sad and guilty demeanor. If only one could ignore the hands behind her back, pinching her thighs with all their might. Su Dan Novel Network.
Old Mrs. Ye hid the glint in her eyes and sighed.
"What nonsense are you talking about? As long as I have a breath left, I'll definitely treat your illness."
Ye Shengsong was a very sensitive person. She clearly saw the flicker of surprise in Old Mrs. Ye's eyes when she said she wouldn't seek treatment.
"Grandma doesn't have much money, and Mom and Dad need to support two younger brothers. I'm content to have lived this long with my frail body. The hospital's special medicine is too expensive, and I'm too ashamed to let Grandma pay for my treatment."
Old Mrs. Ye's smile stiffened when she heard the words "special medicine." The original owner wouldn't have noticed, but Ye Shengsong could, as she had seen too many people with ulterior motives visit her on her sickbed.
"Shengsong, you've just returned, so you should lie down for a while. Grandma will definitely cure you."
Ye Shengsong even saw a flicker of tears in Old Mrs. Ye's eyes, but the way she left without hesitation made Ye Shengsong narrow her eyes, her heart sinking further.
"Okay, Grandma. I'll get up later and help you light the fire."
From the moment she returned, her grandmother hadn't even asked if she had eaten. The original owner was also foolish, unable to see through such obvious hypocrisy.
Ye Shengsong returned to the original owner's room, a small space of about five to six square meters. There was only a worn-out bed, not even a chest to store belongings. The original owner's other set of clothes was placed by the pillow.
Although families were poor in this era, it wasn't to the extent of having no place to store clothes. She stepped forward and touched the thin quilt on the bed, which felt somewhat stiff. Could such a quilt withstand the winter here? She truly wondered how the original owner had survived all these years.
She knew she couldn't use her spatial dimension freely here and could only lie down on the bed. Her mind, however, was occupied with her future plans.
"Fengmei, has your Shengsong returned?"
"Caihua, you're here. Shengsong has returned. I was just about to steam her an egg custard to nourish her."
"Alas, Shengsong is fortunate to have you. Otherwise, she wouldn't have lived this long."
Hearing the voices, Ye Shengsong quickly searched her memories for who was speaking outside. She soon learned that the old woman named Caihua was Old Mrs. Ye's best friend. They had grown up together and even married into the same village. She lived next door but was considered someone who treated the original owner very well.
Ye Shengsong quickly walked out, offering a shy smile as she always had.
"Grandma Sun is here."
Sun Caihua saw Ye Shengsong and hurried over, taking her hand with concern.
"Shengsong, are you feeling better? You've lost more weight. I brought you two eggs, and you can have your grandma stew them for you to replenish your strength."
Ye Shengsong saw a familiar look of concern in this neighbor's eyes, the same look her family members would occasionally show in her past life. She was very familiar with it.
"Grandma Sun, I've already recovered a lot. Eggs are so precious; please take them back quickly for your grandsons to eat."
Sun Caihua waved her hand dismissively.
"What are those little rascals going to eat? Any more good things are just a waste. I'm always envious of my old friend having such a well-behaved granddaughter. Since I don't have a granddaughter, you should eat them. After all, they're a token of my affection."