Chapter-40: she doesn't like me…
That's it, and he offered a high price. But, thinking about the long road ahead, Zaman Lark bought it anyway. Xavia found an excuse to come out, pulled her daughter into a dark place, and lowered her voice and said.
"Your grandmother is stubborn and holds the money tightly. Did your second aunt give you some money? Take some out so I can buy some necessities." Jessica Lark pursed her lips and took out a silver note from her purse.
"Let's buy some meat buns." It seems that meat buns have become a thorn in the side of many people. In prison, I watch the second wife eating meat buns every day. Those who can't eat them can't stop thinking about them.
Even Jessica Lark is craving for meat buns. Who would believe this if I tell others? Madam Lark felt unhappy, sour and bitter. She pampered her daughter, who she held in the palm of her hand, and required her to wear only silk and satin and eat only delicacies from land and sea.
But now, I actually want to eat greasy meat buns. "You...find a way to get along well with Wendy Lark. She..." Madam Lark paused and said with great difficulty, "She is a resourceful person. Maybe she can help you at a critical moment."
She reminded her daughter, "Besides, you are cousins, you should support each other." Jessica Lark looked confused, "I didn't help her in the past, so how can I ask her to help me now? Is that possible?" Madam Lark had a splitting headache.
This child had been smart and clever since childhood, but why was he so stubborn now? "It's about helping each other. You can help them drive the mule cart." It sounds nice, but in fact it's just hitchhiking, which is much better than walking.
She felt sorry for her spoiled daughter's suffering and was afraid that she couldn't hold on. Jessica Lark subconsciously looked at the shoes wrapped with cloth strips.
The shoes were worn out, so she could only tear off the fabric and tie the shoes with several layers so that she could barely walk. At this moment, my feet are covered with blisters, and it hurts so much that I cry when I pop the blisters.
"She doesn't like me." She was a little embarrassed.
"Is it difficult for you to have good relationships with others? You..." Madam Lark thought of how popular her daughter was in the past. Not only men admired her, but girls also flattered her. But now, none of these people came out to help.
"Don't think of yourself as one of the two beauties in the capital, the most honorable eldest daughter of the Lark family. Things are different now. Don't be too arrogant. Learn more from Wendy Lark.
Although she has many problems, she can eat and drink well, ride in a car, and even protect her family." Jessica Lark was silent.
A clear voice suddenly rang out, "Who is hiding in the dark? Come out!" The mother and daughter were startled. The eldest lady quickly wiped the mud on her hands and smeared it on her daughter's fair face.
When you are in trouble, being too beautiful is a curse rather than a blessing. The two of them walked out covered in dust, with their heads lowered, and said cautiously.
"Sir, the elder at home is angry, we dare not discuss things in front of her, so we are thinking about where to get a few pairs of thick-soled shoes." Upon hearing this, the official didn't even bother to look at their faces.
He quickly glanced at the tattered embroidered shoes on their feet, and his eyes lit up, "There are cloth shoes, a pair of half a coin of silver." Madam Lark gasped. It's so expensive? Why don't you just go and rob it?
But, I have to buy them, because the shoes given by relatives and friends are all embroidered shoes, which look good but are not practical. Of course, we can't blame them. They have no experience in exile.
"Then, give me five pairs." Her heart was bleeding as she gave him the money. These officials were all vampires! They wanted money for everything and sold it at a very high price.
Wendy Lark slept on the soft bed, had no dreams all night, and slept until dawn. She was woken up by Mary, who gently wiped Wendy Lark's face with a wet and wrung-out towel,
"Hurry up it's time to set off. We have to walk a long way today, and we must get to the post station before dark." Wendy Lark sobered up a little, took the towel and wiped it carefully, then looked outside. It was still daybreak.
As soon as she put on her clothes, the mouthwash cup was handed to her. She rinsed her mouth roughly and chewed some tea leaves to freshen her mouth. Mary stuffed a pancake into her hand and she ate while walking.
By the time the mother and daughter left, almost everyone had arrived. When the Lark family saw them, they turned their heads and pretended not to see them. Wendy Lark walked over slowly. Hey, her mule cart had changed a lot.
It had a thatched roof, which kept it warm in winter and cool in summer. It was nice. Wilson Lark that was standing next to the mule cart was very proud. It was the result of his work all night.
"I laid a layer of tarpaulin under the thatch and put two rainproof curtains next to the car windows. So we don't have to worry about rain. Now all the unnecessary things are tied to the roof."
This would not be done in a short time. He was still wearing shackles. Wendy Lark was a little surprised. "When did you get up? Why didn't you rest for a while? Your hands..."
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