"Sweet Girl, let me do it. You don't have to help me."
Chen Xiaolan had already taken the money, so she couldn't bring herself to let Sweet Girl do the work.
Sweet Girl smiled. "I always help my sister when she crushes the soapberries."
As she spoke, she skillfully took out the soapberries. It was clear she did this kind of work often.
Sweet Girl didn't have any ulterior motives.
She knew her sister needed these soapberries. She just thought that if she helped, they could prepare more. Then, when her sister made the facial soap, she could sell it for a higher price.
She didn't have any other special skills, so all she could do was work a little harder to lighten her sister's burden.
She was still too young, and there was only so much she could do.
Seeing that Sweet Girl genuinely wanted to help, Chen Xiaolan didn't try to stop her again.
