That night, Xiaoxiao returned to the village with Rong Yan.
It was strange. Fortune Village was clearly not his home, but Rong Yan felt calm.
Especially when he looked at the girl beside him.
Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed by Rong Yan's gaze and was a little afraid of being discovered by her eldest brother. Her second brother was more simple-minded, but she was not worried. He was counting how much money he could earn in the future.
Rong Yan asked, "Is it settled tomorrow?" Then, he stuffed something into her palm.
Xiaoxiao secretly glanced at her eldest brother, who was looking at the road, and covered her hand with her sleeve. "Yes, we'll sign the contract tomorrow and start teaching the day after tomorrow."
Before Rong Yan could continue asking, he heard Ning Anhui sigh. "I feel like I'm in a dream. It's as if our family didn't have enough to eat or wear yesterday. Suddenly, we set up a stall to earn money."