The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205: Chapter 187, Differential Treatment_1

Yan Zhigao had taken another concubine, Madam Liao, but apart from Shuangxin Courtyard, the other branches of the Yan Family were hardly affected, and everyone went about their business as usual.

Madam Liao was a very low-key person. After moving into Shuangxin Courtyard, she went to the main courtyard every morning to pay her respects to Madam Li and barely set foot outside the western chamber any other time, never using her youth and beauty to create any disturbances.

This disappointed the Sun Family, who were looking forward to some drama.

They thought that since the main house had taken a new concubine, there ought to have been some commotion, but regrettably, the eldest sister-in-law and Aunt Lin seemed to have reached a tacit understanding and chose to ignore Madam Liao at the same time.

As for Madam Liao herself, she turned out to be of no use, merely possessing a pretty face in vain. It was said that her brother hadn’t even visited her room to this day.

Daohua didn’t pay much attention to these matters. After Dragon Boat Festival, the weather got hotter each day, leaving her listless and unwilling to move.

“Miss, the watermelons and grapes from the farm have been delivered.”

In early June, Wang Manman entered with a big watermelon in her arms, her face beaming with smiles.

Seeing the watermelon, Daohua’s spirits lifted: “Quick, put it in the well to chill, and we can eat it in a while.”

There were several acres on the farm dedicated to watermelons and grapes, which she had planted with seeds cultivated from the fertile soil in her space. They ripened earlier than those from other fields.

These acres of watermelons and grapes were not intended for sale; they were all to be enjoyed by her family or sent to some well-acquainted households.

“Sister Manman, let me do it!” said a maid with twin buns beside her, smiling.

Wang Manman didn’t refuse and quickly handed over the watermelon to her.

Several more people had joined Daohua’s courtyard now.

Apart from a gatekeeper, Wang Pozi, and two maids responsible for cleaning, there were also two maids about Daohua’s age, one named Guyu and the other named Lixia.

The one who just left with the watermelon was Lixia.

Wang Manman, having been with Daohua longer, was now the senior maid in Daohua’s room. Guyu and Lixia, being the newcomers, were second-tier maids under Wang Manman’s management. _{freёwebnovel.com}

Daohua then said to Wang Manman, “Go, have someone send some watermelons and a few baskets of grapes to Jingwan. That girl has been asking me for food a few days ago.”

Wang Manman smiled and left the room.

After she left, Daohua went to the study room with Guyu.

Guyu quickly arranged the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and asked with a smile, “Miss, are you going to write letters to the young masters?”

Daohua nodded while spreading out the paper: “My brothers haven’t been home for a long time. Now that the watermelons and grapes on the farm are ripe, we have to send them some.”

She also had to send some to Xiao Yeyang.

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A few days later, at Wangyue Academy.

Once the class ended, Yan Wenkai bolted toward the academy’s gate like a wild horse that had broken free.

Seeing his behavior, Xiao Yeyang and his companions shook their heads.

Su Hongxin said exasperatedly, “It’s just some fruits sent from home. Do you really need to be this excited?”

Yan Wenkai didn’t slow down; he shouted over his shoulder, “What do you know? The watermelons from our home are so refreshing. These days, practicing martial arts and sparring under the scorching sun has left my throat feeling like it’s about to emit smoke. This watermelon has arrived just in time to cool my heat.”

Soon, the group reached the academy’s entrance.

This time, Xiaoliu came to deliver the goods. On seeing Yan Wenkai and the rest, he promptly approached with a smile and paid his respects.

After several months of training, he was no longer the tearful, intimidated young boy on the streets. He had grown noticeably more confident and composed.

“This humble one greets the young masters.”

Knowing he was his younger sister’s man, Yan Wenkai gestured for him to rise, then moved toward the carriages parked behind.

Three carriages were piled high with goods.