Chapter 107: The Farmer and the Snake
Tong Yao remained silent, directing Si Xiaohui to unload the things. He Fang stood awkwardly to the side, wanting to help but unsure where to start, relegated to the level of bystander.
From brewing the milk tea to packaging it, Tong Yao and Si Xiaohui worked smoothly together, leaving He Fang sidelined and ignored. Lost and unsure of what to do, this situation was not as she had anticipated. She was expecting Tong Yao to arrive late and vent out her anger by saying some harsh words, giving her a chance to voice her displeasure.
But the tables turned now; she was the one caught off guard instead.
He Fang started questioning whether Tong Yao had somehow caught on to her plans. Indecision twisted her face as though tied with hemp rope. Finally, unable to contain herself, she forced a strained smile and pulled Tong Yao aside.
"Girl, come here for a moment, I have something to discuss with you."
Tong Yao handed the ladle to Si Xiaohui and followed He Fang under a large tree, "Sister Fang, just say whatever you want to say!"
"Girl, I want to discuss something with you," He Fang began, buying herself a moment with a few uneasy chuckles. With a troubled expression, she continued, "Girl, when I got home yesterday, my husband had a talk with me. He mentioned you renting the house and my wages. He feels that the pay is unreasonable and hopes that you could increase it a bit."
She wasn’t sure why, but He Fang always felt nervous when talking with Tong Yao, even though Tong Yao was younger than her. She nervously fiddled with her shirt collar, her limbs rigid and frozen in place.