Chapter 780: The Unlucky Twin Sister (9)
Pei QianLann felt ashamed and threw down the hoe and ran away.
Pei Qianyan actually tricked her, just as cunning and detestable as in the previous life. No matter what, she would not go down to work in the fields again. Want her to work? Dream on.
Little did she know, Qiann Yan’s purpose had already been achieved.
Aunt Zhang and the others exchanged glances; Pei QianLann’s reputation was already not good, and today’s incident of openly pretending to faint left a deep impression on everyone.
"This little girl Lann is beyond saving."
Qiann Yan: "Looks like she’s determined to depend on me for a lifetime."
The villagers who were about to disperse to work became curious, and Aunt Zhang quickly asked, "Yan, what’s going on? I thought it was very strange that you dragged her out to work. Your mom usually spoils her so much, how could she bear to let her work in the field?"
"You all know I got accepted into university and will soon be leaving for school." Seeing everyone nod, looking envious, Qiann Yan continued, "But my parents said once I leave, I can’t take care of her. She’s reluctant to let me go, so they want me not to attend university."
Aunt Zhang jumped in shock: "Are Yang Chunhua and her husband out of their minds? Our village has only one university student, and they won’t let her go to school?"
"If she were my child, I would sell everything to send her to school. Graduating from university means getting an office job, which is much better than farming. We farmers spend our whole lives farming, what future is there? Yang Chunhua and her husband are outrageous, saying such terrible things for Little Girl Lann."
Qiann Yan: "She doesn’t work hard in school; she can’t get into university herself and wants to stop me from going. I’m not willing to let that happen."
"Dear uncles and aunties, you’ve all watched me grow up. Since I was three, I helped clean the house. By five, I could cook, feed the pigs and poultry, and even weed in the fields. The older I got, the more chores were assigned to me. When I was young, my mom kept telling me I owed my sister, that I should do these things. For more than ten years, I worked hard and willingly did all these. My sister never lifted a finger. Even if it was a debt, it should have been repaid by now."
"Instead, they went even further, wanting to tie me to this life for good. Studying, going to university, moving to the city, that’s my dream. I don’t want to give up."
This was also the original character’s dream. Studying was what she loved most to do.
Aunt Zhang wiped her tears upon hearing this. The villagers saw each other every day; every household knew these things.
Behind closed doors, there was much gossip about Yang Chunhua’s two daughters.
Nowadays, people value hard work. Pei QianLann’s lazy behavior, if she were a man, could only be described with one word—loafer.
"Let’s forget the past. I just want to go to school," said Qiann Yan, "so I brought her to the fields, hoping she could do what she can and take care of herself."
"Who knew... she would pretend to faint."
"She’s lazy, unmotivated, unambitious, and tries to drag me down. There’s no sense in it."
"Whether she learns to be independent or not, I am going to school. Do you all think I still owe them?"
The villagers sighed, feeling very sympathetic towards Qiann Yan, shaking their heads. Owe what? This girl has never stopped working since she was three. Such a good girl, and yet Yang Chunhua favors a lazy, greedy, and witless daughter. She’s blind.
"Yan, you go to school. Don’t miss the opportunity for university. If you have any difficulties, find the village head. We’ll gather funds for your tuition."
Qiann Yan bowed to the villagers: "Dear uncles and aunties, rest assured, if I can make it out of here, I will not forget my hometown."
Inside the Wish Space, Pei Qianling’s eyes turned red as she watched this scene unfold. She used to think the same.
There were times when villagers wanted to help gather tuition for her, but with one family disaster after another, she couldn’t ignore the situation and leave.
Sometimes she thought the village’s uncles and aunties cared more for her than her own parents.
She truly hadn’t received any love from her parents since she was young, but thankfully she had a caring younger brother, which helped ease her heart.
If it weren’t for her brother’s concern, she might have given up long ago.