Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich
Chapter 395 - 290 Noise_3

Chapter 395: Chapter 290 Noise_3

Sharing the same surname and ancestry, there’s an ancestral tomb of the great-grandfather where ten thousand kinsmen gather to worship in a distant place, yet in the village, they don’t share the same ancestral hall.

Having the same surname doesn’t necessarily mean closeness.

Just look at the way these girls look at them; their eyes are filled with disdain!

"You finally made it, we thought you were too scared to come!"

A plump-faced girl huffed, her chubby figure suggesting she might be in her early teens, but she was just 12 years old.

"Pfft, upstarts like you can’t compare to our family’s wealth, do you see? The red packets from our lion dance are even bigger."

The girl who spoke should also be around ten years old, but unlike the previous plump one, she had a sharp face and a pointed forehead, and her eyes looked arrogantly upwards, resembling triangular eyes.

"Just let them see what true wealth is. To think their family could be called wealthy!"

The girl speaking should be about eight or nine years old. She shared a resemblance to the first girl in stature, only she wasn’t as tall.

"Others call them wealthy, as if they truly were. They’re just slightly better off than the poor and yet they act so noble!"

The little girl speaking was only around five or six years old, just a half-grown child, yet her words were so sharp and bitter, truly showing the influence of the company one keeps.

These five girls didn’t share the same father, and they had even more sisters, some older and already married, and others too young to join them today.

They might be sisters but did not look alike; had it not been well known in the village that they dwelt in the same house as Ladies, one might think they were just visiting relatives.

Considering themselves Misses from a wealthy family, they seldom ventured out but would make a conspicuous appearance at important festivals.

It was hard not to recognize them, and the impression they left in people’s minds was decidedly unfavorable.

When Ye Shiqi and her sisters approached, they were greeted not with kind words or New Year’s blessings.

As they anticipated on their way over, it turned out these girls couldn’t stop spewing filth even during the New Year’s festivities.

"Roar roar roar roar, haughty and ugly women, don’t you look at your own hideous appearances? Whether other families are wealthy or not, it’s none of your business."

Ye Shiqi and her four sisters had not yet countered or even paid any heed to these few people.

They then heard a familiar voice from a youth behind them, uttering words that won admiration.

This was simply the thought of Ye Shiqi and her four sisters, along with the girls who had come with them.

The group of five Misses who were spoken to in such a manner by a man were terribly offended.

They glanced at the one speaking; they knew him, a poor lad.

Big Pancake Face was the first to get upset, muttering annoyed grievances. Wasn’t arguing something anyone could do?

"Hmph, so it turns out he’s an admirer of someone. No wonder he speaks up for that person. With you acting as a guard, do you think anyone will look up to you? Poor trash!"

Ye Jiaxing’s eyes mocked, "You... monster!"

"Oh wow, I’m a monster, and I don’t even want you; you guard others, don’t bother! They won’t want you."

Big Pancake Face’s face turned red with anger even in winter. Already naturally plump and sensitive to the cold, dressed in so many layers, she resembled a round ball.

Her clothes, which were red, used one and a half times the fabric of those worn by girls her age.

Ye Shiqi estimated her weight to be around 100 kilograms.

Though she had seen a 300-pound fatty in modern times, that person was older than her. This was ancient times, after all!

Most girls were thin, with the slightly plump ones considered healthy and well-raised, but her extreme obesity was unusual.

Ye Jiaxing...: "Fatso, you’re so ugly, who would want you? Anyone who likes you must be an idiot, careful not to crush them!"

When this girl spoke so badly of their sisters, Ye Luoqi, as the eldest, stepped up to protect her siblings. If it were just a war of words, she might have spoken up.

But with such hefty adversaries, she had to be cautious lest they physically lash out at her sisters.

It’s not that girls don’t feel pain when they fight. Although the sisters had practiced health exercises and Ye Luoqi was strong, she lacked confidence in withstanding the force of someone as heavy as a mountain.

She feared they would use their weight, not just their fists. How could her and her sisters’ petite frames withstand these heavyweights?

Ye Jiaxing spoke up and began to quarrel with the other party.

Ye Luoqi didn’t feel happy to have someone help but felt implicated in public as the target of insults, which was an unpleasant experience.

Especially concerning a girl’s reputation, she, nearing 11, understood it well.

Ye Luoqi knew about her fate, which might be in her family’s hands, but she didn’t want it tarnished by others, as it could worsen her destiny.

Since her family’s living conditions improved, sparing her from hardship and allowing her to learn to read and write, she held hopes for a future not so rife with sorrow.