Rebirth: She Became a Beautiful and Cool Bigshot-Chapter 270: Shen Ci’s Second Elder Sister

Meng Chuyue had not planned to use the vegetables from Song Family’s Medicine Garden for her own meals.

She still preferred to eat the produce from her own space.

Her picking the vegetables served as a cover, and was also due to boredom.

So she picked a little here, and a little there, inadvertently picking too much.

Xiao Yuan couldn’t help but remind her as she looked at the half-full bamboo basket of vegetables, "Um, Miss Meng, these vegetables will not be fresh by tomorrow. If you’d like, I can pick some fresh ones for you in the morning."

Meng Chuyue’s mouth twitched slightly, "Heh, I forgot, this is not my family’s garden, nor do I have so many people to dine with me. Haha, maybe I should share some with you to take home?"

Xiao Yuan quickly shook her head, "We can’t just take vegetables from the garden for free, we’ll be punished."

Meng Chuyue was astonished, then thought the rule made sense, and said helplessly, "So they must go to waste? Never mind, I’ll take them back and pickle them. After that, I can share some with you. That shouldn’t break the rules, right?"

"That wouldn’t. Thank you, Miss Meng."

"Stop." Meng Chuyue frowned, "Just call me Chuyue, I don’t like being called Miss Meng."

"Alright, Mr. Chuyue."

Meng Chuyue, "..."

Why were they so quaint?

All Mrs. Song’s rules?

Really... quite interesting.

Meng Chuyue handed the basket of vegetables to Xiao Yuan, "I’m going to wander around here, you take the basket back first, then take me to see the fruit seedling cultivation base."

She was eager to discover why the seeds of Space fruit wouldn’t grow into seedlings.

In her previous life...

She had actually cultivated seedlings from seeds in her space.

Hadn’t each attempt been successful?

Could it be that it only worked inside the space and not outside?

Did that mean the prospect of her and Han Zheng’s envisioned second-generation Space fruit farm was doomed?

That would be unfortunate.

It was one less good way to make money.

Xiao Yuan returned quickly.

She took Meng Chuyue to a shaded pavilion in the Medicine Garden.

"This is the place. The person in charge here is our second young miss."

Meng Chuyue had intended to inquire about Shen Ci’s biological father’s family later on but became curious when she heard Xiao Yuan’s comment, "How many children do your master and mistress have in total?"

"There are three. The eldest miss is already married, while the second and third misses have no betrothal yet."

Meng Chuyue did not expect Xiao Yuan’s single sentence to nip her probing in the bud.

She helplessly changed the subject, "Is the second miss good-tempered? If not, I’d better be careful with what I say when I meet her, hmm, and speak as little as possible."

Xiao Yuan was amused by Meng Chuyue.

She found Meng Chuyue to be quite entertaining.

She smiled and said, "All our young misses have good tempers."

Afterwards, she whispered a reminder, "The master has a good temper too, it’s just that the young master nephew can be a little difficult."

She knew it was forbidden to say such things, but she liked Meng Chuyue and couldn’t help but express her goodwill.

Meng Chuyue could appreciate the value of Xiao Yuan’s reminder, even though she didn’t need it,

She whispered her thanks, "Thank you, I will give you extra pickles that I’ve made myself."

Xiao Yuan was again amused.

However, she didn’t make a sound.

Because at this point, she didn’t know how delicious Meng Chuyue’s pickles were and thought Meng Chuyue was only joking.

Meng Chuyue entered a small brick and tile house next to the shaded pavilion, and from among the dozen or so people inside, immediately recognized the Song family’s second young miss.

Not only because her attire was different and more lavish than the others but mainly because her face bore a three-part resemblance to Shen Ci.

Primarily the similarity lay in their eyes and the air between them.

However, she belonged to the delicate and weak type, and without prior knowledge, most people would not detect her resemblance to Shen Ci.

The second miss of the Song family was called Song Enzhi, and she was staring blankly at a small sprout before her. Seeing Xiao Yuan bringing Meng Chuyue over, she paused and, looking into Meng Chuyue’s eyes, asked, "Are you Meng Chuyue?"