Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich-Chapter 320 - 265 Male Bestie_3

Every year, he would bring flowers to her tombstone, but one time, his action was witnessed by her cheap elder sister who was deeply attracted to this man.

Only upon investigation did she realize that this man was an heir to a financial tycoon in the metropolis of Hong Kong.

The cheap elder sister mustered all her strength in an effort to enchant this man, unaware that he was already secretly investigating the cause of his confidante’s death.

He had begun to suspect this confidante’s cheap elder sister but, lacking sufficient evidence, he was of course not swayed by her allure.

The colder the man’s demeanor, the less he was affected by her attraction, the cheap elder sister fell even deeper in love with him. Entrapped by passion, she lost all her previous scheming ways and turned from a cunning woman into a foolish one.

After her death, Ye Shiqi entered this body, keeping the same name but changing the surname.

From then on, she had no more connections to her past life.

Ye Shiqi could never have dreamt that her male confidante would fall in love with her and torment the person who had harmed her in another way for her sake.

Ye Shiqi paused her drawing, rotating her tired wrist, when she heard someone calling her from the courtyard entrance.

The voices belonged to the other children in the village beckoning her to play, one of which was Granny Li’s granddaughter from next door.

Ye Shiqi had never rejected an invitation to play from the older girls in the village.

Rather than seeking out the elder sisters to play, the girls preferred Ye Shiqi’s company, and she integrated with them without any resistance.

Such grown children wouldn’t engage in dangerous activities, nor would they be as boisterous as the boys.

The girls sought Ye Shiqi’s company mainly to learn drawing and calligraphy or to listen to her play music.

The musical instruments at home, such as the pipa and guzheng, were too large to bring outside, but the flute was more portable. At her companions’ request, Ye Shiqi would play music for them, and the girls enjoyed dancing to the melodies, both their morning calisthenics and dances they had created themselves.

Ye Shiqi picked up her flute and stepped out lightly. Today, unlike usual, neither the elder sister nor the maids followed her; everyone was busy.

If it had been before, Mrs. Lai would have been on the porch keeping watch, chattering away incessantly.

With the weather turning cold, Mrs. Lai stayed by the stove in her room, and with the quieter outside sounds, her aging ears did not pick up the noise.

Arriving at the entrance, Ye Shiqi indeed saw the village girls there.

They surrounded her, all eagerly suggesting that they play together at the ancestral hall.

With the Spring Festival approaching, some of the idle elders led the children to the ancestral hall to practice the lion dance and taught them martial arts. freewebnσvel.cøm

These were activities for the boys and older men; the ancestral hall was not a place for women and girls to enter.

There were many surnames in the village, and not just one ancestral hall for each surname; the Ye family had several halls, some with different ancestors.

Ye Shiqi had no intention of going to the ancestral hall; as a girl, she had never entered and did not dare venture inside to see the tablets.

"Let’s not go there, shall we? How about we go to your house instead?"

Ye Shiqi made this suggestion to Granny Li’s granddaughter, who was among the other girls.

Among the girls gathered around her, there were also those of different surnames, but within the same village, girls of different surnames could still get along well.

These girls agreed not to go to the ancestral hall, as they couldn’t enter it either.

"We just want to play in the outer courtyard of the ancestral hall. It’s usually closed, but today it’s open and many children are playing there. Let’s go play in that courtyard, and we can also watch the men practice martial arts inside," said Granny Li’s granddaughter.

Ye Shiqi felt a surge of curiosity, having always wanted to learn martial arts, and wondered if the ancient martial arts might differ from the modern ones she had seen.

Perhaps the martial arts champions she had seen online were not as formidable as these ancient practitioners.

Ye Shiqi eagerly wanted to see just how profound the martial arts taught by the old farmers to the children were in this ancient, book-like world.

She also hoped to secretly learn a thing or two; as she grew older, she was no longer content with the skills she had acquired when she was younger.

In her reborn life here, she should integrate into this place and acquire some local skills.

As for needlework, she thought that just being able to mend would suffice, and it shouldn’t be a problem if she couldn’t embroider or make clothes.

With Ye Shiqi’s agreement, the girls were delighted, holding hands and walking through the village alleys together.

Ye Shiqi, wearing embroidered shoes, walked carefully, after all, the village alleys weren’t clean.

When they approached the ancestral hall, they heard the sound of drums coming from inside.

Entering the large courtyard of the ancestral hall, they found it bustling with activity. As winter had set in and school was out, and while some rich men’s children were sent to private schools and didn’t play with the poorer kids,

winter chores like herding cattle, goats, or collecting pigweed and firewood slowed down, leaving more time to play.

This was the most joyous time leading up to and following the Spring Festival.

Of course, it was also the peak season for businessmen, who were busy trying to make money for the new year.

The arrival of Ye Shiqi and the girls drew the children playing in the courtyard to a halt. Their gazes were fixed on the fair-skinned, prettily dressed girl surrounded by the female children, recognizing the little genius before them!