A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

Chapter 328 Seeking Water and Forced Accompaniment

"Miss Wen, shall we go together?"

Just as Wen Meijiu was chatting and laughing with the young men, a charming greeting suddenly came from behind.

She turned around and saw Yiran, with Young Master Wang standing beside her.

"Yes, let's go together."

Art didn't let her off the hook either. Just as she was thinking about how to refuse the two of them, Art came over and stood right next to her.

They paired up, still smiling as they glanced at the young master Wang beside them.

Young Master Wang didn't show any particular attitude; he simply lowered his eyelashes, looked at the ground in front of him, and remained indifferent.

"No need, the villagers still need your help. They are having trouble getting water right now, and it's a chaotic time."

I'm used to enjoying fine wine alone, and I really don't like having a pair of them placed beside me so that I can shine and be highlighted.

Upon hearing this, Art panicked; he had come specifically for the warm wine.

He tugged at Wen Meijiu's sleeve and said to her:

"No, we can't even get food now, so what's the point of talking about chaos? We'll all die without water anyway."

"That's right, Miss Wen, we're also bored, so we came to help out and do something for everyone."

She followed Young Master Wang as he was coming, and she wouldn't leave until he gave the order.

"If you want to help, you can go and help the village chief. We have enough people to find water."

Besides, it's not even certain if we can find them. The village chief is more reliable. If you go, you'll be backing him up, and those old men might get scared and agree."

Wen Meijiu's reluctance was written on her face. As she spoke, she turned slightly to the side; she didn't like to make herself uncomfortable.

"It's better to rely on yourself than on others. Miss Wen, please take us with you, I beg you."

I never would have guessed that he was still so patient with this matter, even humbly begging for Wen Meijiu.

Wen Meijiu thought that this was a rare and precious scene. She had never begged her like this even when she had done something wrong. It seemed that the power of love was truly great.

"Yes, she's right, girl, just agree to go with us."

Knowing that Wen Meijiu was stubborn at heart, A Te, in order to go with her, actually stood on Yi Ran's side for the first time and echoed her words.

Wen Meijiu couldn't help but glance at him, almost rolling her eyes. Suppressing her discomfort, she tried to keep her tone calm yet decisive:

"Since you three get along so well, why don't you form a small team and go find it yourselves?"

"You're not scared anymore, are you?"

Young Master Wang, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly flicked his sleeve and spoke.

What, scared? What's she scared of?

What does he mean by this?

Lifting her eyelids to look at Young Master Wang, Wen Meijiu didn't stand on ceremony and asked in return:

"I have nothing to be afraid of, so what do I have to fear?"

He turned slightly to the side, straightening his back ramrod straight, a mocking look appearing on his face, and said slowly:

"Of course you're afraid we'll steal your credit, otherwise why would you stop us from going with you?"

Haha, this is the biggest joke Wen Meijiu ever heard.

Does she still care about that little bit of credit?

If she hadn't known they were unlikely to find a water source, she wouldn't have bothered to contribute her time and effort.

"I never expected Young Master Li to have such thoughts, hehe."

Since Young Master Li is so eager to make a contribution, let's work together and see who finds the water source first.

"Alright, let's have a water-finding competition. Whoever wins first gets to..."

Halfway through his sentence, Art looked around and suddenly his gaze fell on Yiran's head, where a silver hairpin was stuck in the back of her head.

This was on the road of fleeing famine. In the past, people did not wear any headdresses, for fear that thieves would covet them.

These past two days, she suddenly changed her personality and started to dress herself up intentionally or unintentionally. Even though it was just a silver hairpin, it was already quite eye-catching among the group of people.

"Whoever wins will take this silver hairpin."

Art pointed at the still-present silver hairpin, secretly plotting his next move. He was determined to be the first to find a water source, even just a little bit, so he could get the silver hairpin and give it to Wen Meijiu.

Deep down, Art was quite confident in himself, believing that with his strong survival skills in the wild, this was nothing to worry about.

"No, this is mine."

Still a little angry, she reached up and covered the hairpin on the back of her head. She did have some treasures, but not many.

As for valuable items, she knew that Wen Meijiu had far more than her; she had given her everything she had stolen from the bandits.

Many people know about this, including Art and Young Master Wang.

Art was biased towards Wen Meijiu, and since she couldn't rely on him, she could only turn her pitiful gaze to the young master Wang standing beside her.

"No."

Young Master Wang didn't look at Yiran, as if he could read her mind and shared her thoughts. Yiran smiled slightly, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

She felt that Young Master Wang was protecting her.

"If we win, she'll have to swap clothes with my sister."

To be honest, although her clothes were still gorgeous, they were torn in several places, and she had them mended so she could continue wearing them.

Even so, compared to Wen Meijiu's tattered clothes, it was still much better, which was why Ate took a liking to it.

"No, why are you staring at me?"

Still, she was very dissatisfied with Art's hostility, feeling that Art was deliberately targeting her.

"I disagree."

Young Master Wang then rejected Ate's suggestion.

"This won't work, that won't work. You have no stakes, so what right do you have to participate?"

Still unconvinced, they argued that while they were talking about their bets, Wen Meijiu hadn't actually placed any bets.

"Don't just talk about us, what about you guys? What have you done?"

Wen Meijiu lowered her eyes and quietly touched the dagger at her waist; this dagger was her treasure.

Just as she was about to speak, Art raised his hand and said to Yiran in a generous tone:

"My scimitar, that's my most prized possession."

Art wasn't lying; that was his livelihood, the tool he used to make a living traveling all over the country.

After hearing this, he really had nothing to say. He just pouted and rummaged around on his body, looking for something that wasn't too valuable but could fool people.

"Finding water is the goal; the bet is just an encouragement. Anything too precious is inappropriate."

As he spoke, he lowered his head, slowly pulled something out of his sleeve, and showed it to everyone by opening his palm.

On his large palm lay a wooden hairpin, which looked vaguely familiar.

"This, this is not..."

He swallowed the rest of his words halfway through, his eyelids suddenly feeling a little moist.

Indeed, the wooden hairpin in Young Master Wang's hand was the same ugly wooden stick that he had once wrapped in a handkerchief and shown to the leader in black.

However, it has now undergone some meticulous polishing and carving, making it much more refined and exquisite than before.

The reason she could still recognize it was because she had seen with her own eyes that Young Master Wang would often take it out from a distance and carefully sew it a couple of times with a dagger.

She wasn't stupid enough to tell Wen Meijiu the truth; if she did, Wen Meijiu and that A Te would definitely laugh at her.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the wooden hairpin. She was determined to win it fair and square, so that even if Young Master Li wanted to give it to Wen Meijiu, he wouldn't be able to.