Real or Fake Missy : I Have a Piece of Godly Land

Cheng Ling took the bus back home. After the spring equinox, the sky became dark at a later time.

In the past, when Cheng Ling reached home, the half-moon was already hanging in the sky. But now, the sky was still bright.

To return to her small villa, she had to pass through the gate of the Cheng Residence.

When Cheng Ling passed by, she saw many cars parked at the door.

Many workers were moving boxes of things into the house.

Cheng Ming and Xie Wan were standing at the door, instructing the workers to arrange what they were moving.

Cheng Ling acted as if she didn't see the two of them. She directly bypassed them and walked on the path back home.

Xie Ying was waiting for her to eat as usual.

"Ling Ling is home. Come, wash your hands and eat."

Cheng Ling looked left and right, but she didn't see Wang Ma.

As a servant, Wang Ma lived more comfortably than her master. Every time she was in need, she would be away.

"Grandma, did you cook today's dishes again?"

Xie Ying took off her apron and wiped her hands. "Yes, Wang Ma said she had to make a trip home for something."

Cheng Ling put her bag on the sofa and said disapprovingly, "Grandma, you are too kind. Wang Ma is supposed to work for you. You allow her to take off every day still give her a salary. It's too good for her."

Cheng Ling went into the kitchen to help Xie Ying serve the dishes and fill the bowls with rice.

"I'm used to working all my life. I'm not used to having someone to serve me."

Cheng Ling didn't continue this topic because she knew Xie Ying wouldn't listen to her. How could her habits of decades change overnight?

Fortunately, the person she was looking for was about to arrive. When the time came, she could "invite" Wang Ma to leave.

"Ling Ling, try today's sweet potato leaves. They were the vegetables you picked that night. I had a good lunch eating it today."

There were two simple dishes and one soup on the table. It was the winter melon and egg soup, followed by a plate of sweet potato leaves and a braised rib.

"I put the spring onions and ginger you planted in this rib. They're both very fragrant. Eat more. See how skinny you are. A girl needs some flesh to look good."

"No, Grandma. Nowadays people like to look bony and beautiful."

Cheng Ling picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth. The rib was very tender. With a bite, the delicious juice burst out in her mouth. It was many times more delicious than the food in the canteen.

"Nonsense, what bony and beautiful? Grandma's heart aches when I see how thin you are. Eat more."

"Ling Ling, I don't know if it's due to psychological effect. After eating your sweet potato leaves for lunch today, I found that the pain at my waist pain in the past few days has improved a little."

Cheng Ling immediately put down her chopsticks and asked nervously, "Grandma, why didn't you tell me about your recent waist pain? Let me take a look at it."

"Don't worry, I'm already old. Isn't it normal for me to be sore and in pain? Moreover, It's almost recovered now."

Hearing Xie Ying's words, Cheng Ling finally felt relieved.

"That's good. Grandma, you eat more, and eat away all these sweet potato leaves."

Cheng Ling picked up her chopsticks, took more than half of the sweet potato leaves from the plate, and put them into Xie Ying's bowl.

These sweet potatoes were also newly cultivated vegetables. Their main purpose was to help the human body repair the damaged nerve.

Of course, this was only the first batch of seedlings that she cultivated, so the effect might not be particularly obvious.

But the most basic effect of alleviating pain was still there.

For the sweet potato leaves that she had sent to Old Master Ding that day, she would visit him again and see how Old Master Ding felt after eating them.

Then, she would cultivate the second batch of seedlings according to their feedback.

"Oh right, Ling Ling, next Monday is your grandfather's birthday. They will hold a banquet and don't forget about it. When the time comes, Grandma will buy you a prettier dress. My Ling Ling is so beautiful, so you have to wear a better-looking dress."

Xie Ying touched Cheng Ling's hair very gently.

Cheng Ling recalled the big and small boxes at the gate of the Lu Residence. They must have been prepared for Old Master Cheng's birthday banquet.

"Grandma, can we not go? It's so boring there. Why don't we save some time? I can read some books."

The people of the Cheng family didn't like her anyway. Since they hated each other, why did they still go over?

"This is not good. After all, you are the daughter of the Cheng family and Old Master Cheng's granddaughter.. If you don't even attend his birthday banquet, who knows what kind of gossip will come out."