Early the next morning, several women came to visit.
Just as they were having breakfast, the women walked in and saw the table with rice porridge, white steamed buns, and a plate of mixed vegetables.
They couldn't help but drool.
"Aunties, did you come over so early for something?" Lin Xue asked.
Since this is the countryside, there's no need to knock on someone's door; you can just enter. So, they didn't realize someone had come in.
There were four women in total, all from the village, around thirty, the same age as Wang Cuihua. Lin Xue called them aunties.
"Dayu, did you all come for the chicks?" Wang Cuihua also spoke up.
This one named Dayu got along well with Wang Cuihua, among the four, she was the one with whom Dayu could converse.
