Chapter-69: you are nobler than Wendy
Isn't it? If it weren't for Wendy Lark, the second branch might have been defeated on the way. They had nothing at the beginning, no supplies and no money.
Now, thanks to Wendy Lark, the other members of the clan were not treated harshly by the officials and those who fell ill due to the rain were able to fully recuperate and save their lives.
Just think about it, if you were dragged on the road in a hurry, you would be seriously injured and might even die on the road to exile. All this is thanks to Wendy Lark. After he said this, his whole family believed it. People of that era believed in strange and magical things.
Mary's eyes were red and she was very proud. "Wendy, you are the savior of the entire Lark family!"
"Sister, no wonder you have become so powerful." The two brothers' eyes lit up. "I don't know if we can save the entire Lark family or not, but our whole family will definitely reach the border safely, I promise."
Seeing that Wendy Lark had fooled around, Mary smiled slightly, "Let's discuss how to deal with this silver?" Wilson Lark trusted his daughter even more, and felt that the future of the entire family depended on her.
"You are so smart, you can handle it." Since she has taken over everything from the original body, Wendy Lark has the responsibility to protect these family members, so she needs to make more preparations.
"I want to buy two more carriages. The mule carriage will hold the supplies, and the horse carriage will take turns resting. This way, even if we sleep outdoors in the wilderness, we won't be afraid of wind or rain."
"When you get to the border, if you are short of money, just sell it." After experiencing rainy days, the Lark family has clearly realized how important a means of transportation is. They use them for transportation in their spare time and for shelter in windy and snowy days.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." The weather was clear, white clouds were floating, and a group of people set out on the journey to the border again.
Some people are not fully recovered yet and can only rely on their family members to support them as they move forward step by step. If that doesn't work, they have to rely on others to carry them.
At this time, I am particularly envious of those who have cars, and my eyes are red with envy. Old Madam Lark was also ill and in low spirits. She lay listlessly in the carriage, mumbling non-stop,
"Jessica Lark, you are the most honorable eldest daughter of the Lark family. How can you show up in public and do something low class?" Jessica Lark moved his lips, but remained silent when he saw his grandmother looking unwell.
Old lady Lark was very ill this time. She had been to the gates of hell and felt uncomfortable all over. When she thought about how Wendy Lark refused to give up the mule cart, which almost caused her death, she felt full of resentment.
"And you, Rita, you are an unmarried young lady, why are you joining in the fun? Don't you want to get married? Huh?" Rita Lark was unhappy, "Grandmother, what did I do wrong? Isn't it just leading everyone to work together? I like to be the leader."
She has a strong personality and likes to be the best in everything, so letting her manage a team of people is exactly what she wants. It turned out that she did a good job and kept everything in order, and she even received an extra reward of 100 coins.
This was the first money she had ever earned! This sense of accomplishment is unprecedented. Old Madam Lark sneered, "The leader? He is clearly Wendy Lark's running dog!"
(Running dog…?) Lark Rita's face turned red with anger. How could he say that about his granddaughter? It was obvious that he was getting more and more stupid as he got older. "Grandmother, this is Lord Jeff's arrangement. You are dissatisfied with Lord Jeff..."
Old Madam Lark was shocked. "I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. I mean, you shouldn't listen to Wendy Lark's arrangements. Who is she? You are much nobler than her. She should listen to you."
"That requires the ability." Rita Lark witnessed Wendy Lark's ability with her own eyes and was convinced. "Anyway, I'm not as good as her." Old Madam Lark couldn't help but feel angry.
How could her granddaughter be worse than that bitch's granddaughter? Zaman Lark frowned slightly, "The old lady is doing this for your own good. You are all daughters of famous families, and you are of noble birth..."
Rita Lark was a little annoyed with him, but don't think she didn't know what he was thinking. Wendy Lark would rather let her sixth uncle from the next largest family lead the team than let her own uncle take the lead.
He must be feeling uncomfortable, but how can he reflect on it? He is no longer a high ranking official in the court! He should stop putting on airs! "Now they are all prisoners, exiled criminals who don't know how long they can live."
It was like a basin of cold water was poured over their heads, and both old lady Lark and her son looked unhappy. "Listen, you are different from Wendy Lark. She is a troublemaker. Whoever gets close to her will be in trouble..."
This old lady not only said this to her own descendants, but also told her branch family members, actively destroying Wendy Lark's reputation. After all, she just needs an outlet, and it doesn't matter what kind of person the other person is.
At this time, a piece of news was spreading wildly among the crowd. "I heard that the officials allowed us to sign a pledge to borrow money to buy a mule cart and a horse carriage."
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