The clansmen watched Lin Wanwan strutting about in her beautiful, affluent outfits, bemused and almost in mockery, if not for their respect for her.
A little fairy of clearly noble blood, without a single blemish on her fair hands. She can't know anything about farming. Was she here to treat the fields as her playground? Only Lin Mengbo, that silly boy, would be obligated to follow her blindly. The sweet potatoes they grew were something that no one had ever heard of. No one knew if they were edible, or how they were eaten.
It was always difficult for people to accept fresh changes.
It was just that no one laughed out loud and kept it in their hearts. Because of the passing of the news, the clansmen had already heard that Lin Wanwan was going to raise a clan school. This was something that would benefit the entire clan.
