I'm Going to Get Rich

Lily Evans knew that the Village Chief was leading by example, taking the initiative for her sake, so she didn’t refuse.

It was the New Year holiday, the best season for selling vegetables, so the Village Chief immediately called a meeting for the villagers.

When everyone heard it was Lily Evans who came up with a way for them to get rich, they all headed to the Village Hall. The Evans family had already prospered, and Lily’s good character made her well-respected. Everyone was hopeful, wanting to catch some of Lily’s luck.

Mrs. Jewell, the Evans’ neighbor, heard the news and immediately tidied up, skipping making dinner, and headed straight for the Village Hall.

Grandma Evans was basking in the sun at the doorway. Seeing Mrs. Jewell come out, she snapped, "Rushing off to reincarnate during New Year’s, are you!"

Mrs. Jewell fired back, “Grandma Evans, what kind of talk is that? It’s still the New Year, can’t you say something nice for once? Forget it, I’m off to get rich with Lily!”

Grandma Evans watched Mrs. Jewell’s retreating figure and stomped her foot angrily. “That wretched Lily Evans thinks she can make you rich! She doesn’t even care about her own grandparents, you think she’ll care about you? Don’t let that troublemaker fool you into losing everything—I’m warning you, stop dreaming about getting rich!”

Mrs. Jewell had no intention of responding to Grandma Evans; she dashed off without even looking back.

Other villagers were also rushing to the Village Hall, hurrying past the Evans Manor one after another.

Grandma Evans shouted in frustration, “Don’t go! That black-hearted Lily Evans won’t have any good ideas! You bunch of fools, just wait to be tricked!”

Just as Grandma Evans finished her tirade, someone darted out from the doorway and ran outside.

"You shameless wretch, where do you think you're going!" Grandma Evans grabbed the runner—it was Tofu Beauty. "You haven’t even made dinner yet! Where are you running off to?"

Tofu Beauty shook off Grandma Evans and retorted, "I'm off to make a fortune, so stop holding me back!"

Grandma Evans fumed, "If you dare go near Lily Evans, I’ll break your legs!"

But Tofu Beauty wasn’t about to pay attention to a down-and-out old lady—she just kept running.

Grandma Evans was so angry she was practically smoking from her ears. She wanted to chase after her, but her pride kept her rooted, so she just stood there and cursed.

Grandma Evans hadn’t even finished cursing when another person dashed out behind her.

Lila Green, heavily pregnant, hurried out the door.

"Mrs. Green, where do you think you’re going!?" Grandma Evans was so angry her eyes nearly popped out as she glared at Lila Green.

Lila Green’s eyes darted around, and she patted Grandma Evans’s hand. “Grandma, weren’t you just trying to chase Tofu Beauty? I’ll chase her for you, and while I’m at it, I’ll check on what Lily Evans is up to and report back to you.”