Xie Zhinuan didn't know what these three little girls were thinking, but seeing their anxious yet hopeful faces, along with a pitiable look that couldn't quite be described, she couldn't bring herself to refuse them, "Then you can help me pick the vegetables!"
She didn't dare let them do anything else.
After all, they were not acquainted, and Xie Zhinuan was afraid they might tamper with something.
Li Hengyi was a prince, and a real problem would be no laughing matter.
Even though it was just picking vegetables, the three girls were very happy.
As long as they served the noble person well, they wouldn't be sent back home.
With many siblings at home, there was neither extra food nor extra space for them to live in; working at the posthouse allowed them to earn money, eat their fill, and have clothes to wear, which was far better than living at home.