Freya was at a loss for words for a while and didn't know how to respond to Maeve.
It turned out that her parents had always known that she was the only one who paid.
"Alright, we just want to test him. If he can't even pass this test, he will never get you."
After all, Maeve didn't want to make Freya sad, so she quickly changed her mind.
"Then don't make the test too hard," Freya said.
As soon as she finished speaking, her mother knocked her on the head.
"You haven't married yet! Don't speak for him, ungrateful girl."
Freya giggled.
"I'll make spaghetti later. Send it to your dad and Hayden. They are doing a hard job today, so I guess they can't come back until evening," Maeve said.
Freya nodded in a hurry.
When she came to the field with the spaghetti made by Maeve, she saw Hayden wearing a shirt and trousers with a large bundle of grain over his shoulder and walking around.
He tied the dried grain into a bundle and then sent it to Duncan next to the machine. After Duncan took it, he put it into the machine, waited for the grain to be ground by the machine, and then packed it into bags.
The two cooperated well and seemed to be talking and laughing.
But Freya looked at Hayden's back, feeling inexplicably sorry.
Hayden was born with a silver spoon and had never had to do such hard work.
But now...
At this time, Duncan noticed Freya and shouted with a smile, "What are you doing there? Quickly bring the spaghetti to us. Hayden must be hungry."
Duncan's shout brought Freya back to her senses and made Hayden look back at Freya.
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