Long Yue observed the farmers' fear and anxiety, not because she was vicious, but it was the instinctive reaction of these lower-class people when faced with nobility.
Which of those noblemen or officials could, with a mere twitch of a finger, cause them to lose their families and homes?
The saying "Citizens should not fight with officials" makes sense for this reason.
"Greetings, mistress."
A few farmers climbed up the ridge and respectfully saluted Long Yue.
Their gestures were awkward and clumsy; an old man even nervously waved his hand when he saw them salute, looking a bit comical, but Long Yue couldn't smile.
These were all sincere old farmers.
Long Yue gave them a gentle smile and said as calmly as possible, "Everyone, I am the granddaughter of the owner of this farmland, you can call me Mrs. Li."
"Good day, Mrs. Li!"
Long Yue smiled and nodded, walked to a bag of seeds, and asked, "Are these the seeds you're planning to plant?"
