A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

Wen Meijiu's heart skipped a beat. She quickly ran forward a couple of steps and walked to the gap in the broken wall. She looked down.

Yes, the woman's body is still there, but the child lying on top of her is gone.

Where has she gone?

Wen Meijiu looked around but couldn't find a trace of the child.

In such a short time, such a small child couldn't have run far; perhaps she went to beg for food.

"Let's wait here for a while, she'll definitely come back."

Having failed to find anyone, Wen Meijiu feared that Jinling would be disappointed.

"Big sister, how did you know she would come back?"

Jinling was a little skeptical. If the little girl really wanted to play with him, why didn't she wait for him here?

Wen Meijiu moved aside the gap in the broken wall, past the corpse at the base of the wall, and spoke earnestly to Jinling:

"Her mother is here."

Such things are common on the road of fleeing famine. Wen Meijiu was not afraid that Jinling would be scared. She pointed it out to him so that he could accept the child more easily from the bottom of his heart.

"what?"

Jinling was startled. Grabbing Wen Meijiu's clothes, she peeked out and looked inside the wall, taking another look at the dark thing at the base of the wall.

He had only glanced inside and didn't see anyone, so he assumed the dark thing was a pile of old clothes.

Jinling gripped Wen Meijiu's clothes tighter and tighter, turning to look at Wen Meijiu's face, her eyes glistening with tears, and asked:

"If we treat her well, she will definitely treat us as her family, right?"

Wen Meijiu stroked the little guy's hair and nodded gently, a slight pang of sadness rising in her heart. She had experienced life without family in her previous life.

"Big sister, I'm willing to treat her as one of our family members."

Jinxiang stood next to Wen Meijiu to show her support.

“I’m willing too.” Gu Junchu also stood up.

"I want one too. I want to be closer to her than you are to her. I want to play with her every day and give her all the good food."

The goddess of wine opened her arms, embraced the three children, and nestled her head against theirs, a surge of emotion welling up within her.

"You guys are so kind!"

"Let's wait for her to come back together."

The four of them stood by the low wall, talking and waiting, until their mother called them for dinner.

"Meijiu, bring the kids back for dinner."

Mother knew that Wen Meijiu had brought the children here, and she stood at a distance and called out to them.

By this time, it was already dark, and the child still hadn't returned.

The four of them were extremely disappointed, and deep down they all felt that the child would not come back.

"She went back for dinner. Maybe she'll come back after dinner?"

Wen Meijiu was feeling down, but she still had to cheer herself up and comfort the other three younger ones, after all, she was the eldest sister.

"Gone, gone."

Everyone felt an indescribable sadness, and under Wen Meijiu's repeated urging, they reluctantly left that place.

**

Sitting at the makeshift dining table, there was porridge, flatbread, and warm wine. I had specifically asked the kitchen to prepare stir-fried shredded potatoes.

Such a standard of food is probably the best in the entire escape route, let alone in this group.

"It's so delicious, I've had this dish again."

Kids will be kids; their attention is immediately drawn to delicious food. Jinling ate to her heart's content, her cheeks puffed out.

"Yes, my eldest sister always has the best ideas."

Jinxiang echoed her sentiments, while also expressing her admiration for her elder sister.

"This thing should only exist in heaven; how often can one hear of it in the human world?"

Gu Junchu ate with great relish and then started nitpicking over words again.

Jinxiang and her parents laughed when they heard this. They weren't laughing at his pretentious and pretentious manner, but rather at the comical way he scrambled to retrieve the vegetables as he recited the poem.

Wen Meijiu sat blankly at the dining table, her eyes were on the table, but her face was expressionless; her mind was elsewhere.

Where did that child go? She's so young, could she have fainted from hunger somewhere else?

"Big sister, hurry up and eat!"

Jinxiang noticed that Wen Meijiu hadn't moved for a while, so she quickly stopped laughing and reached out to pat her wrist.

When the chopsticks fell onto the table, Wen Meijiu suddenly came to her senses and quickly picked them up.

"Auntie, what kind of food are you eating?"

Before Wen Meijiu could even lift her head, she heard a familiar voice—it was Yiran.

"what?"

The mother was surprised and didn't know how to react for a moment. She turned around and glanced at Wen Meijiu sitting next to her.

Father glanced at Wen Meijiu, and seeing that she didn't speak, and that her parents didn't respond either, this was the greatest respect they could show her.

She still pulled so many stunts behind people's backs, and her parents didn't say anything harsh to her, entirely because of Old Li and Young Master Wang.

"What are you here for?"

Jinxiang immediately became unhappy, not caring who she was, and slammed her chopsticks on the table, staring at Yiran with a dissatisfied expression.

Jinling was still young and didn't know what had happened, but he was definitely on his family's side, glaring at Yiran just like Jinxiang did.

"I've come to find him."

Jin Xiang's words were unkind, which made Yiran somewhat embarrassed. She could only lower her head and flick her hair to cover her embarrassment, and then find an excuse to point at Gu Junchu sitting next to her.

Gu Junchu glanced at her, puzzled. His upbringing prevented him from immediately exposing her trick, and instead gave her a way out.

"Sister Yiran is here to discuss something with Sister Meijiu, right?"

As he spoke, Gu Junchu stood up, gave his small stool to Yiran, and squeezed in next to Jinxiang to sit down.

He chuckled awkwardly, grabbed a small stool, and sat a little further away from the dining table, right across from Wen Meijiu.

"That's right, I've come to apologize to Miss Wen."

I've been looking for Miss Wen all day, but you haven't had time, so I'm only coming now.

She was truly flexible and adaptable; she spoke as if she were talking about someone else's situation, showing no particular sadness.

After a long while, Wen Meijiu slowly raised his eyelids to look at her, only to find that her eyes were fixed on the pancakes and shredded potatoes on the table.

Wen Meijiu didn't let her eat; it was clear she wasn't full.

She was originally assigned to work in the kitchen, cooking with Qi Wenjing and Ma Rulan.

Unfortunately, she offended Wen Meijiu and now dares not go to the kitchen. She is staying with Lao Li and Young Master Wang and eating with them.

Qi Wenjing and Ma Rulan both knew how she treated Wen Meijiu, so when delivering meals to Lao Liu and Young Master Wang, she naturally only sent two portions.

Even if Old Li and Young Master Wang felt sorry for her and each shared some food with her, it was still much less than what she could eat casually at the stove.

When you're hungry and have no oil in your stomach, it's only natural to stare at food when you see it.

"Has Miss Yiran eaten yet?"

Wen Meijiu deliberately reached into the plate of shredded potatoes with her chopsticks, picked up a clump, and then shook off a lot of it.

The aroma wafted from the plate as she shook it, reaching right up to Yiran's nose and whetting her appetite.