I have been farming since I crossed over.

As soon as the ox cart arrived at the village entrance, Zheng Huairen said, "Master Yan, Miss Yang Qi, we're here!" Then he pointed to seven or eight thatched houses a little above the path at the village entrance.

Yang Mingxi took a look, pulled the ox rope, and the ox cart stopped. Zheng Huairen walked to the side of the ox cart and reached out to help Zheng Laosan, who had stuck his head out. He pinched Zheng Laosan's shoulders with both hands, hugged him tightly, and carried Zheng Laosan off the ox cart. He turned around and picked up Zheng Laosi. Zheng Laosi turned sideways, leaned on his eldest brother's shoulder, and lightly jumped to the ground.

The three Zheng brothers stood firm and all leaned over to thank Niu Che Dao!

"Go back! I'll come and see you tomorrow when I have time!" Master Yan said loudly in the oxcart, and then whispered to Xiaoxi, "Girl, let's go. Keep going forward. The last house at the end of the village is yours!"

Yang Mingxi responded, waving the whip in her hand, and slowly drove the ox cart forward. Not long after, at the end of the village, Yang Mingxi saw a thatched cottage far larger than the Zheng family's. Standing at the door was an old woman. She was dressed in coarse cloth, with a kind face, and she was looking in the direction of the ox cart.

Yang Mingxi jumped off the ox cart and looked at the old lady in front of him. Judging from her age, he guessed that it must be his grandmother. He grinned and said, "Master, this is it!" He pointed to the thatched cottage in front of him and smiled sweetly, "Grandma, I'm back."

Old Lady Yang looked at the little girl in front of her. She was smiling, playful and cute, with a hint of her childhood. Her hands were shaking, tears streaming down her face. "Is Xier back? My Xier is back!"

Yang Mingxi looked at the old lady in front of her, took a step forward, hugged Old Lady Yang and said softly: "Yes, Xier is back, grandma!"

After saying that, she walked to the ox cart, took the reins, and drove the cart into the yard.

Old Mrs. Yang stumbled into the yard, her eyes always on Yang Mingxi. Wherever she went, Old Mrs. Yang followed.

"Mom, who is it?" A middle-aged woman who was washing vegetables by the well asked without raising her head.

Old Lady Yang was only focused on looking at her granddaughter, not saying a word. The middle-aged woman stood up and looked at the girl who came in with the ox cart. As if she had thought of something, her lips trembled as she stammered, "Is that Xier?" Then she turned to the west wing and shouted, "His fifth aunt, his fifth uncle, Xier is back!"

"Squeak!"

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The sound of the door opening instantly resounded throughout the courtyard. A man quickly ran out from the west wing, looking at Yang Mingxi who was pulling the ox cart, and said, "Xi'er, Xi'er, you're back!"

Behind him followed a middle-aged woman, who covered her lips with her hands as she ran, muttering to herself: "My Xier, my Xier is back, come and show yourself to me!"

Yang Mingxi was stunned, looking at everything in front of her, standing there stupidly, smiling.

"Go, girl!" It turned out that the master in the ox cart came down, took the ox rope from Yang Mingxi's hand, and pushed Yang Mingxi.

Yang Mingxi walked woodenly to the middle-aged woman, opened her mouth, and was about to smile, but was suddenly hugged tightly. Yang Mingxi stretched out her arms, intending to hug her mother back, but found that her father, brothers, and sisters rushed over and surrounded her and her mother!

"Wow!" Tears burst out uncontrollably. Yang Mingxi was in her mother's arms, pulling this and that, murmuring, "I'm back, Xier is back!"