My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

Although the Si family had a brilliant plan and were eager to make a big splash tomorrow, they were powerless. The family only had a cart that could be pushed by humans, and moving it was slower than walking.

Besides, Shao Qin and Si Muyan were both patients, and Si Xingzhi was busy with cemetery matters. Therefore, the only ones who could go to the fair to sell pumpkin pie were Aunt Jin's younger sister and younger brother. And the younger brother was only eleven years old, just a child, with limited abilities.

So Si Muyan thought for a moment and said, "Pumpkin cakes are delicious when they're warm, but not so delicious when they're cold. The longer they're stored, the harder they become, and the taste becomes much worse."

"Why don't we get up early tomorrow morning and make it? When it's done, put the backpack on top and cover it with a thick cloth to keep it warm, how about that?" the younger sister suggested immediately.

Si Muyan gave her younger sister an approving look. In modern times, freshly steamed buns are placed in a foam box and covered with a thick cloth. This ensures that they will not go bad for several hours and will still be warm.

There are no foam boxes here now, so we can only use bamboo backpacks, which are wrapped with coarse cloth to keep warm.

My little sister is really smart. As soon as she gave it a little hint, she could think of a solution.

"Then, how much should we make?" Aunt Jin asked.

Si Muyan said, "Just make five pots. Let's make the dough tonight and get it fermented. We can get up early in the morning and make it. It won't be a hassle."

After dinner, the family prepared three backpacks, two large and one small, wrapped each in a quilt, and lined them with oil-paper, waiting to be filled with pumpkin pancakes. A pot held forty pancakes, so five pots made two hundred pancakes. Aunt Jin and my younger sister each carried eighty, and my younger brother forty was enough.

It’s not really heavy, but it’s still tiring to walk for an hour to the county town.

Aunt Jin nodded: "We will get up by ourselves tomorrow, and you don't have to get up, Miss. You are weak and need to rest well."

"Yes, big sister, don't worry, I will keep an eye on Aunt Jin and make sure she adds more oil." The younger sister said, sticking out her tongue at Aunt Jin.

The atmosphere became a little less serious, and after a few days, people's mood finally relaxed a little.

Si Xingzhi felt very unhappy. He wanted to see a happy and harmonious family, but when he thought of his two sons who died young, he felt heavy-hearted. He thought he was not worthy of such happiness at all.

When Si Muyan got up the next day, the house was quiet.

In reality, it was the original owner who was seriously injured, and since she was no longer alive, there was nothing wrong with her crossing over. However, if she acted too differently, it would inevitably arouse suspicion. Secondly, she realized that because her eldest sister was frail, everyone in the family was more useful.

They spontaneously thought that since their eldest sister was already in such a state, they should share more of the work. Even the younger brothers worked for two or three days in a row, unlike before when they were not seen except for eating and sleeping.

Si Muyan stood up and walked out, intending to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat. As soon as she arrived in the yard, she saw Shao Qin standing under the orange tree with a bamboo pole, trying to knock down the oranges.

"mother."

Shao Qin didn't react. She raised the bamboo pole with great effort and hit it, but she didn't hit the orange. She staggered and almost fell.

Si Muyan hurried forward to support her: "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Ouch." Shao Qin let out a soft cry, and the two oranges in her arms almost rolled out.

Si Muyan took the orange, but Shao Qin snatched it away and looked at her warily.

"My orange."

Si Muyan had no choice but to nod: "I know, I didn't mean to steal your oranges. You want to eat oranges, right? I'll peel them for you."

Shao Qin seemed not to understand: "My oranges, hit, hit..."

Si Muyan didn't understand what she meant, so she had to give up trying to get the oranges. She wanted to help her to the main hall: "Mom, you want to eat oranges, right? Let's go in first and come back to pick some after we finish eating."

"Hit the oranges!" Shao Qin pushed Si Muyan away, glared at her unhappily, and turned to pick up the bamboo pole.

She was old, and because of long-term mental problems, her body was also not in good condition, and she could not walk steadily. Si Muyan was worried that something might happen to her, so she had to pick up a bamboo pole and think about how to knock the oranges down for her.

I thought to myself, people say there are no filial sons by the bedside of a long-term patient. The original owner's mother had been like this for eight years, but the original owner's brothers and sisters never despised her and took excellent care of her.

Good people should not be let down. Si Muyan felt that this family would definitely get better. Regardless of how things were in the past, now that she was there, she was confident that everyone would live a better life.

After knocking down another orange, Shao Qin happily walked inside holding the three oranges, while still looking at Si Muyan warily: "This is my home, you go."

"Mom, I'm the eldest sister!" Si Muyan said helplessly, "Mom, do you want to eat oranges? I'll get some water for you to wash your hands, and then you can eat the oranges, okay?"

"The oranges belong to the three girls. Each of them has one." After Shao Qin said this, she walked into the house mysteriously as if she was hiding some treasure.

Si Muyan was stunned. So, the original owner's mother toiled all morning to pick three oranges, but she wasn't going to eat them herself, but to leave them for the three sisters? Although the original owner's mother didn't remember anyone, she remembered that she had three daughters. She couldn't be partial and had to treat them all equally.

Thinking of this, Si Muyan's nose felt a little sore.

Shao Qin was so confused and almost couldn't recognize people because of the ups and downs she had experienced. Furthermore, the conditions here were poor, and there were no good doctors to be found. When she made some money, she would see if she could find someone to treat her.

Aunt Jin and a few others came back after noon. Although they were all tired, all three of them had happy expressions on their faces.

"Big sister, we're sold out! All the pumpkin pies are sold out!" The younger brother was the most excited. He ran over and carried his basket to the table. "Big sister, look!"

Si Xingzhi came back at noon to cook, took care of Shao Qin after she finished eating, and cleaned up the kitchen before leaving. Hearing his younger brother say this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "So, we earned 600 coins?"

The younger brother hesitated.

The younger sister explained, "Dad, big sister, we didn't make 600 coins. At first, no one came to buy, so I cut off ten cakes for tasting, then sold ten of them for two coins each, and then sold the rest as normal. We made 570 coins, and since we were a little hungry, we each bought a steamed bun."

Aunt Jin took out the bag of money and placed it on the table. The three of them looked at Si Muyan excitedly.

Si Muyan nodded and asked Si Xingzhi, "Dad, if we don't hold a banquet for Second Brother's funeral, how much money will it cost?"

"Eight men working for two days, a total of three hundred and twenty coins, plus fifty coins for yellow paper, incense, candles, etc."

That's three hundred and seventy coins. It's because Songji Village doesn't allow people from the Si family to be buried around the village, so they chose to bury them on the back mountain. Otherwise, the Si family's land would not be suitable for a cemetery, and they would have to pay to buy it.

"Four hundred coins, Dad, give these four hundred coins to the village head. The extra thirty coins are for the village head."