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

Is pumpkin pie made with flour?

Da Zheng Niang's eyes rolled. Using only pumpkin and flour, you can make pumpkin pie and sell it for three cents? So, can she make it too?

In recent years, there have been good harvests, and every household has money. They can eat enough and even save rice to buy flour, so flour is not a particularly rare thing.

Besides Taisho-niang, several other women around her had the same idea. However, they had never tasted pumpkin pie before, and if their own attempts turned out bad, they would forget about the pumpkin, but it would be a shame to waste the flour.

I'd better wait until the Si family finishes their work today and then go and ask them tomorrow.

Aunt Jin supported Shao Qin, and the younger sister supported Si Muyan, and the whole family went up the mountain and watched Si Jingyuan's coffin being put in. Except for Shao Qin and Si Muyan, the eyes of other people in the Si family were red.

Because Shao Qin had no memory, she had no idea that the person lying in the coffin in front of her was her son. Although she looked confused, she stood obediently between Aunt Jin and her younger sister.

Because Si Muyan was "weak," no one asked her to do anything. She lowered her eyes to avoid letting others see her abnormality. It wasn't that she was cold-blooded and lacked the original owner's emotions, but she felt something was wrong.

On the way up the mountain, she heard two men talking.

"Speaking of which, Si Erlang also suffered a miserable fate. Nine people went up the mountain that day, including that weak boy from the Wang family. All of them were fine, but Erlang was the only one who got into trouble."

"So, if a family is unlucky, there's nothing they can do to stop it. It must be because they're in conflict that they keep having bad luck one after another."

Si Muyan didn't disbelieve in ghosts and gods. After all, if there were no ghosts and gods, how could she have traveled through time and space?

If ghosts and gods really existed, there would definitely be retribution. However, based on the original owner's memories, she carefully searched and found that the Si family, whether in its former days as a marquisate or later in its decline, had never done anything against the laws of nature. Judging from Si Xingzhi's behavior, even if the marquisate was still there, he would have been a lord guarding the city. He probably wouldn't have even thought of committing crimes.

Of course, when the original character was released, she was just a little girl after all, and everything she came into contact with from the outside world basically came from her father and brother. From her point of view, it was not surprising no matter how good her father and brother were.

But that was all in the past. They had been in exile for eight years. My second brother suddenly died while hunting in the mountains. It was really too strange.

Si Muyan's eyes darkened. She knew hunting was dangerous, which was why the villagers of Songji Village always went up the mountain together when hunting. But even if there were casualties in the past, they were never so sudden, dying on the spot.

Is there any hidden story here?

"Son, how could you be like your brother and leave us so early? Son, I wish I were gone!"

Seeing the coffin being lowered and the soil being filled in, Si Xingzhi could no longer hold back. He lay down beside the coffin and burst into tears without caring about his image.

Seeing him like this, the people around him felt very sad.

Aunt Jin and my younger sister hurried to support him, but he pushed them away.

"Ayuan, it's all Daddy's fault. Daddy is useless. He can't help with the family's worries, and he always causes trouble for you."

Si Xingzhi burst into tears, his heart breaking. He could no longer control the despair in his heart. He was about to get up and wanted to go with Si Jingyuan.

The younger sister squatted down and covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly, regardless of her image, while the younger brother wiped away his tears desperately.

Si Muyan watched this scene and felt a dull pain in her heart. She had the original owner's memories, but nothing else, so she didn't have much affection for the other members of the Si family. But she wasn't a hard-hearted person, so seeing such a scene, how could she not feel sad?

She stepped forward and jumped into the pit, her hand caressing the edge of the coffin.

Aunt Jin exclaimed softly, "Miss, don't do anything stupid."

Si Muyan pursed her lips and said nothing. It was a pity that she had been too distracted in the past few days and had not thought that there was something strange about her second brother's death. Si Xingzhi and Aunt Jin were the ones who embalmed her second brother. Otherwise, perhaps she would have discovered something.

But now, the coffin has been nailed shut, and she can't let her second brother rest in peace because of her unfounded speculation.

Si Muyan raised her head and looked at Si Xingzhi: "Dad, my second brother said that we have to rely on ourselves from now on."

"Wow..." Si Xingzhi felt even more sad, but the desperate feeling of wanting to die was instantly driven away.

The younger sister choked up and supported Si Xingzhi: "Dad, the second brother is most worried about us, Dad, you must cheer up, you still have us."

There weren't that many rules for burials in the village, especially since the Si family's situation was so bad, so it ended so hastily that no one said anything.

The village head said a few words of comfort and helped Si Xingzhi down the mountain.

The younger brother wiped away his tears and watched everything silently. When everyone turned and left, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed in front of his second brother's grave, whispering, "Don't worry, second brother. I will grow up quickly and take good care of my parents and sisters. I won't let you worry!"

"Young Master?" Aunt Jin realized that her younger brother hadn't caught up, so she quickly turned around and called out.

"Hey, here I come." The younger brother got up, bowed towards the cemetery again, then turned around and ran quickly to the younger sister.

Everyone was in a bad mood the whole day, but life had to go on. Once home, Aunt Jin busied herself with killing chickens and cooking—there was no custom in the village of mourning for a child, barring work outside or requiring a vegetarian diet. There were only slight restrictions on marriage. Of course, the more important reason was that the villagers only ate meat a couple of times a year.

But logically, a banquet must be held when someone dies. The Si family had already told the head of the village that if they didn't have money for a banquet, they would just kill two chickens to thank those who helped.

Even though the wages have been paid now, we agreed to kill the chickens, so of course we can't refuse.

The chestnut-roasted chicken smelled so sweet and tempting that even the sad people in the Si family couldn't help but swallow their saliva silently.

Aunt Jin said, "Erlang is dead, we shouldn't eat these."

The others did not object.

Si Muyan said, "We haven't had any meat at home for a while. Mother is still sick and my younger brother is still growing. You've all been working really hard these past few days. It would be nice if you could leave a piece of meat for each of you."

"How does this work?"

Although Aunt Jin said so, she still left some out.

Si Xingzhi and his younger brothers went from house to house to express their gratitude. Although each family received only a small amount, mostly chestnuts with very little chicken, no one had any objections.

We waited until we returned to the Si family before sitting together for dinner.

The younger brother ate the chicken and tears rolled down his face as he said, "Dad, big sister, third sister, don't worry. When I grow up, I will work hard to make money so that you can live a good life and eat meat every meal!"

Si Muyan looked at him and said, "There's no need to wait for you to grow up. Let's work hard to make money now so that we can have meat to eat."