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

Aunt Jin and my younger brother were extremely worried, but as soon as they moved, the two wolves stood up straight and took a step forward with their front legs. The two of them dared not move.

Si Muyan held the clothes in her hands, squatted down and crawled forward.

She's gambling.

If the two wolves had intended to attack, they would not have been able to escape today. However, she felt that the two wolves had no intention of attacking and actually felt like they were protecting the child.

Of course, the more likely possibility is that this is just an illusion.

Anyway, since the wolves didn't attack, everything should be fine. She tried her best to keep her expression calm and normal, and moved slowly, not wanting to provoke the two wolves.

When she crawled in front of the two wolves, the wolf in front actually took two steps back, looked at her warily, and howled even louder.

Si Muyan sat on the ground, pointed at the baby and said, "Let me see if she is alive."

Of course, the wolf didn't understand what she said and remained alert.

Si Muyan reached out and gently touched the baby, then breathed a sigh of relief. The child was warm and most likely still alive.

She spread her coat over her legs and gently caressed the child. The child smacked her lips and turned her head, but did not wake up. She carefully grasped the child's legs and gently wiped the dirt off her buttocks and legs with the tattered swaddling clothes. Then, she supported the child's neck, placed her on her lap, and wrapped her in her clothes.

The child seemed uncomfortable as he was being moved around. He twisted his body and pursed his mouth as if he was about to cry.

Two wolves came over immediately, one of them opened its mouth wide and whispered "Awooo" to Si Muyan.

It stinks!

Si Muyan was about to faint from the smell in the wolf's mouth.

However, she also felt that the two wolves really had no intention of hurting anyone. Not only that, they were actually protecting the little guy and only came forward when they saw that the little guy was about to cry.

Si Muyan quickly picked up the child, rocked him and patted him, and the child fell into a deep sleep again.

The two wolves stared at the scene until the child fell asleep, then they took another step back.

Si Muyan raised her head and asked softly, "Can I take it away?"

The two wolves didn't move.

Si Muyan thought about it, held the child in one hand, pointed at the child, and then pointed in the direction of Aunt Jin and the others.

The two wolves stood up, looked in the direction of Aunt Jin's younger brother, and then actually stood up and backed away. One turned around and walked two meters away, then the other turned around and walked away.

The two wolves went up the mountain together.

After waiting for a long time without seeing any sign of them, Aunt Jin and her younger brother hurriedly climbed over the fence and came to Si Muyan. Their foreheads were soaked with sweat.

The younger brother cried, "Sister, I was really scared just now. You are so bold."

Si Muyan didn't say anything and sighed softly.

The main reason was that she felt that she was brought here inexplicably and continued the life of the original owner. Although she did not find the system, it was impossible for her to die in the wolf's mouth so soon.

Even so, after such a close encounter with two ferocious wolves, she was as scared as she was calm just now. She was so weak that she couldn't even hold the child.

Aunt Jin carefully held the child in her arms. Her original worries were swept away, and she smiled unconsciously: "People say that nephews resemble their uncles. This child looks exactly like the eldest young master when he was just born."

The younger brother was dissatisfied: "I am also an uncle, so why do you only look like the eldest brother and not like me?"

Aunt Jin laughed out loud: "Yes, but he looks more like the young master. The young master was like this when he was born, so fair and tender that others would think he was a young lady."

"Hmph, that's more like me."

The three of them went down the mountain and waited at the foot of the mountain, then they saw Si Xingzhi and his younger sister.

"Sister, have you found the child?"

The younger sister was originally exhausted, she was really tired and disappointed that she didn't find the child. But the moment she saw the child in Aunt Jin's arms, she was completely excited and jumped down in two steps.

She tilted her head to look at the child, wanting to hold him but not daring to: "Child... Is this my second sister's child? So white!"

The noise was so loud that it woke the child up. The child opened his eyes and burst into tears, his voice very loud.

The younger sister laughed even more happily - she had heard her father talk about the birth of the three of them, and knew that the baby could cry, which meant that the baby was very healthy.

"She is so beautiful, just as pretty as my second sister."

The younger brother interrupted: "Aunt Jin said she looks like big brother."

The younger sister thought about it, shook her head and said, "How does he look like my brother? I think he looks more like me. Look at his little mouth, just like me."

The younger brother was unhappy: "Humph, I have a small mouth too, like me!"

Aunt Jin rocked the little one and said, "Let's go back quickly. The child must be hungry."

Both my younger sister and younger brother followed Aunt Jin, tilting their heads to look at the child, looking very happy.

Si Xingzhi actually also wanted to hug the child. The child reminded him of the three Si Muyan sisters when they were young.

He had six children, but only his second and youngest sisters had ever been held in his arms. Noble families prioritized grandchildren over sons, and sons were held in high regard and not pampered. Daughters, however, were different. And now that child was his grandchild, how could he not be excited?

But his son and daughter were crowded there, so it was difficult for him to get over. He turned his head and saw Si Muyan's haggard face with gauze wrapped around her head.

He quickly supported Si Muyan: "Thank you for your hard work, big sister."

Si Muyan shook her head: "It's not hard to find the child. Dad, now that the child is back, what should we feed him?"

"Ah? This... a baby this young, of course he needs to be fed."

Rich families had wet nurses, while ordinary families had their mothers breastfeeding their children themselves. Si Xingzhi knew this common sense and thought his daughter was being silly. The child naturally drank her mother's milk.

Si Muyan said, "Dad has seen what Second Sister looks like. She's so skinny, just a bag of bones. How can she have milk to feed a child?"

Si Xingzhi was in a dilemma. He scratched his head and said, "Can I feed him rice soup?"

Two years ago, the wife of Da Gen in the village died after giving birth. Da Gen's mother raised the child by feeding him rice soup.

Si Muyan disagreed: "It's true that rice soup can feed people, but it's not nutritious enough. If you only feed the child rice soup, the child will definitely not grow well."

Si Xingzhi tried hard to think about Dagen's child. He hadn't paid much attention to it and couldn't remember whether the child was good-looking or not. But what the eldest sister said must be right.

After hesitating for a long time, Si Xingzhi said, "The village head has sheep at home. When I went to see him a few days ago, I heard that the sheep had given birth to lambs. I went to ask him for some."

Si Muyan nodded in satisfaction. Actually, Si Xingzhi wasn't as foolish as the original owner remembered him to be. The original owner simply loved taking on too much, making herself work so hard, and then complaining about her family's incompetence.