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

Si Muyan also felt that there seemed to be some big differences between herself and the original owner.

Fortunately, the original owner died of a serious brain injury. In the eyes of the Si family, the eldest sister was very weak and could not even speak as loudly as usual, but she still had to arrange the subsequent matters.

There is more worry and guilt than doubt.

Si Muyan pretended to be calm and said, "In this situation, if no one helps, who will do the funeral, burial, and tomb sealing? My idea is to take a chicken to the village head and ask him to help arrange the staff. On the day of the formal funeral, we can kill the remaining two chickens and feed the people who asked for help. As for the wages, we will settle them after the autumn harvest."

After the autumn harvest, the grain is exchanged for money and wages can be paid.

The younger brother asked, "So from now on, we won't have any chickens?"

Si Muyan said: "There will be."

After a long while, Si Xingzhi nodded: "Okay, I'll do it tomorrow."

"It will get better slowly." Si Muyan said, then got up and went back to her room.

It must be said that the Si family was once a marquis's mansion. Although this family was poor, whether it was the furnishings in the house or the clothes on everyone's body, they were all clean and tidy. Even the patches on the sheets and clothes were sewn into patterns, and if you didn't look closely, you would think they were deliberately embroidered.

The patient of the original owner's mother was also clean and there was no strange smell.

The original owner's room was not only clean but also fragrant. On the table by the window was a bamboo tube with a bunch of wild flowers stuck in it. She was so busy, yet she still fiddled with this.

Si Muyan has the original owner's memories and also knows what people outside think of her.

所有人都说她是个暴躁的女孩儿，脾气大力气大爱动手。亲爹司行知，亲哥司靖远都被她揍过，更别提小弟司靖安了，简直是一天按三顿的揍。

It was also because of this that the original owner had a very bad reputation. Girls in the village got married earlier than those in the city. Many of them got married at the age of fifteen and even had children, but the original owner was still ignored.

However, Si Muyan felt that which beautiful girl would be happy to be said to have a bad temper?

However, the family lacked a pillar of support. Her father was useless, and her second brother, though capable, lacked much brains. All matters, big and small, at home and abroad, had to be handled and considered by the original owner. Over time, she felt frustrated and had no place to vent, and her temper grew worse. Furthermore, given the Si family's current situation, if she hadn't stood up and asserted herself, she would have been bullied to death by outsiders.

Si Muyan sat at the table, looking at the bunch of wild flowers. The wild flowers were in full bloom, so vibrant that it made people happy.

She seemed to be able to feel the hope in the original owner's heart.

The next day, before dawn, everyone in the Si family got up.

Aunt Jin prepared the meal, and together with her younger sister, she took care of Shao Qin. Then she went to the vegetable garden at the back and picked seven pumpkins.

The younger brother put on his cleanest clothes. The sleeves were a little too short, so he pulled them hard, feeling a little awkward. But he didn't have time to feel awkward, so he quickly pushed out the cart - the cart was made by his second brother during his spare time in the fields.

Si Xingzhi was chasing a chicken in the henhouse, and was pecked twice by the chicken, even ripping his sleeve, but he still couldn't catch the chicken. In the end, it was Aunt Jin who caught the chicken, tied its wings with a straw rope, and handed it to him, which finally solved the problem.

The younger sister said to Si Muyan, "Sister, we're going out now. You should rest well at home and don't get tired. Dad, we're going to the county town today and we'll definitely be back very late. We can't leave home without someone, so please go quickly and come back soon."

After saying this, she glanced around the yard, trying to think if there was anything else she hadn't arranged. She used to be a bit of a novice, at most looking after her younger brother, but she wasn't like today, worried about missing something.

The housekeeper is really worried.

As the younger sister walked out, she was still thinking that her elder sister had worked so hard in the past.

After everyone left, Si Muyan got up and looked around the room. Fortunately, when the Si family was exiled, the eldest and second brothers were still there. The eldest brother used his brain and the second brother took action to lay a solid foundation for the Si family.

The Si family's courtyard was quite large. On the left side of the front yard was the kitchen, on the right was the chicken coop, and next to it were two orange trees. Then there was the main hall, with Si Xingzhi and Shao Qin's rooms on the left and a corridor leading to the back on the right.

There's a well in the middle of the back, and the family relies on its water for everything from washing to eating and drinking. On either side are rooms. The first room on the left was originally the eldest brother's, but after he passed away, the second brother moved in. Now that the second brother is gone, the second room is the youngest brother's. There are also two rooms on the right. The first room was for the original owner and his second sister, but now it's just the original owner living there alone. The second room is for the youngest sister and Aunt Jin.

Each room is small, but well-organized.

The Si family lived on the edge of Songji Village, nestled against a mountain on the left and a vegetable garden in the back. While there weren't many other vegetables in the garden, just enough for daily meals, the majority of the crops were pumpkins. Nearby were other vegetable gardens in the village, and it seemed almost every household had a pumpkin plantation.

Si Muyan just remembered that the pumpkin seeds seemed to have arrived in Songji Village only last year. Last year, Aunt Jin made a lot of money by growing pumpkins, and many people in the village made money from it.

It seems that too many people are growing pumpkins this year, so they may not be easy to sell?

There are so many vegetables these days, but once winter arrives, there won't be many to grow. Unlike modern times, without greenhouses or plastic sheets, most vegetables won't survive in the cold winter.

Si Muyan had a headache. Wouldn't it mean that the vegetable seeds and fertilizers in her mall could only be used at least until the beginning of spring?

But how are they going to survive this winter?

Si Xingzhi left early and came back quickly. Although he was very unreliable on weekdays, he was a marquis after all. He had seen a lot of the world and was good at speaking. He convinced the village head with just a few words. It was more likely that it was not him who convinced him, but that the village head felt that Si Erlang was too pitiful. He had to shoulder the responsibility of raising a large family at such a young age, and now he was gone, and there was no money even for his burial.

Of course, Si Muyan didn't say that. Instead, she nodded encouragingly: "I told you that when Dad takes action, there's nothing he can't do."

Si Xingzhi rubbed his hands in embarrassment. He was used to being scolded by his son and daughter for not being able to do anything but being a drag. This was the first time in many years that he was praised by his hot-tempered daughter.

By the time my younger sister and the other two arrived in Fenghuang County, it was already daybreak. But there was nothing they could do. Songji Village was twenty miles from the county seat, and the journey took almost an hour. My younger sister parted ways with Aunt Jin and the others and went to borrow money from her "friend."

She walked to an empty alley, took off her coat and put it in a basket, then carefully combed her hair which was casually tied up, fixed it with a wooden hairpin, and braided it at the back to let it hang on one side of her chest. A few strands of hair fell down on her temples, making her beautiful face look even more delicate.