Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

As Lunar New Year's Eve approached, every household in the village put up Spring Festival couplets and door gods, and the Li family was no exception.

Compared to the festive atmosphere of other homes, the Li residence appeared rather deserted due to the lack of attendees.

Li Yinyin and her sister-in-law sat on the veranda, slowly scooping the newly harvested "Plum Blossom Pearl" tea into a glass teapot, then placing it on a small clay stove, letting it swirl and boil in the water. The "Plum Blossom Pearls" gradually bloomed, and the fragrance of winter plum blossoms grew stronger as the water boiled.

When the tea turned a beautiful amber color, Li Yinyin wrapped the handle with a handkerchief, poured the tea into a cup, and presented it to Yu Qiaoyun: "Sister-in-law, try the tea I brewed."

Yu Qiaoyun was lost in thought, gazing at the distant mountains. When she was called out, she paused for a moment before taking the cup. She first smelled the aroma, blew on it slightly, and then took a small sip: "Not bad, Yinyin, your skills have already surpassed mine."

“Sister-in-law, I have no doubt that even if I just served you a cup of plain water, you would say it’s good,” Li Yinyin picked up the teacup and tasted it herself. “I just put tea in and boiled it. I didn’t really put in much skill. If you think it’s delicious, it must be thanks to the good tea.”

“Although the tea is good, you have to watch over it to determine the proper temperature and timing for drinking it. If the temperature is too low or the time is too short, the floral aroma won't come out; if the temperature is too high or the time is too long, the tea leaves will become too sour and astringent, or even bitter,” Yu Qiaoyun said, warming her hands with the cup as she continued to praise, “The tea tastes so good now, how could your contribution not be significant?”

“Sister-in-law, you’ve convinced me,” Li Yinyin said, holding her teacup and sighing like a little adult. “If you keep praising me like this, I’m afraid I’ll start to feel like I can catch up with the Tea Sage soon.”

Yu Qiaoyun chuckled: "That's not quite right. How could ordinary people like us compare to sages?"

But sister-in-law, you seem rather blind to me now! Li Yinyin took a sip of hot tea, not daring to voice her thoughts, but suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, do you think the aroma would be more unique if the tea were served in a bamboo cup?"

"Winter plum blossoms and bamboo fragrance?" Yu Qiaoyun didn't think it was a good combination, but she didn't mind letting her sister try it. "Just have someone get you two bamboo tubes."

Just as Li Yinyin was about to agree, she suddenly heard a commotion outside.

This time.

“Sister-in-law,” Li Yinyin put down her teacup and stood up, “could it be that my eldest brother is back!”

Yu Qiaoyun also had some guesses, so she simply went outside with her and sure enough, they saw Li Chengming.

"Big brother!" Li Yinyin exclaimed in surprise, then smiled as she watched her sister-in-law and brother gaze into each other's eyes, their eyes locked in a tender embrace.

In order not to disturb them, Li Yinyin shifted her attention elsewhere and soon spotted Xiao Liu standing by the carriage.

"Xiao Liu, what are you doing standing here? Did my brother bring something back?"

Xiao Liu glanced awkwardly into the carriage: "Miss, the guests inside are invited by the master."

"Guest? Why isn't he getting out of the carriage?" Li Yinyin walked curiously to the carriage and heard a faint snoring sound. This time, without Xiao Liu saying anything, she understood that the guest was asleep.

No wonder Xiao Liu stood by the carriage with a face full of hesitation.

Li Yinyin didn't look inside, but asked, "Is this a guest I know?"

Xiao Liu shook his head: "This servant has never seen her before either. I suppose the young lady wouldn't recognize her."

Since we don't know each other, there's nothing we can do but wait for my brother and sister-in-law to make a decision later.

Fortunately, Li Chengming and Yu Qiaoyun hadn't forgotten about their sister and guests, and soon they walked hand in hand to the carriage.

Li Chengming pinched a ball of snow, tossed it in his hand, smiled, lifted the carriage curtain, and accurately hit the guest in the face.

Almost immediately, a furious voice boomed, startling the crow that was perched on a branch.

"Li! Cheng! Ming!"

The carriage curtain was suddenly lifted, and a man with white hair and beard but a baby face appeared before everyone.

"Li Chengming, tell me, did you do it? You..."

The man glanced at Yu Qiaoyun beside him, then quickly looked at the people behind her, his gaze sweeping over the heads of everyone present.

"Half-Immortal, don't you recognize me?" Yu Qiaoyun was interrupted as soon as she said this with a smile.

The man suddenly looked terrified and retreated back into the carriage: "Go, go, go! Take me back! Take me back! Li Chengming, I'm not staying any longer, please take me away!"

The servants attending to her were clueless, but Li Yinyin's heart suddenly skipped a beat. If this was the fortune teller her elder brother had mentioned, did his behavior mean he had truly seen something?

She couldn't help but move closer, so she could more easily see the expressions on her elder brother and sister-in-law's faces. At this moment, their expressions were identically grim.

Clearly, they also sensed something was wrong from the fortune teller's actions.

Li Chengming waved his hand, signaling the servants to move away and keeping others at bay before speaking, "Half-Immortal, what did you see?"

Inside the carriage, apart from the sudden increase in heavy breathing, no one spoke.

Li Chengming then asked, "Has something terrible happened?"

The fortune teller remained hidden in the car, making no sound whatsoever.

Seeing her brother and sister-in-law's increasingly grave expressions, Li Yinyin reached out and took Yu Qiaoyun's hand: "Sister-in-law, when he saw us and the servants just now, it was as if he saw something terrifying. To scare someone like that, could it be... could it be that he saw us all..."

The word "death" was stuck in their throats, but no one dared to utter it.

Just then, a crisp sound came from inside the carriage, and a copper coin rolled out with a clatter, landing face up on the snow from the carriage shaft.

Yu Qiaoyun was clearly wearing a thick cloak and her hands had just been holding hot tea, but Li Yinyin felt her suddenly shiver.

Li Chengming, regaining his composure, asked, "Is there a way to break this?"

There was no sound from inside the carriage again.

“Big brother,” Li Yinyin said while warming her sister-in-law’s hands, “the guests are already at the door, but we haven’t invited them in. That’s impolite of us. He must think we’re being too dismissive, that’s why he hasn’t spoken, right?”