Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Didn't have to wait long.

Another convoy arrived at the village entrance.

My mother, my maternal uncle, and my two cousins ​​all arrived.

He only brought one dog, Dahuang, and entrusted the others to the care of the neighboring clansmen for the time being, to be fed by his younger cousin, Wang Shaoyan, when he returned.

Wang Shaoyan, dressed in plain clothes, was just ten years old.

Standing in the morning light, his figure was as upright as a new bamboo shoot, his face still bearing a trace of childishness, but his shoulders seemed to carry an undeniable weight. He was on this journey to see everyone off; there weren't many men in his family, so he had to handle everything.

I could only suppress my inner turmoil and insist on not burdening others.

In fact, apart from his aunt, the others all understood why he refused to move to Chang'an: he wanted to stay at home to observe mourning for his parents.

He harbored deep resentment towards the so-called "benefactor" who caused him to lose his loved ones.

For the relatives of those who died in war, it is very difficult to find a specific enemy.

This time it's different; because of the so-called compensation, the truth has not been concealed from this family.

How cruel?

It was precisely because of their tacit understanding over the years that Wang Shaoyi and the others did not try to persuade him further, understanding that he needed this hatred to sustain him.

"Is everyone here?"

"Yes, Captain Bull."

"it is good."

"Let's set off!"

The people standing at the village entrance waved goodbye as the convoy slowly drove away.

Because most of the villagers are from the same clan, they support each other.

In reality, very few families felt jealous or resentful that they were able to move to Chang'an.

This is not a great thing. Villagers with land and property can live a good life as long as there are no natural disasters or wars.

In the city, however, they had no power, influence, or connections at home.

Supply control is strict and prices are very high.

With only a few mouths to feed, consisting of just a young boy and a woman, they could hardly establish a household!

They say they have a business to make a living, but fortune and misfortune are unpredictable.

Moreover, this was achieved at the cost of lives.

Outsiders can only think of so much, but in reality, there is another layer: a gift from a noble person, which one dares not refuse.

The Wang family members were all quick-witted; during the convoy's rest breaks, they didn't forget to gather information.

I understand.

This was originally a convoy for transporting goods for important people.

Not long ago, after the transaction in Luoyang, the goods went from being large and numerous to small and expensive.

Only the horse-drawn carriage could take them back to Chang'an first. The oxcart team then slowly made their way back, trading goods along the way. It wasn't until Steward Bao sent a letter instructing them to pick up the Wang family members along the way and return to Chang'an as soon as possible.

That's how they managed to hitch a ride.

Otherwise, not only will the items be unlucky, but their safety will also be difficult to guarantee.

Fortunately, the caravan was well-equipped, and everyone could ride in oxcarts, which sped up the process somewhat.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to arrive in time.

......

Two days later, at Yanxing Gate.

This place is located in the southeast of Chang'an City.

From a distance, one can see a heavily guarded watchtower above and three six-meter-wide doorways below, creating an imposing sight.

The convoy originally didn't use this gate, but it was to go to the neighborhood where the Wang family lived, which was closer.

Unload the goods as soon as possible and go back to report.

Only by being a good person to the end can one truly succeed.

They lined up in the middle of the aisle with the convoy, each one as obedient as a quail.

Whether it was a group of porters chatting on the road or a caravan manager with powerful connections, no one dared to act recklessly in this place.

Rows of bows and arrows awaited; cutting in line was out of the question.

Xia Youmi walked beside the car, quietly observing her surroundings.

After several years of practice, she has learned how to scan everything inconspicuously, so as to provide the system in her mind with live footage every year.

Nian Nian is extremely busy now, with data pouring in like crazy.

Collect data from city gates, terrain, and even faces.

Sigh, after scanning all this way, the system has already detected a slight increase in running speed.

However, facing such a large amount of data for the first time still caused it to subtly heat up.

Just as Xia Youmi was carefully observing her surroundings, someone in the next line was also observing her.

suddenly,

Their eyes met—and there stood a pair of sharp, piercing phoenix eyes!

Upon closer inspection, the other person's gaze softened, revealing nothing unusual.

He was dressed like a little beggar, about ten years old, with a sallow complexion and thin body, and looked extremely vulnerable.

Xia Youmi had a feeling that this was not simple.

"Nian Nian, adjust the footage from before."

"understand!"

Sure enough, even though the other party quickly withdrew, the system's recorded footage remained accurate.

The boy's gaze was sharp and profound, as if piercing through the clouds, seemingly able to see through everything in the world.

This child is definitely no ordinary person!

Xia Youmi quickly changed her expression, put on an innocent smile, and nodded to the other person in a friendly manner.

In fact, it only took a moment for the surprise to turn into a smile, and it didn't offend anyone.

The other person responded blankly for a moment, then lowered their head and rubbed their stomach.

“Every year, I feel like he’s acting, pretending to be pitiful to test the waters.”

"I see through you but I won't say it! I know what you're up to!" the system said in a light tone.

"Hey hey hey..."

"oops!"

Xia Youmi clapped her hands as if she had suddenly thought of something, and then took out her social artifact from her basket—her mother's loving steamed buns!

This one is sweet and keeps better than the meat filling. It contains ingredients like dates and walnuts. Although it's not as soft as freshly steamed, some glutinous rice was intentionally added to prevent it from being too dry and to give it a fragrant chewy texture.

Yes, because she can't eat very dry food, all the improvements her mother made were for her! Hehe.

"Here, this is for you."

Xia Youmi handed out the steamed buns with a genuine smile that was hard to resist.

"I..." The boy hesitated. He gave off a strange feeling, not like a real beggar, but you could see some real distress on the surface, mixed with a sophisticated disguise.

If it weren't for the system's cheat code, Xia Youmi probably wouldn't have targeted him or deliberately shown him kindness.

"Here you go! My family sells steamed buns. It's located in Zhaoguofang, and it should be called Wangji. If you don't want to take them for free, you can pay later."

Upon hearing this, everyone around couldn't help but look over.

Xia Youmi was also very generous, giving several little ones a few and coaxing them affectionately.

The boy also appeared to be persuaded, accepting the gift with both hands with a grateful expression of respect.

"Thank you!"

"Unkind!"

Ignoring the stares of those around him, the boy started to gnaw on it. He even knew to swallow in small bites to avoid choking.

Xia Youmi smiled broadly, radiating excitement and pride at having done a good deed.

They even took the time to advertise to those around them.

"Young man, if you find it delicious, you must come and patronize our business often in the future!"

The boy held the steamed bun and nodded hesitantly.

Life is like a play.

Show off each other's acting skills.

Whether it's a snake or a tiger, we mustn't antagonize it.

She will carefully avoid the male lead's influence, but she also can't miss out on the help of others, just in case it comes in handy in the future?

Ultimately, it's about having another way to survive.

Using biscuits is worthwhile.