Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

"Pearl is so clever!"

Lü Qingyou praised it aloud, then took a sip of the porridge.

"I must say, this sweet potato porridge is really good!"

Zhang sat down beside her and praised her.

"I'll have the housekeeper go to the farm and get some sweet potatoes to give to the families we're on good terms with."

Zhang continued speaking.

"Hmm! But not too many, since many of them need to be planted as seeds in the spring."

Lü Qingyou nodded.

"Okay, whatever you say. Let them have a taste now."

Zhang said with a smile.

"But Qingyou, the prefect's wife is coming! What should we do?!"

After Lü Qingyou finished eating, Zhang asked again.

"What's so difficult about that? We have so many rare chrysanthemums in our greenhouse. We can move them all out and have a chrysanthemum appreciation and crab feast."

Lu Qingyou took a sip of fragrant tea and made the suggestion.

"That's really a good idea."

Zhang clapped his hands.

"I'll go write the invitations and invite all the people who are close to our family. When they leave, I'll let them take a few sweet potatoes with them."

As Zhang spoke, it was as if the sweet potato was some delicious and wonderful thing.

Seeing Zhang's expression, Lü Qingyou couldn't help but laugh. This sweet potato might not be a good thing in the future, but it's definitely a good thing now.

"Mother is absolutely right!"

Lü Qingyou nodded quickly.

Zhang was in high spirits. Finding that there weren't many chrysanthemums in her greenhouse, she went out and bought some more. After all, she had money to burn.

It was such a big deal that the wife and daughter of the prefect were coming to visit our home for the first time; just thinking about it made us happy.

When the banquet began, Zhang received a visiting card, which turned out to be from Princess Zhao'an.

Zhang's good mood vanished the moment she saw this name.

"Isn't this just deliberately trying to annoy us?"

Zhang slammed the visiting card onto the table.

"Mother, if she wants to come, are you going to refuse her... So what if she comes! I don't think she'll do anything wrong?"

Lü Qingyou reached out and gently patted Zhang's hand.

Seeing that she still needed her daughter to comfort her, Zhang felt a little embarrassed.

The day arrived quickly; the weather was fine and the sun was shining brightly—truly a beautiful day.

Zhang got up early and had everyone clean the house thoroughly, inside and out.

The crab feast was held in a pavilion in the garden. This pavilion was a mother-and-child pavilion, with one large one connected to a smaller one.

The ladies were seated in a large pavilion outside, while the smaller pavilion inside was reserved for the young ladies.

All kinds of chrysanthemums, vying for beauty and color, surround the pavilion.

Zhang and the others were waiting for the prefect's wife to arrive.

Soon, a carriage bearing the insignia of the prefect was seen parked in front of the gate.

"Madam Song!"

Madam Zhang hurriedly went to greet her. Madam Song was quite young, in her thirties, and well-maintained. She was a little plump, but she looked very prosperous.

Miss Song also got off the carriage and followed behind Madam Song with grace and poise.

"Mrs. Lü".

Madam Song was very approachable and chatted with Madam Zhang.

"This must be Qingyou. My master praised you highly. I've always wanted to meet you and see what kind of girl you are. Today I finally met you."