Transmigrated into a Prosperous Farm Wife, Pampered, Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Prime Minister

"Brother-in-law, are you hot? Do you have a fever?"

Lin Hongwen's voice suddenly came from the darkness, and then his hand reached out.

Jiang Changtian's body trembled, and he suddenly grabbed his hand. "You don't have a fever, I'm just hot. You go to sleep first."

"Oh, I don't feel hot."

Lin Hongwen mumbled something, turned over and fell asleep again, but soon his feet were outstretched again.

Jiang Changtian moved his feet over, and soon his hands came over, and his whole body squeezed in on this side.

Seeing his sleeping posture, Jiang Changtian had no choice but to get up and read a book.

As I opened my book, I could still hear hushed laughter coming from next door.

Those words that made him blush and his heart race couldn't help but creep into his ears.

It's destined to be a sleepless night.

……

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The next morning, Lin Hongwen yawned, rubbed his eyes, and let out two loud farts.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Changtian sitting at the table and was so shocked that she almost rolled her eyes back.

"Sister, brother-in-law, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Changtian, holding a book in his hand: ...

Lin Hongwen suddenly remembered that he had slept with his brother-in-law last night, and his face turned completely red. He stammered.

"Um... Brother-in-law, I'm sorry! I thought I was the only one in the room, please don't be angry."

He thought he was the only one there; he ate too much yesterday and his digestion wasn't very good.

A foul odor wafted over, and Jiang Changtian held his breath, trying to keep his expression normal. "It's nothing, it's normal for people to eat grains and other foods."

Then, as he was about to go out with his cane, Lin Shuyun came to knock on the door.

As soon as the door opened, she covered her nose and took three steps back. "What the hell are you doing? It stinks!"

"Sis, I farted!"

Lin Hongwen blushed and scratched his head, his voice barely audible.

Lin Shuyun couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha, you little rascal, you didn't do that all night, look at your brother-in-law's pale face, he's turned yellow from all the smoke."

Jiang Changtian: ...

Jiang Changtian came out leaning on his cane, his eyes still bruised, confirming that he couldn't sleep because of the smell of farts.

Lin Shuyun laughed so hard she couldn't straighten up, and when Qin Niangzi found out, she laughed even harder.

Lin Hongwen was so ashamed that he ran to his brother's room to read and dared not come out.

Seeing his elder brother staring at him, Lin Hongwen hurriedly said, "Brother, this is a book that Grandpa Xu gave me, with annotations. None of our teachers have it. Would you like to take a look with me?"

Lin Hongzhi shook his head. "I'm not interested in taking the imperial examinations. I like being a carpenter. Why are you calling me Grandpa Xu? The generation difference is too great."

"I didn't want to either, but he made me call him that. If I didn't, he would hit me on the head." Lin Hongwen noticed that apart from her sister, everyone else had to call Xu Lao "Grandpa".

"The handwriting in this book is so beautiful," Lin Hongzhi said with some envy, as his own handwriting was not good.

Lin Hongwen immediately said, "You haven't seen your brother-in-law's handwriting. His handwriting is even better."

"You call yourself brother-in-law? You've turned his face yellow from all that smoke, hahaha..."

Lin Hongzhi made fun of him again, and Lin Hongwen was so embarrassed that he didn't come out to eat and hid in his room instead.

At the dinner table, Madam Li asked gently, "Grandma, are you settling in comfortably at home?"

Qin Niangzi got goosebumps when she heard "Grandma" addressing her.

"It's a habit, it's a habit. Sister-in-law, you're too kind. Just call me Qin Niang."

Qin Niang listened as if she were her own mother.

Madam Li couldn't bring herself to call her "little sister." She said, "Why don't you just call me 'little sister'? You don't look like you did yesterday. What happened to the mole on your face?"

Qin Niangzi was momentarily embarrassed upon hearing this. She hadn't painted her face in many years and was out of practice. She probably forgot to apply the mole this morning.

"Sister-in-law, you may be mistaken. I don't have a mole on my face."

Lin Dahai, who was standing to the side, spoke up, "Huixian, did your husband's family give you a divorce agreement?"

His cousin's name is Huixian, why did she change her surname?

Qin Niangzi took a sip of porridge. "No, my husband is dead. No one will write me a divorce agreement, so I'll remain a widow for him."

How do your husband's family treat you?

Lin Dahai felt sorry for his cousin, who had no children of her own and was left to fend for herself.

Qin Niangzi peeled an egg and said, "I don't know. I've lived alone all these years, so whatever."

The two of them exchanged questions and answers, while the others remained silent.

Lin Shuyun was just thinking that her aunt might not have a good relationship with her husband's family when an extra egg appeared in her bowl. She turned her head and saw Jiang Changtian looking at her and smiling, "Husband, eat this, you should eat more to nourish yourself."

Jiang Changtian inexplicably thought of the turtle soup he overheard last night, which was supposed to be good for health. If a man can't resist it, his ears will get hotter and hotter.

Lin Shuyun blushed when she saw him, thinking to herself that men in ancient times were so innocent.

She was just giving away an egg, and she got shy about it.

If she were to pounce on him, she'd probably scare him away.

Someone knocked on the door, and Lin Hongzhi went to open it. It was Aunt Li.

"Oh, you guys are eating? I've come at a really bad time!"

Madam Li invited, "Her auntie, please sit down and have something to eat."

"No, I've already eaten."

Aunt Li looked at Lin Shuyun and Jiang Changtian with a big smile, "I saw Yunniang and your son-in-law come back yesterday, but it was too late so I didn't feel comfortable coming over. These eggs are for your family!"

When Li saw that Aunt Li was carrying a basket full of eggs, she hurriedly said, "We're all neighbors, how can I accept this? Besides, we have eggs at home."

Aunt Li placed the eggs directly on the table. "You said it yourself, we're all neighbors. Who doesn't know you don't raise chickens and buy all your eggs? I'm overjoyed that the scholar ate these eggs."

The news of Jiang Changtian's success had spread far and wide, and Aunt Li was eager to use her connections, so how could she let Madam Li refuse?

As the two were arguing, Lin Shuyun went back inside and came out with a bag of pastries.

"Thank you, Auntie. We'll accept the eggs. The pastries from the county aren't anything valuable. You can take them back for your grandson."

These pastries were from her space; they were actually flaky pastry mooncakes with five kinds of nuts. During the apocalypse, she found a mooncake factory while searching for supplies and put them all into several large baskets in her space.

During the apocalypse, she was so sick of eating these five-nut mooncakes that she almost threw up. She never expected that the mooncakes would still be there after her spatial awakening.

When Aunt Li saw that even the paper used to wrap the pastries was so high-class, she beamed with joy. "Alright, alright, then I won't stand on ceremony with you. Your child is growing more and more beautiful. Now that you're a scholar's wife, your good fortune is yet to come!"

After she left, many more people arrived one after another, including the village chief. Everyone brought something with them.

Lin Shuyun returned a mooncake to each of them.

He also took out a portion for his family to eat.

Seeing how well these pastries are wrapped, how crispy, fragrant, and sweet they look, they must be quite expensive.

The Lin family all assumed that Lin Shuyun had bought it in the county. Only Jiang Changtian knew that the donkey cart that returned contained only cloth, headwear, and four chickens; nothing else.

The pastry seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.