A lucky little peasant girl is reborn and brings prosperity to her entire family.

The registrar's wife's surname was Xiao.

Madam Xiao had the air of a noblewoman; besides Luo Jinyu, she also had a maidservant following behind her.

She stood there, nodding regally to Song Yanyan and her mother, her eyes fixed on Song Yanyan with a hint of scrutiny.

“Jinyu,” Madam Xiao said with a smile, “is that the little girl you mentioned who had a dream about an old Taoist priest with a white beard who said her family would save you?”

Luo Jinyu nodded shyly and quietly: "Godmother, it's her."

Madam Xiao's smile deepened, and she beckoned to Song Yanyan, "Little girl, come here."

Song Yanyan glanced at Tian Denghua.

Although Tian Denghua was unhappy, she was eating her meal when this teasing tone called her over. Her daughter wasn't a puppy or a kitten.

But Tian Denghua also knew that these minor officials who were in charge of their livelihoods were the ones she absolutely could not afford to offend.

Tian Denghua took out a faded but clean handkerchief and wiped Song Yanyan's mouth. She then took Song Yanyan's hand and led her to Madam Xiao, saying, "This humble woman greets Madam Xiao, the Registrar."

Madam Xiao remained indifferent, ignoring Tian Denghua, her gaze lingering more on Song Yanyan.

"Young lady, I heard from Jinyu that you dreamed of an old Taoist priest with a white beard?" Madam Xiao seemed very interested in this, and asked with a smile.

Song Yanyan glanced at Luo Jinyu.

Luo Jinyu was smiling reservedly.

She knew that Luo Jinyu would definitely spread the word everywhere in order to increase her own value.

Song Yanyan lowered her eyes and repeated the same line she had told Luo Jinyu before.

Madam Xiao listened with a gleam in her eyes.

Luo Jinyu seemed a little embarrassed: "...Perhaps it was a coincidence. But when Miss Song said that my surname was Luo, it really startled me."

While talking about coincidences, Luo Jinyu deliberately brought up Song Yanyan's correct mention of her surname to increase the credibility of the white-bearded old Taoist in her dream.

Although Song Yanyan disliked Luo Jinyu, she also instinctively disliked this registrar's wife.

But she didn't want Luo Jinyu to be rejected by this clerk's wife; she wished the two of them could be together.

Song Yanyan nodded seriously, cooperating perfectly: "Yes. In my dream, the white-bearded old Taoist told me that this Miss Luo has a noble destiny, but my family is too poor to benefit from it. Instead, we would be a burden to Miss Luo, so..."

Song Yanyan sighed with deep emotion.

Mrs. Xiao's smile became noticeably wider.

She smiled and sighed, "The moment I saw Jinyu that day, I felt a connection with her. Later, I learned about this incident from her."

Song Yanyan nodded in agreement with a serious expression: "This just shows that the lady's family is very lucky. They say that only a golden nest can attract a golden phoenix, right?"

These words brought smiles to the faces of both the registrar's wife and Luo Jinyu.

Luo Jinyu's gaze towards Song Yanyan finally carried a hint of satisfaction.

The registrar's wife was also very satisfied.

The adoptive mother and daughter were satisfied and left together.

Tian Denghua, standing behind them, breathed a sigh of relief, then secretly spat on the ground.

"Such an air of superiority, even making my daughter come over to ask questions. But she didn't even show the younger generation a gift. We country folk all know to give children a few copper coins as a lucky money gift!" Tian Denghua snorted disdainfully, then pulled Song Yanyan towards the wonton stall, "Come on, let's go eat ours, we've made our wontons get cold."

Song Yanyan didn't care about the gifts from the registrar's wife; she only hoped that the registrar's wife and Luo Jinyu would become a couple.

If she could, Song Yanyan would be willing to swallow the key herself to ensure they were locked up securely!

After Tian Denghua and Song Yanyan finished eating their wontons, the mother and daughter felt warm all over and continued to stroll around the market. During this time, Tian Denghua bought two dried fish and some salt to replenish the things that were lacking at home.

The gourd ladle at home had been used for so long that it was almost worn through. Tian Denghua was standing in front of a stall selling gourd ladles, haggling with the stall owner, when Song Yanyan suddenly widened her eyes.

Hey, isn't that her second brother and that Zhai family girl over there?

Clearly, Song Yueping did not see Song Yanyan.

Song Yanyan remained silent, watching Song Yueping and the girl from the Zhai family disappear at the end of the street.

Tian Denghua also bought the gourd ladle she wanted at a satisfactory price. After paying the coins with satisfaction, she noticed that her daughter seemed to be staring blankly at something.

"Let's go, let's go." Tian Denghua called to Song Yanyan, "Come on, Mother will take you to buy some cloth."

Song Yanyan responded and whispered, "Mother, I just saw my second brother with the Zhai family girl."

Tian Denghua pursed her lips: "Is your second brother buying things for that girl from the Zhai family?"

Song Yanyan exclaimed in surprise, "Mother, how did you know!"

Tian Denghua scoffed coldly, too lazy to say anything more to her young daughter. She simply touched her daughter's hair and said, "I guessed it when I gave your second brother the money... Never mind, let's not talk about that unlucky guy. Come on, let's go buy you some nice jewelry. My daughter is so beautiful, she should be dressed up nicely!"

Seeing that Tian Denghua understood, Song Yanyan didn't say much, obediently responded, and took Tian Denghua's arm.

The misfortune that left her second brother with a limp won't happen until next spring...

Right now, it's not too late!

……

Tian Denghua and Song Yanyan bought a lot of things at the market. The heavier items were placed in the basket on her back, while the lighter items were wrapped in cloth and carried on her back by Song Yanyan.

There was another portion, which was a few pastries that Song Yanyan bought for her third brother out of her own pocket.

Song Yanyan argued vehemently: "Third Brother spends all day studying those classical Chinese texts, which is both tiring and mentally taxing. I need to give Third Brother some extra help!"

Tian Denghua scolded Song Yanyan for spending money recklessly, but she still happily led her towards the county school.

The gatekeeper of the county school was warming himself by the fire inside when he was called out, and he was initially quite unhappy about it.

But Song Yanyan was beautiful and had a sweet tongue. She kept saying, "Grandpa, you've worked so hard," and even took a piece of pastry from the ones she had bought for Song Xingming and handed it to the gatekeeper: "This pastry is delicious, Grandpa, please try it."

The gatekeeper took the pastry, his face crinkling with smiles. He not only readily agreed to help them find Song Xingming to deliver the message, but also warmly invited the mother and daughter to come into the small hut guarding the county school gate to warm themselves by the fire.

Song Yanyan smiled sweetly at the gatekeeper: "Thank you, Grandpa. Grandpa is so kind."

The doorman quickly closed the door and went to the county school to deliver the message.

After the gatekeeper left, Tian Denghua hissed and looked at Song Yanyan.

She felt a pang of heartache; those pastries weren't cheap, and her silly daughter had just given them away like that?