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

When Tian Denghua returned, Song Yanyan told her about Song Pan'er's visit. Tian Denghua frowned and couldn't help but scold, "I also inquired about it. They said it's a traveling merchant from the county... from the third son's family. It's outrageous! Those traveling merchants, you don't even know where their hometown is. They might go somewhere else in a few days. What if that merchant makes a fortune in both places? If Pan'er goes back to the old house, she'll just become a concubine! What good is wealth and status? In the end, she'll still have to kneel and serve the first wife!"

"And Song Pan'er, she's a fool too! She even wants to go to the capital to find Official Xie! If Official Xie really had feelings for her, wouldn't he have taken her with him when he left? I don't know what she's thinking!"

Tian Denghua became angrier the more she scolded.

Although she had never looked down on Aunt Song San or Song Pan'er, she knew that a woman's marriage was a lifelong matter, no less than a second reincarnation.

She didn't want to get involved in Aunt Song's hasty decision, but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

In addition, Song Pan'er was a reckless person, so Tian Denghua went to Song Laosan's house after dinner, cursing and swearing.

Not long after Song Yanyan finished washing the dishes, Tian Denghua returned, grumbling and cursing.

She was so angry.

"I'd be a fool to interfere in their family affairs again!" Tian Denghua slammed her hand on the table beside her in anger. "I just asked them one question, and they looked at me like I was a thief, saying things like, 'Could it be that you also want to find such a good marriage for your Yanyan?' Bah! Shameless!"

Tian Denghua remained angry for a while, then said in a huff, "Fine, I don't care anymore! I'd rather use that time to think about the good girl your Aunt Xiangmei is going to introduce to your second brother!"

“Oh, right,” Tian Denghua slapped her thigh, remembering something else, “When the weather gets warmer, I still need to repair your second brother’s room in preparation for his wedding; and build two more rooms on the east side of the courtyard. One for you to live in, and one to store some odds and ends, so that your eldest brother’s children will have a place to live when they get older… I estimate it won’t cost more than ten taels of silver.”

Tian Denghua murmured to herself.

Song Yanyan didn't interrupt her mother. After all, her mother was quite angry with her third aunt. It was better for her to think about something else than to get angrier the more she thought about it.

The next day, it was Old Man Su who sent Qingshan to deliver the chosen date for the apprenticeship ceremony.

It is said that the second day of the second lunar month is an auspicious day.

When the dragon raises its head, all things revive.

With the second day of the second lunar month just around the corner, Tian Denghua made Song Xingming's apprenticeship with Old Man Su a top priority and hurriedly began making arrangements.

Just yesterday, she measured Old Man Su's size to make him some clothes.

Since this is a formal apprenticeship ceremony, it is only proper for the student's family to prepare a set of clothes for the teacher.

Tian Denghua is full of energy!

She also remembered the matter of building a house for Song Yanyan. She asked Song Risheng to find a house builder from the next village to come to the yard to check out the site for the expanded house. They also set a date for him to come and dig the foundation and ram the earth.

The villagers were all envious when they saw it.

It is said that the life of the widow and her orphan in Song Lao Er's family is getting better and better.

When Old Mrs. Song heard that Tian Denghua was going to build a new house, she came and made a scene again, determined to get Tian Denghua to hand over the money for the new house.

Tian Denghua skillfully drove away Old Mrs. Song.

Watching her grandmother storm off in anger, Song Yanyan couldn't help but sigh, "Grandma, she really is something else! She keeps trying despite repeated defeats! If she had used that indomitable spirit on anything else, how could she not have succeeded?"

Tian Denghua snorted: "Do something else? Doing something else would be too much trouble. She's coming here to make a scene, and although I'm unlikely to give her any money, what if? What if one day I suddenly have a whim and actually give her some money?... Your grandma is coming to our house to gamble on when I'll have a whim. Anyway, her coming all this way to ask for money only takes a little effort and doesn't interfere with anything she's doing. If she really does have a whim, then it's a win-win situation."

As Tian Denghua spoke, she chuckled to herself, "Your grandma is really something..."

She didn't even know how to describe it.

Song Yanyan silently labeled her grandmother, Old Lady Song, as an opportunist in her heart.

Qi Lian picked up her basket and was about to leave, saying she was going to the temple on the next mountain to pray to the Bodhisattva.

Tian Denghua remembered what Song Yanyan had said earlier and called out to Qi Lian, "Wait."

Tian Denghua took a piece of cloth out of the house.

The fabric was a vibrant color and of fine quality, perfect for making clothes for a young girl.

Qi Lian recognized it at a glance; it was the fabric that her mother-in-law had specially chosen to make clothes for her and her sister-in-law.

It's not cheap at all.

These would sell for several dozen coins in the county!

"We still have so much fabric left from making clothes for you and Yan Yan last time. I was thinking of making a few more for you later, but now that Song Pan'er is getting married, consider this fabric as a dowry for her." Tian Denghua took out another twenty copper coins and handed them to Qi Lian. "Eldest daughter-in-law, take this money. One is to add some incense money to the Buddha's altar to bless the safe birth of your baby, and the other is to ask the temple keeper to help place this fabric in front of the Buddha for a few days. We'll go and collect it again in a few days."

Qi Lian quickly agreed and pushed the copper coin over again: "Mother, I have money..."

Tian Denghua glared at her: "You may have money, but the money I give to the Bodhisattva is my token of appreciation."

Qi Lian then accepted the money without further refusal.

Song Yanyan asked, "Sister-in-law, are you alone? How about I come with you?"

Qi Lian laughed and said, "No, there are several of us. They heard that I got pregnant after praying for offspring at the temple last time, so they all want to go and pray for offspring too."

Upon hearing this, Song Yanyan sat back down and said, "Then you should go, sister-in-law. Be careful on the road."

Qi Lian went out with a smile.

However, when Qi Lian returned from the small temple in the mountains in the afternoon, her expression was somewhat strange.

She gripped the basket handle tightly, her mind clearly in turmoil.

Song Yanyan was feeding the chickens when she noticed Qi Lian acting strangely. She quickly put the feeding basket aside and asked, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

Qi Lian forced a smile: "It's nothing, it's nothing."

Song Yanyan didn't believe it. Qi Lian's restless state didn't seem like she was alright.

Song Yanyan increasingly realized that something was wrong.

She stepped forward and took Qi Lian's hand.

Qi Lian's hands were ice cold. Song Yanyan exclaimed, "Ah! I'll go get you a hot water bottle to warm your hands."

Qi Lian grasped Song Yanyan's hand and whispered, "No need, Yanyan, I'm fine. I'm just..."

Qi Lian was conflicted and didn't know how to express herself.

She looked around but didn't see Tian Denghua, so she lowered her voice and asked, "Is Mother not home?"

Song Yanyan whispered, "Mother went to talk to Aunt Xiuli."

Qi Lian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and quickly pulled Song Yanyan into their room.

Qi Lian closed the door, her face showing some distress as she lowered her voice: "...I went to the temple today, and they all said that this baby looks like a girl. Although it doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl, I think my mother still wants a grandson."

She touched her belly, unable to suppress her anxiety, "...If it's a daughter, I won't be too bothered, but what if Mother is very disappointed?"