Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

That Mid-Autumn Festival.

Jiang Yunze and his wife attended the banquet.

After drinking a few too many glasses, I accidentally spilled the drinks.

Lu Qingyao accompanied her husband to the guest room to change clothes.

Just as he was taking off his clothes, a woman who was soaking wet burst into the room.

And so, both of them lost their reputations.

Qi Caiwei immediately fainted from fright.

It turned out that she had accidentally fallen into the water and, in her haste, mistakenly entered Jiang Yunze's room...

The Qi family certainly didn't want their daughter to become a concubine, but unfortunately, it was their daughter's fault that caused her to lose her reputation.

The head of the Qi family's mother came to propose marriage and brought a large dowry of fertile land, real estate, gold, and silver.

Lu Qingyao witnessed all of this and could only silently acquiesce, but it felt like swallowing a wing, a lump in her throat, making her feel disgusted whether she lived or died.

It wasn't until Jiang Zipei was born and Jiang Yunze rose through the ranks thanks to Minister Qi's influence that Lu Qingyao finally realized the truth.

Two fathers-in-law, one a scholar and the other a warrior.

So this is the kind of influence Jiang Yunze wanted to leverage.

Looking back now, I realize how ridiculously foolish I was.

Mistaking a fish eye for a pearl...

Jiang Miaomiao felt her mother's arms tighten around her.

She reached out to wipe away the tears on her mother's cheeks and patted her mother's chest.

"Mother, don't cry... don't cry..."

The little girl, who could barely speak clearly, comforted her in her sweet, childlike voice.

Lu Qingyao smiled.

She smiled through her tears.

As for Jiang Yunze, her heart had already gone numb when the two parted ways, and tears were just a habitual flow.

This night.

She was sleeping soundly.

She dreamt of two cheetahs tearing each other apart...

The next morning.

Another new day.

The sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking gradually rose.

Lu Qingyao's family got up very early.

I left home at Chenshi (7-9 AM).

They fed the chickens with bamboo fungus for two days, and also fed it to the stray dogs behind the house.

They are all safe and sound.

So they went out to pick mushrooms.

These mushrooms, found only in bamboo forests, are extremely precious.

The little girl was named Zhusun (竹荪).

However, this type of mushroom has a special growth habit. It takes only five or six hours for it to grow from maturity. If it is not picked in time, it will spoil and dissolve.

They must be harvested before noon.

After harvesting, the fruit must be dried in a timely manner, otherwise it will spoil and dissolve.

Dried bamboo fungus, when stewed or used in soups, has a delicious and refreshing taste. It not only helps relieve coughs caused by lung deficiency, but also has a subtle bamboo aroma.

This is a gift from heaven.

Because no one had ever picked them, and the stench was too strong.

With the help of Qiuqiu and Jiang Xiaobai, the bamboo fungus harvest today was quite plentiful.

With everyone's help, they picked several baskets of bamboo fungus in just one morning.

Then they hurriedly carried it down the mountain, washed it, and laid it on a bamboo sieve to dry.

Jiang Miaomiao also went to pick bamboo fungus.

She was so small, she couldn't help at all, and only made things worse.

There's nothing we can do, kids just poop and pee a lot.

One minute she needs to pee, the next she needs to poop, and then she gets hungry.

But a family should be together, and participation is the most important thing.

On the way back, I fell asleep on my mother's back.

When you wake up again.

I was awakened by the sound of thunder and lightning.

The sun hid behind the clouds.

It's raining.

Mother, aunt, and brother hurriedly brought bamboo fungus into the house; the bamboo fungus was half-dried.

Nobody paid her any attention.

Jiang Miaomiao was bored and rolled around on the bed.

One minute they're sucking their fingers, the next they're picking at their toes.

Some ecstasy.

Sorrow!

Qingshi Town has a lot of bamboo fungus, but it also gets a lot of rain.

Without a baking machine, relying solely on sun drying results in a yellowish color, and areas that are not baked are prone to spoilage and rot.

Forget about selling them, they can't even be served at the dinner table of high-ranking officials or nobles, let alone at their own family's dinner table.

The baby was getting a little irritable and rolled around again.

Rolling and rolling...

As soon as Lu Qingyao entered the room, she saw the baby by the bed.

He rushed over and picked up the little one.

Jiang Miaomiao was startled. She was rolling around enthusiastically when her mother picked her up like a little chick.

She stared at her mother in disbelief.

Then her mother hugged her and patted her back gently.

"Miaomiao, don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Aren't you terrified? Look how scared you are!"

During the meal, Jiang Miaomiao was still a little dazed, letting her mother feed her rice and minced meat bite by bite.

Until she saw that everyone had bamboo fungus and chicken in their bowls.

Her bowl contained only chicken soup and chicken meat, which had been ladled from a separate pot.

Xiao Miaomiao quit.

Is it because she didn't pick the bamboo fungus that they won't let her eat it?

“Sizzle… I want to sizzle…” The little baby pointed at the bamboo fungus in his mother’s bowl.

Mother immediately picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, then her oval face scrunched up in disgust. "It tastes awful, it's so bitter!"

Aunt Xiuxiu and her two older brothers each picked up a piece and put it in their mouths.

Aunt: "Ugh, it's so bitter! It tastes awful."

Second brother: "It's so sour, it's gone bad!"

Big brother: "Ugh, it stinks..."

Jiang Miaomiao: "..."

Ugh, you're kidding me! It's not like I haven't eaten it before.

Oh well, I've discovered that my mother only lets me eat chicken mushrooms; she won't let me eat any other mushrooms.

Are you worried that she's too young and could easily be poisoned?

after dinner.

Mother and Aunt Xiuxiu then started to light the stove.

Used for baking bamboo fungus.

Holding a bamboo sieve in your hands to grill over charcoal fire is quite tiring.

Looking at the bamboo sieve, Jiang Miaomiao suddenly recalled the scene of modern people roasting tea over charcoal.

It is remarkably similar to the scene before my eyes.

She remembered her treasure chest.

It was just a small wooden box, made by her older brother to store her toys.

Inside was a set of small bamboo tubes, which her second brother had carved for her to play with. They were like Russian nesting dolls, one inside the other, from smallest to largest.

Unfortunately, toys at that time were not as plentiful as they are today.

A dried fruit that falls from a tree, a leaf, a twig, or a pretty little stone picked up from the riverbank.

They can all become toys for little kids in this era.

Then Lu Qingyao saw her little girl wobbling to her treasure chest and picking up the small bamboo tube.

He walked towards her.

He took out two bamboo tubes, one large and one small, put the smaller one into the larger one, pointed to the charcoal brazier, and then pointed to his own small bamboo tube.

"Mother... that... put it inside..."

He then pointed to the bamboo fungus in the bamboo sieve, "Put the mushrooms on top..."

Jiang Miaomiao really couldn't think of any other way to express herself. She couldn't speak fluently, and she couldn't even hold a pen steadily when drawing.

It's definitely a case of the body not keeping up with the mind.

Ugh, this is so hard for me!

Lu Qingyao grew anxious as she watched her daughter approach the charcoal brazier.

He put down the bamboo sieve, picked her up, and placed her in his eldest son's arms. "Keep an eye on your sister and don't let her get near the charcoal fire."

The two, who were copying books and practicing calligraphy, suddenly hugged their younger sister tightly, as if they had received a command.

"Miaomiao can't go, it's dangerous!"

Jiang Miaomiao: "..."

I'm too hard!

So he looked at his second brother with pleading eyes.

She then demonstrated the gestures she had made to her mother to her second brother, muttering to herself.

She felt that her gestures were still clear enough, but she didn't understand them.

Xiao Miaomiao's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw her second brother.

I understand, Second Brother must have understood what she meant.

As expected of the second brother!

Jiang Ziyan asked somewhat uncertainly, "Miaomiao, do you want to put the charcoal inside the bamboo tube and then put the mushrooms on top to roast?"

"Yes... roasted mushrooms." The little baby blinked and nodded.

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