Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

That night.

Jiang Miaomiao and her family were enjoying the cool air in the courtyard.

Lu Garden was not brightly lit.

Lights were only lit in the inhabited courtyards.

Because there weren't many people in Lu Garden, my mother felt it wasn't necessary to light up the place brightly everywhere.

That would be too wasteful of fuel.

Mu Qianxue felt a little uncomfortable, as if she were surrounded by darkness, but she gradually adapted by adapting to local customs.

Without the lights illuminating the night sky, the Milky Way appears even brighter.

The Weaver Girl and the Altair star gaze at each other from afar...

Mu Jiangyue thoroughly enjoyed such nights. When she and Yao Yao were on the frontier, they would also raise their cups and drink together under the moon.

We built a bonfire, roasted rabbits and fish, and stole our father's wine to drink.

How delightful...

But it's not bad right now.

Several children lit a charcoal fire in the yard and roasted chicken and lamb...

The aroma of cooking lingered in the courtyard.

Laughter and chatter filled the air as people chased and played, creating a lively and joyful scene.

Xiuxiu secretly went to take a look.

The house across the street was brightly lit.

Now Jiang Zijin is passively in charge, and everything else is unnecessary.

But she dared not skimp on lighting the lamps.

It's dark at night, and if someone sneaks in, it would be extremely dangerous.

Having learned from past mistakes, we must still be cautious.

Both mother and daughter had a feeling that someone was trying to harm them.

Apart from the cost of lamp oil, Jiang Zijin was very frugal in other aspects, and her diet was light.

In her previous life, she ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddhist scriptures for a long time for the deceased Mu Qianxue, and unknowingly developed a liking for vegetarianism.

She likes it now too.

But I would still occasionally accompany my mother to eat some steamed mutton.

She even persuaded her mother to skip ginseng and bird's nest, as those things were too expensive, and to use white fungus soup instead.

The only major expense these days is the medicine for treating my mother's face and the face powder.

She had already thought it through: if the scars couldn't be healed, covering them with makeup would be just as good.

As long as it doesn't affect social interactions in the future, it's fine.

She looked through the old accounts and realized that her mother was really foolish for sending such a small amount of silver to the capital.

The thought of all that money being spent by her father on his mistress and bastard child is unbearable.

She felt a tightness in her chest.

From now on, the father will not receive a single penny more than what his wife and daughter earn.

I don't think about it!

Qi Caiwei leaned against the couch.

She's still somewhat dazed.

My heart ached uncontrollably, and I let the tears slide down my cheeks.

Her husband had said that he would no longer take concubines, that he would only have her from now on, and that he would only grow old with her.

How come she's hooking up with someone else again?

They must have been separated for too long, that must be it.

As expected, Mother was right. Men are all like cats that steal fish; you have to keep them firmly in your grasp.

Her husband was no exception.

I blamed her for being too confident in herself.

Now that her face is ruined, she feels waves of inferiority.

She held her daughter's hand and asked, "Jin'er, will your father dislike me?"

"Mother, you are a daughter of the Qi family. Father wouldn't dare to despise you. It's all that mistress who seduced Father. Just go back and drive her away..."

That's the tragedy of being from a poor family; my father has no right to look down on me.

Qi Caiwei stared blankly at her daughter.

Jin'er is so young, yet she already understands these things, which makes her feel a little ashamed. "It's Mother who's been confused..."

"Jin'er, get ready. Once the people your father sent to pick us up arrive, leave Jiangzhou immediately."

She was determined to go back this time, no matter what.

Jiang Zijin had already packed her things, ready to leave at any time.

"You can leave if you want, I'm not leaving." Jiang Zipei, who had just returned from outside, kicked over the stool in front of her.

She questioned her mother, "Mother, are you really going to just abandon Mei-gu like this? Do you have any conscience? You were raised on Mei-gu's milk."

Jiang Zijin no longer hid.

Whether she's ruthless at such a young age or cunning, let others say what they will.

She slapped her younger brother hard across the face.

Although she didn't hit hard, she still left a red mark.

She scolded her younger brother, "Jiang Zipei, how dare you talk to your mother like that? Why are you so stubborn? I already said it's beyond saving. If you want to save him, go and save him yourself. Who's going to put up with you?"

Jiang Zipei was stunned by the beating.

I stood there, stunned, my face burning.

Jiang Zijing actually dared to hit him! What right did she have to hit him?

Qi Caiwei looked at her daughter in surprise. Why was her daughter so fierce?

She was still a young girl who had not yet reached marriageable age.

His aura was so powerful that even she couldn't help but tremble.

What's wrong with my daughter?

Was she angered by her father?

Jiang Zipei covered her face, her face flushed with anger, and glared at Jiang Zijin, "You vicious woman, I don't have a sister like you, what kind of sister are you!"

"Pei'er, how could you say such a thing?" Qi Caiwei pulled her son over, looked at the mark on her face, and gently advised, "Jin'er is doing all this for our own good. Look at how hard she's worked these past few days. It's all my fault for being useless..."

As she spoke, she wiped away her tears.

Her son is very soft-hearted; once she cries, he always stops making a fuss.

Jiang Zipei couldn't bear it either, so she suppressed her anger and took Qi Caiwei's hand.

"Mother, please don't go back yet, okay? The imperial examination is just around the corner. If we miss it on the way back to the capital, we'll have to wait another year..."

Both his mother and Mei Gu valued his imperial examination very much. Even if he couldn't rescue Mei Gu, he still had to take the exam.

We can't leave now anyway.

If they leave, and Mei Gu doesn't see them on the day she leaves Jiangzhou, how heartbroken she must be.

Qi Caiwei has been preoccupied with trivial matters lately and almost forgot about her son's imperial examination.

Yes, the children's examination is coming up soon.

We cannot let her mistakes ruin our son's future.

He immediately said, "Alright, Pei'er, then wait until you finish your preliminary exam before going back. During this time, just focus on preparing for the exam and don't think about anything else."

"As for Anita Mui... I will try my best to think of a solution..."

My son is simple-minded and easily fooled.

Fool it first and then talk.

Jiang Zipei looked at her mother suspiciously, "Really?"

"Why would your mother lie to you? Study hard and don't get distracted." Qi Caiwei straightened his clothes and adopted the demeanor of a loving mother.

Jiang Zipei smiled and happily returned to her study.

Jiang Zijin's face was darker than the bottom of a pot.

She finally managed to persuade her mother to leave, but her younger brother ruined everything.

Looking at Jiang Zipei's dejected state these days, she really didn't believe that this idiot could make the list.

Renting this house will cost her a lot of money.

Moreover, they had completely lost face in Jiangzhou and were too ashamed to go out anymore.

If she could, she would like to leave her mother and younger brother behind and go back home herself.

Seven days later.

Anita Mui has passed away.

He died during his exile.

He had only walked a few dozen miles from Jiangzhou when he jumped off a cliff and died.

The day we left the city.

She searched through the crowd seeing people off as they left the city, but only saw Pei Ge'er's figure.

The child had lost weight and was crying very sadly.

It must be that his wife didn't take good care of him.

She knew that the madam and the third young lady wouldn't come.

Despite it being July, she felt cold all over.

It chilled me to the bone.

She never married or had children, but she loved her three children as her own.

She didn't expect the lady to come to her rescue; after all, they were mistress and servant, and she only hoped to see them one last time before she left.

Just one glance.

It was ultimately just wishful thinking.

She was old and had no more attachments; she couldn't bear the suffering of exile.

She was smiling, handcuffed, and stumbling along.

Running frantically towards the cliff...

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