Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

"My little girl must be starving!" Lu Qingyao lifted her onto the carriage and skillfully lifted her clothes.

Jiang Miaomiao opened her little mouth as if by reflex and began to suckle.

It smells so good... I can finally have a sip of milk.

She was too hungry and too tired.

A baby who was less than half a day old, had never drunk a drop of milk, and had already wandered around the edge of death several times.

Who can say they're not tired?

She held the large, white rice bowl and sucked hard.

Lu Qingyao gently stroked the baby in her arms, her eyes filled with tenderness, her joy seeping into her heart.

She lost her daughter, but found this little girl at her burial site.

Is it a gift from heaven?

"Miaomiao, is that you back?"

Jiang Miaomiao waved her little fists, still hungry...

"Nannan, your name is Jiang Miaomiao, Miao as in vast expanse of misty waters. From now on, you will be my daughter!" Lu Qingyao gently patted her back.

Looking at her two sons, she said, "Feng'er, Yan'er, from now on she will be your little sister, so you must protect her well."

"Okay!" Jiang Zifeng replied without looking up, holding the red sparrow he had just picked up.

“No, she’s not my sister. My sister is dead.” Jiang Ziyan turned his head away.

He's already seven years old, and will be eight after the New Year. He already knows everything he needs to know.

The baby gave a sweet smile.

Jiang Miaomiao.

She has a name now.

She has a mother... and two older brothers...

Happiness came a little suddenly.

In the days that followed, Jiang Miaomiao ate and slept, and then went to the toilet.

Doing things that a baby should do.

After resting for a while, his spirits improved.

When it's awake, it rolls its eyes, blows bubbles, and looks around.

Based on observation, my mother was a kind-looking wealthy lady.

The jade pendants she wore on her ears were made of mutton-fat white jade, and the bracelet on her wrist was made of high-quality bright green jadeite.

The two older brothers were also dressed in the finest brocade.

Jiang Miaomiao secretly rejoiced, thinking that her luck wasn't too bad, and being a rich second-generation wasn't bad either.

However, he was quickly proven wrong.

Suddenly I remembered that my mother didn't have any maids or servants to serve her. Didn't noblewomen in ancient times always travel with a large entourage?

"Uncle Liu, how many more days until we reach Jiangzhou?" Jiang Miaomiao asked the coachman, her ears perked up.

Jiangzhou? Is my mother's home in Jiangzhou?

"Please be patient a little longer, Madam. It will be here in seven days."

Uncle Liu thought for a moment and kindly reminded her, "Madam, Jiangzhou is a desolate and remote place, where many unruly people and bandits roam. You and the young master should hide all your valuables..."

“You’re right.” Lu Qingyao nodded repeatedly. “When we get to town, I’ll trouble Uncle Liu to take the two children to buy some clothes. It doesn’t matter if they’re a little worn out.”

A desolate and remote place! Unruly people!

Jiang Miaomiao's heart, which had just warmed up, cooled down again.

When my mood fluctuates wildly, I get hungry quickly.

My mother's milk supply was insufficient. After suckling for a while, she couldn't suck anymore. It was difficult, and she still wasn't full.

She cried out a few times, then fell asleep again.

The carriage was still bumpy, and she felt like she was riding a rocking horse in her mother's arms.

Sometimes I felt birds chirping and people talking, but I was sleeping too soundly to hear clearly.

"Bangdang..."

The carriage suddenly stopped.

Jiang Miaomiao was suddenly awakened and instinctively opened her mouth to cry, but a finger suddenly covered her mouth.

Oh... it was her own finger.

It immediately began to suck on it.

Her brother is gagging her with his finger.

"This road is mine. If you want to pass, leave some money behind." A rough voice came from outside the carriage.

Jiang Miaomiao stopped sucking and stared at the curtain with her round eyes.

Oh no! Have we run into bandits?

Will they survive?

The bandits on TV are terrifying.

"Feng'er, Yan'er, don't come out, protect your sister."

Her mother placed her in her brother Jiang Zifeng's arms, bent down and pulled out a red-tasseled spear from under the carriage, lifted the curtain and jumped off the carriage.

The baby's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest.

"Oh, what a beautiful young lady! Brothers, you're in for a treat!" The rough voice rang out again, followed by a burst of laughter from the group.

"Prepare to die!" It was her mother's voice...

Before the others could react, Lu Qingyao's red tassel spear pierced the chest of the man laughing wildly, and blood gushed out from the spearhead.

Lu Qingyao drew her gun and stabbed at the people next to her.

She should not linger here; she must act quickly.

The man's smile froze on his face as he looked down at his chest, his eyes filled with horror, fear and despair spreading through his limbs.

Suddenly, he collapsed to the ground with a thud...

"Clang, clang, bang, bang..."

It was the sound of metal clashing, the sound of someone being kicked.

After a brief fight, all was silent outside the carriage, with only the sound of the wind whistling past.

The two brothers hugged their sister tightly, their eyes fixed intently on the curtain.

They didn't dare to utter a sound.

Jiang Miaomiao opened her mouth wide, drooling uncontrollably, her eyes wide open.

Suddenly, a slender, white hand lifted the curtain, revealing an oval face.

"Mother..." the two called out in unison.

"It's alright, it's alright!" Mother opened her arms and hugged them.

Lu Qingyao ate some steamed buns and then breastfed Jiang Miaomiao again.

The smell of blood...

Jiang Miaomiao smelled the blood on her mother's body, and the milk smelled strange too.

She looked up at her mother, whose gaze was gentle, her face still bearing traces of blood.

Her mother seems to be quite something, not just an ordinary noblewoman...

Seeing that Jiang Miaomiao wasn't nursing, Lu Qingyao stared at her with her big, round eyes, feeling a little lost.

Looking him over...

She could actually see that look in the eyes of a baby.

I must be seeing things.

I rubbed my eyes... and realized I must have been seeing things.

They wrapped Miaomiao up and placed her in the brothers' arms, then stuffed some pillows around them.

Stroking her son's head, she said, "Feng'er, Yan'er, Uncle Liu is gone. We need to leave here as soon as possible. I'll go get the carriage now. You two take care of your little sister, okay?"

"Mom, we will take good care of our little sister," Jiang Zifeng assured, patting her chest.

Uncle Liu is gone.

Uncle Liu, who had just kindly reminded them, is gone...

Jiang Miaomiao felt a pang of pain in her baby heart.

She couldn't help but burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

The two brothers also began to sob.

"Sit still!" Lu Qingyao glanced at her son and daughter, wiped away her tears, and resolutely turned and left.

He lashed the horse hard with the whip, "Giddy up!"

The carriage sped forward.

Mixed with the sound of the wind, the cries of children, and the sobs of women...

Jiang Miaomiao cried herself to sleep, then lay in her brothers' small arms, sleeping and waking up repeatedly. She would eat, then sleep again.

She dreamed that she was riding a roller coaster, speeding through the clouds.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in my mother's arms.

Her brother leaned closer, took her little hand, and said, "Little sister, we're home."

Arrived home?

The bumpy ride is over, and we're no longer in a carriage.

"Is Nannan hungry?" Lu Qingyao lifted her clothes, and Jiang Miaomiao naturally pressed her face against the white expanse, opening her mouth to suckle, while her eyes looked around.

Outside, there were sounds of insects chirping and birds singing.

Inside, the house was bare, with dilapidated windows and a roof with holes.

Looking out through the hole, you see a clear blue sky.

In an instant, the milk in Jiang Miaomiao's mouth no longer tasted good.

Is this... their new home?

If it rains, they'll have nowhere to stay, won't they?

Her heart sank to the bottom again.

"Miaomiao, don't you like it here?" Lu Qingyao frowned slightly as she looked at her daughter, who was clearly hungry but not in a hurry to nurse.

Jiang Miaomiao sighed softly, "To think I like someone is a miracle..."