Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

The seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

The sky was overcast, and there was no sun.

Lu Qingyao got up very early.

A charcoal fire was lit.

Jiang Miaomiao had a full meal of milk.

Of course, she eats her fill every day now.

After returning to Taoxi Village, my mother seemed much more cheerful.

Although they ate only congee and side dishes every day, they would occasionally have meat.

But my mother has gained weight and gotten a bit darker, though her complexion is much better.

Naturally, there was more breast milk.

Jiang Miaomiao doesn't even need to drink goat milk.

My mother made the remaining goat milk into steamed sugar-coated cheese.

This is a very rare item.

Lu Qingyao made a bowl for herself.

It's as white as snow and has a faint milky scent.

Only Jiang Miaomiao and three-year-old Jiang Wenxuan are missing.

It was making little noises.

I want to eat... I want to eat...

Lu Qingyao had no choice but to cook goat milk for the two little babies.

Liu Yuniang finished her meal in a few big bites, still wanting more.

"Sister-in-law, how do you make this steamed sugar cheese? I'd like to make it for my child when I get back."

"Boil goat milk or cow milk, add sugar, filter and place in a cool place, then pour in fermented rice juice and steam it. Finally, let it solidify into a jelly and eat it."

Lu Qingyao glanced at Xuan Ge'er and smiled, "Sister-in-law, although there isn't much fermented rice, it's still best not to feed it to children under five years old."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuniang's expression changed, and she felt somewhat guilty.

She had just taken advantage of Lu Qingyao's inattention to feed Xuan-ge a few spoonfuls.

No wonder my sister-in-law wouldn't let the children eat it.

It turns out they added fermented rice.

Seeing that her son seemed fine, she was finally relieved.

Lu Qingyao did not expose her.

There wasn't much fermented rice in it, so eating a bite or two wouldn't be a problem.

Unfortunately, this sister-in-law...

They would put everything, edible or inedible, into the child's mouth.

They're not afraid of getting an upset stomach.

"Sister-in-law, you can learn how to make it. When our ewes grow up and produce more milk, we can make steamed sugar-coated cheese to sell. In the capital, a bowl of this can sell for three hundred coins, but in Qing Shi Town, it still costs at least one coin..."

Maybe not!

This is a rare delicacy that ordinary people cannot afford.

"What? Three hundred coins!" Liu Yuniang stared at her empty bowl in disbelief, wishing she could lick it clean again.

She felt as if she had just eaten not cheese, but large coins.

My heart aches for you!

Jiang Miaomiao was startled by her exclamation and choked on her milk, coughing and coughing...

I peed...

Lu Qingyao quickly patted the baby's back.

Liu Yuniang was a little embarrassed and asked Jiang Qiao'er to help change her diaper.

I changed the diaper.

Jiang Miaomiao lay in the cradle, playing with her rag doll.

Jiang Qiao'er sewed it for her.

Ever since she rejected the marriage proposal, she's been going to Jiang Miaomiao's house all the time.

Let Jiang Ziyan teach her to read.

Lu Qingyao held the diaper over the charcoal fire to heat it.

When the sky turned overcast and the sun disappeared, the little guy's diapers had to be dried by fire.

Otherwise, it will be ruined by being soaked in feces and urine.

She can't bear it.

Liu Yuniang is embroidering a handkerchief, and Jiang Qiao'er is embroidering a sachet.

The Jiang brothers, one is studying and the other is practicing calligraphy.

Although Jiang Zifeng was not as gifted as his younger brother, his mother insisted that he learn as well.

Jiang Miaomiao pricked up her ears to listen to the birds chirping under the eaves.

A flock of birds gathered again, chirping and chattering under the eaves.

Liu Yuniang was also attracted by their calls.

"Sister-in-law, why do you have so many birds in your house? Why don't you catch a few for the kids to play with..."

No...no...

Jiang Miaomiao shook her little head and babbled.

No catching allowed...

Lu Qingyao smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, Miaomiao already has one. She cherishes all birds."

Liu Yuniang clicked her tongue as she looked at the red sparrow chirping under the eaves.

This sister-in-law spoils her daughter way too much.

What can a two-month-old baby play with?

She meant to catch it for the older ones to play with.

Jiang Miaomiao found her aunt a bit noisy and waved her little hand, pointing at Danque.

She tugged at her second brother's sleeve.

blinked.

Jiang Ziyan looked at the birds under the eaves, then at Jiang Miaomiao, and seemed to understand.

He carried Jiang Miaomiao outside.

The little guy quietly watched the birds.

[Landlord Liu said, "Isn't the Jiang family's girl precious? Since she doesn't want to be the principal wife, then... let her be a concubine..."]

[Aunt Wang was given a lot of money...]

Puji Temple...

The birds chirped and chattered amongst themselves.

He spoke haltingly and didn't explain things very clearly.

Jiang Miaomiao sorted out their words.

The Jiang family girl.....

It refers to Sister Qiao'er.

To make her a concubine... Puji Temple...

What does it mean?

Jiang Miaomiao still didn't quite understand, but she had a bad feeling.

I wonder what landlord Liu and Aunt Wang are plotting this time.

Jiang Ziyan held his younger sister for a while, but then he couldn't hold her anymore.

Put it back in the cradle.

My younger sister, who used to be as thin as a kitten, seems to have gained weight.

The little hands and calves already have lotus root segments.

“Sister-in-law, tomorrow is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and we will be holding the Laba Festival. The custom in the village is to hunt wild animals to offer as sacrifices to the gods in order to ward off disasters and bring good fortune. However, since we raise pheasants at home, we don’t need to go.”

"Don't we need to go?" Lu Qingyao was afraid the shepherd would come looking for her.

I haven't gone out much these past few days.

Originally, I thought I would follow local customs and hunt some game for the Laba Festival on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

It's also good to store up more cured meat for the New Year.

"No need to go. There will definitely be a lot of people hunting in the mountains these days, so there's no need for us to join in the fun."

Liu Yuniang kept those two pheasants and couldn't bear to kill them; she wanted to save them for the New Year.

But Jiang Miaomiao's family only had one left.

No wonder the villagers are all talking about how Jiang Lao Er's family has meat to eat every day.

The children are all well-fed and chubby.

Naturally, some people envy it, while others are jealous.

Every time Liu Yuniang heard this, she would say that her younger brother and sister-in-law needed to breastfeed, and if they didn't eat meat, where would their milk come from?

“Sister-in-law, Puji Temple in town holds a Dharma assembly every year on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and offers five-flavor porridge to the disciples and devout men and women. Let’s go to the temple tomorrow to chant sutras and pray for blessings, and ask for a few bowls of five-flavor porridge.”

"Everyone says that drinking this porridge will bring you Buddha's blessing. Let's go earlier tomorrow."

In the past, this day was observed every year.

Liu Yuniang would get up very early and take the children out to eat several large bowls of five-flavor porridge.

This way.

That way, you can save a day's worth of food.

Although life is better now, there's no reason not to take advantage of a free meal opportunity.

Lu Qingyao looked at Jiang Miaomiao, who was trying to suck her fingers again.

Some hesitation.

It doesn't seem appropriate to bring a baby to a Buddhist sanctuary where they might cry or wet themselves.

Furthermore, it is said that young children can see things that others cannot, making them difficult to take with them.

"Sister-in-law, I won't go. I'll stay home and take care of the kids. Yan'er and Feng'er will go with you."

“Alright, I won’t take Xuan Ge’er with me either. Let his father look after him.”

The abbot of Puji Temple knew about Liu Yuniang's family situation and would ask her to bring some back every year.

Jiang Miaomiao found the name Puji Temple strangely familiar.

I recalled what the bird had just said.

I was shocked.

It was making babbling sounds.

Sister Qiao'er can't go to Puji Temple... she can't go...

That shameless landlord Liu wanted to take revenge on Qiao'er and ruin her reputation.

Jiang Miaomiao was a little excited, and tears streamed down her face.

She opened her mouth wide and cried out loud.

How to do?

My brain isn't working properly, how can I stop Sister Qiao'er from going to Puji Temple?

Jiang Miaomiao hadn't cried like this in a long time.

Startled, Lu Qingyao quickly picked her up and tried to feed her, but she wouldn't eat.

I touched his buttocks, they were dry, and then I rubbed his lower abdomen.

"What's wrong with Miaomiao? Is it hurting somewhere?"

Jiang Miaomiao kept crying.

Liu Yuniang frowned. "Sister-in-law, does Miaomiao want to come with us?"

The baby stopped abruptly...