Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

Jiang Miaomiao's luck in being reincarnated is truly extraordinary.

Fortunately, my mother and brother are both doing well, so let's make the best of it!

Lu Qingyao glanced up at the hole in the roof and said nonchalantly, "If it didn't rain, we could see the stars."

Jiang Miaomiao: "......"

Her mother has such a big heart!

Its eyes were fixed on the hole, and it was blowing bubbles.

So cute!

Lu Qingyao couldn't help but kiss her daughter's rosy cheeks and sigh as she gazed at her little face.

"Miaomiao is so pretty! I wonder which heartless guy dumped you there?"

She had seen Miao Miao's swaddling clothes; they were made of the finest silk, suggesting she must have come from a wealthy family.

Such a beautiful baby must have been born to extremely beautiful parents.

Although a baby's face won't turn red.

Jiang Miaomiao felt quite embarrassed being stared at like that by her mother.

Therefore, she also learned that she was a beautiful little baby.

And it's the kind of thing that looks really good.

As for my mother, she's pretty, but not stunningly so. She has a certain air of heroism, and she's even prettier when she smiles.

Somewhat thin.

He looks rather fierce when he's not smiling.

Two older brothers.

The eldest brother, Jiang Zifeng, was about ten years old. He was a chubby little boy with an honest and kind appearance, and his features resembled his mother's.

Second brother Jiang Ziyan is quite handsome, but he is delicate and frail like a girl, probably because he resembles his father whom he has never met.

Jiang Miaomiao grinned at her mother, revealing her red gums.

"Oh! Miaomiao smiled."

Her two older brothers also came over and started touching her all over, one pinching her little hands and the other wiping her little face.

Ugh! What a naughty child.

Have you all washed your hands?

It's not that babies are more fragile and easily infected with bacteria, or that they will get sick.

In ancient times, when medical conditions were underdeveloped, even a minor cold could be fatal.

"Yan'er, Feng'er, your little sister is still young and has delicate skin. Remember to wash your hands before touching her, understand?"

"Understood, Mother," the two brothers said in unison.

They used to be clean people, but they had forgotten that now because they always had servants to wait on them.

"Mother...did you bring all my books?"

Jiang Ziyan began rummaging through his luggage, finding only a few books.

He sat on the wooden stump with a dejected look on his face.

Jiang Zifeng rested his chin on his hand and said, "Mom, will we never see our maternal and paternal grandparents again? I miss them a little."

Lu Qingyao bit her lip.

Although the two sons were young, they were very intelligent and never mentioned their father.

"Yan'er, those books... I only brought a few with me. I'll take you to the bookstore to buy more another day, okay?"

"Okay." Jiang Ziyan nodded.

Lu Qingyao looked at her eldest son, tears welling up in her eyes, "You will see them. One day you will be reunited with your maternal grandparents."

Jiang Miaomiao felt her face was wet, and she wanted to reach out and wipe it.

Unfortunately, the baby's hands wouldn't obey his commands.

Throughout this journey, my mother never mentioned her husband, nor did my two brothers ever speak of their father.

I wonder if this father I've never met is dead or alive? Is he good or bad?

Lu Qingyao composed herself, placed Jiang Miaomiao on the bed, and instructed the two of them, "You stay inside and watch over your sister. I'll go upstairs to repair the roof, in case it rains we'll have nowhere to stay."

"Mom, let me help you." Jiang Zifeng followed closely behind and went out.

Only Jiang Ziyan and Jiang Miaomiao remained, a boy and a baby.

The little boy scrambled onto the bed and stared blankly at the baby.

They stared at each other, wide-eyed and speechless.

Seeing that no one was around, Jiang Ziyan stretched out his dusty little claws and rubbed the baby's face, then pulled the little hand and poked here and there, making the baby ticklish.

Jiang Miaomiao giggled.

It wasn't that she wanted to laugh; it was just an instinctive laugh...

Her second brother was secretly mischievous.

Jiang Miaomiao laughed until she was tired, then looked through the hole at her mother patching up the roof.

Everyone says that babies have poor eyesight and can't see far, but she can even see the birds in the sky.

Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep again.

I woke up again, startled by a scream.

"Fire! Fire!"

My brother's voice came from outside, followed by the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground.

Jiang Miaomiao felt a warm sensation under her buttocks...

She was so scared she peed herself!

Just as he was about to call for his mother, he heard a strange sound in his ear.

Fire! Fire!

Jiang Miaomiao suddenly opened her eyes and met a pair of small, dark eyes.

The owner of the small eyes was the red-crowned bird that was circling above her head.

A man and a bird, their eyes locked.

"Fire! Your mother burned the kitchen down..."

The sound seemed to be coming from the bird's beak.

Jiang Miaomiao rolled her eyes.

There was no one inside...

Her hair stood on end instantly.

Birds can talk...

Is this bird a spirit?

A chill ran through me... I was scared!

She burst into loud, wailing cries.

Hearing her daughter cry, Lu Qingyao rushed into the room without washing her hands, picked her up, and coaxed her gently, "Miaomiao, don't cry... Mother will never leave you alone again."

I lifted her clothes and quickly fed her breast milk. The little one stopped crying with a soft whimper.

Jiang Miaomiao, who was about to gulp down milk, held her breath.

Today's rations have a strange smell, and the smell of smoke is strong.

She looked up at her mother...

"Cough cough cough..." Jiang Miaomiao choked on her milk.

Oh my god...

Scared to death!

His handsome oval face was covered in dark smears. What had he applied to it?

Did Mother go crawl through the pot hole?

Her mother quickly patted her back.

comfortable!

Your mother set the kitchen on fire while cooking; we probably won't have any food tonight. Poor thing!

Jiang Miaomiao trembled involuntarily, her eyes widening as she stared at the red sparrow perched on the windowsill.

It wasn't an illusion; the bird really was talking.

Mother didn't react.

Is she the only one who can hear me?

Jiang Miaomiao was carried out by her mother and saw that the kitchen was in a mess, with black smoke still billowing from the pot.

The two older brothers looked like they had rolled around in a pot hole, coming out covered in dust and dirt.

Her mother really did set the kitchen on fire.

It seems her mother can't cook. What will they do in the future?

Jiang Miaomiao was worried.

Although she can't eat solid food yet, she can only drink milk.

But if her mother has no food to eat, then she has no milk to drink...

"Feng'er, Yan'er, the kitchen is gone. Let's have some steamed buns tonight to tide us over, okay?" Lu Qingyao looked at her two sons with a guilty expression.

Having lived a life of luxury, she had never cooked before and couldn't understand why the fire was coming out of the pot.

Looks like I need to find someone to learn it from.

"Mommy, we'll eat whatever you make." Jiang Zifeng and Jiang Ziyan nodded obediently.

Then Jiang Miaomiao saw two silly older brothers stretch out their dark hands, one wiping her face and the other wiping her face.

After wiping it off, he chuckled loudly at the other person.

She could also clearly hear her mother sigh deeply.

This was probably a first for her too...

"Boom boom boom..."

The knocking interrupted her thoughts.