Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

"Bang bang bang!"

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Early in the morning, people were chopping firewood in the yard.

Jiang Miaomiao was awakened by the banging sound and found herself in her mother's arms as soon as she opened her eyes.

The first thing a baby does when they wake up is to nurse.

They eat several meals a day, and then poop as soon as they're full.

My stomach felt clear, and I felt much more awake.

The sound of chopping wood never stopped.

Jiang Miaomiao was also curious whether there was enough firewood at home for her older brother to chop.

When she went outside, she realized she had misunderstood.

The eldest brother, Jiang Zifeng, was practicing his boxing, "Hehehe..."

The second elder brother, Jiang Ziyan, was studying, reciting, "The Great Learning teaches that the way of learning lies in manifesting one's bright virtue..."

The two woodcutters...

They are the two brothers who framed Mother yesterday.

The ground was covered with firewood; they had almost chopped up all the firewood they had in the house.

He was still chopping with the axe at that moment.

He chopped a few branches, then stopped, holding the axe in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on his older brother Jiang Zifeng practicing his boxing.

Jiang Miaomiao watched with trepidation.

Don't accidentally chop off your hand...

Lu Qingyao was also terrified and broke out in a cold sweat, but she asked someone to help her with the work.

She couldn't afford to compensate someone if she maimed them.

She dared not call out to the two brothers, for fear of startling them.

He called out to his eldest son, "Feng'er, take a break, stop practicing."

"You're here, Mother." Jiang Zifeng stopped what he was doing, took the clothes from his mother's hands, and put them on.

The Li brothers slowly withdrew their gaze and continued to concentrate on chopping wood.

"Erlang, Sanlang, come and rest for a while, have some water," Lu Qingyao called out to the two woodcutters.

"Auntie's here!" The two brothers ran over after chopping the last piece of firewood and stacking it up.

The eldest, Li Erlang, looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, and appeared honest and simple.

Little Li Sanlang should be about twelve or thirteen years old, but he looks about the same height as Jiang Zifeng.

There was a hint of innocent foolishness in his eyes.

Li Sanlang sat in front of Jiang Zifeng, looking on with envy. "Brother Feng, will you teach us boxing?"

"Sure, I can teach you, but I don't take on apprentices."

Li Sanlang was delighted upon hearing this.

This suited him perfectly; he wanted to learn, but he never considered taking a little kid as his master.

"What should I prepare?"

Jiang Zifeng scratched his head and thought for a moment, "No need to prepare, let's just get up at 5 a.m. every day and practice horse stance!"

Because that's who he is.

Unless it's cloudy or rainy, he gets up at 5 a.m. every day without fail to practice his boxing.

Li Sanlang didn't think so. He pouted and said, "If you don't want to teach, just say so. Why make up such an excuse?"

Jiang Zifeng looked at him blankly, "No, I always get up at dawn to practice my boxing. When you arrived, I had already been practicing for two hours, every single day..."

"At the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), every day like this?" The two brothers gaped, their faces filled with disbelief.

If their father hadn't been slapping them with a note, they'd probably still be lying in bed right now.

There's not much farm work to do in winter, so they don't have much to do.

Li Sanlang shook his head like a rattle drum, "I won't learn anymore, I won't learn anymore."

Getting up earlier than the rooster is something he really can't do...

Li Erlang seemed more interested in studying and moved closer to Jiang Ziyan.

Listen quietly to Lang Lang's reading voice.

"You two rest for a while, I'll take you up the mountain to chop firewood later!" Lu Qingyao didn't have much for them to do.

But since they made a mistake, they should be punished accordingly; we can't let them sit idle.

Jiang Miaomiao was sucking her fingers, watching her second brother reading intently, when her mother put her in the cradle.

Before Jiang Miaomiao could protest, he went to the kitchen.

The little baby can only see the blue sky and white clouds.

The Li brothers were the youngest in their family, and they were very fond of this adorable child.

Li Sanlang reached out and pinched Jiang Miaomiao's little face. "Little girl, I'll go up the mountain and catch a bird for you later, okay?"

Jiang Miaomiao shook her head vigorously...No...

She already has enough birds at home; she doesn't want any more.

Li Erlang: "Let me make you a little wooden horse, so you can play with it when you're a little older."

Jiang Miaomiao blinked and grinned at Li Erlang.

That's more or less.

"The little baby is so cute!" Li Erlang sat back down next to Jiang Ziyan with satisfaction.

Li Sanlang tried his best to make several funny faces at Jiang Miaomiao, but he couldn't get a single smile from the little girl.

"Hey, why isn't the little guy smiling?"

Jiang Miaomiao stuck out her tongue.

Childish ghost......

Jiang Miaomiao was speechless when faced with this kind of unruly child.

All she wanted to do was relax and soak up the sun.

Unexpectedly, this guy blocked half of her sun; no wonder she couldn't laugh.

The little baby watched helplessly as Li Sanlang stretched out his two devilish claws and pinched her cheeks.

He pinched her fair cheeks and pulled them to the sides.

He grinned slyly, "Hehe, let's see if you laugh or not?"

No matter how hard Ren Jiangmiao tried to avoid it, she couldn't escape.

Help! Help!

You just wait, kid...

Then she burst into tears and wailed loudly.

Li Sanlang was startled and quickly withdrew his hand.

He didn't use any force.

Why are you crying? And crying so loudly.

Jiang Zifeng rushed over and picked up Jiang Miaomiao, saying, "Don't cry, little sister, your brother is here."

Jiang Ziyan saw the finger marks on her face and glared fiercely at Li Sanlang, "What did you do to my sister?"

Li Erlang came over and kicked his brother in the butt twice. "You deserve a beating! I'm going to tell Dad you bullied Miaomiao."

Lu Qingyao, holding wild onions, ran out upon hearing the sound.

Then I saw Jiang Miaomiao crying loudly in her eldest son's arms.

Li Sanlang, with his head hanging low, was being scolded by three boys.

There are also some white spots on his head...

"Stop arguing, go eat your noodles, then we'll go into the mountains." Lu Qingyao took her daughter and looked at her.

On her fair, delicate face were several red finger marks.

The little guy looked at her with teary eyes.

It made her feel a pang of heartache.

It's all her fault; she was careless and shouldn't have left the child there alone...

Other boys are not like hers; they don't know their own strength when they hit someone.

They're already teenagers, how can they still be so naughty?

"Don't cry, don't cry, Mommy's here..." Lu Qingyao gently patted the baby's trembling body.

Lifting the clothes, only breastfeeding can soothe the baby's wounded heart.

Jiang Miaomiao stopped crying instantly.

While nursing, she glared at Li Sanlang outside the house.

Such a brat should be sent to labor reform.

It needs a proper overhaul...

It's amazing that such a small baby can hold a grudge.

Looking at the Li brothers, he picked up the bowls of noodles he had finished eating and licked them clean.

Jiang Miaomiao stuck out her tongue.

Ugh! How disgusting...

Lu Qingyao's eyebrows twitched, and she silently put it away, placing it aside separately.

I'm going to add more soapberries to wash it.

Having learned from her experience that morning, Lu Qingyao dared not leave Jiang Miaomiao and Jiang Ziyan alone at home.

Instead, they were sent to Jiang Qiao'er's house.

Call Liu Yuniang to go up the mountain together.

Liu Yuniang glanced at Jiang Miaomiao, "Oh! Poor thing, the little rascal just needs a good beating."

Li Sanlang, looking aggrieved and with a mournful expression, kept his distance, not daring to approach Jiang Miaomiao at all.

He didn't understand; he had only pinched it lightly.

How did it leave a mark?

He'll definitely get beaten to death by his dad when he gets back.

What's even more infuriating is why those birds would poop on his head.

And it only applies to him.

Liu Yuniang leaned closer to Lu Qingyao, "Sister-in-law, those two boys from the Li family just need to be taught a lesson. Old Man Li works away from home all year round, and their mother spoils them so much that they don't know their place. They're always either fishing in the river or climbing on the roof..."

"Since Old Man Li has entrusted them to you, you should give them a good tidying up..."

"Pack up?" Lu Qingyao looked troubled.

Ultimately, they are someone else's child; at most, it's just a matter of tempering their character.

You can't just drag them over and beat them up...