Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

"What? It's that old hag?"

Granny Zhang grabbed Jiang Ziyan's hand excitedly, her eyes blazing with anger.

Her precious son!

When I came back, I was covered in dirt and smelled terrible.

It is said that she carried Heiwa all the way.

They must have suffered a lot.

I was so close to becoming an orc... so close!

I almost lost him too.

That damned Aunt Wang!

Jiang Miaomiao: "......."

Mother forbade us to talk about it, so what is Second Brother doing?

For a fleeting moment, she felt that her second brother was actually quite cunning.

Just like this at this moment.

"Auntie, I only overheard my mother and aunt telling me, please don't tell anyone."

Jiang Ziyan pushed Zhang Pozi's hand away and lowered his voice.

"Of course, please thank Brother Feng for me. Sanlang said that he took good care of my son along the way, as well as your mother. If it weren't for her taking the county magistrate to rescue him, my son would probably be dead."

Granny Zhang thanked her repeatedly and poured the meat into her own bowl.

I packed a big bowl of eggs for him and took it back.

Jiang Miaomiao lay on her second brother's back and touched his face.

There wasn't a trace of a smile on her face, and her cheeks were slightly damp.

My second brother cried...

My second brother always said that a man doesn't easily shed tears, but this time he actually cried secretly.

Jiang Miaomiao was also a little sad; she couldn't bear to see others cry.

Especially crying for her.

My second brother must have been so worried while she was fast asleep last night.

Before I knew it, tears welled up in my eyes and streamed down my cheeks.

Salty...

I arrived at my doorstep.

Jiang Ziyan took out a handkerchief, wiped away her tears, put on a smiling face, and then pushed open the door to enter.

"Mom, I'm back."

The second brother's voice was very loud, and you could not tell that he had just been crying.

Mother and eldest brother had already set out the bowls and chopsticks; there was meat, vegetables, and steamed egg custard.

"Yan'er, come quickly, we've been waiting for you." The mother came over and took the baby off her back.

"Huh! Did Miaomiao just cry?" Lu Qingyao muttered, looking at her daughter whose teardrops were still clinging to her eyelashes.

"No!"

Jiang Zifeng squatted down in front of her younger sister and used the other corner of her handkerchief to wipe the moisture off her cheeks.

On the way back, his younger sister didn't say a word, she just rubbed his face.

Why are you crying? When did you start crying?

He didn't even notice.

He had always thought his sister was intelligent, but he never imagined she was this intelligent.

Jiang Miaomiao grinned.

She just burst into tears without even realizing it.

Tears glistened on the baby's smiling face.

This was observed by her mother and brother.

They are incredibly endearing.

Jiang Miaomiao was hugged and kissed by her mother again, her face covered in saliva and tears.

Lu Qingyao turned her back and lifted her clothes, preparing to feed the baby first before eating herself.

She missed her daughter terribly, and held her tightly from the moment they started eating, never letting go.

After finishing her milk, Xiao Miaomiao ate some steamed egg custard.

She didn't get any of the meat or soup; her mother said the soup contained a lot of spices, and babies shouldn't eat it.

The little baby is asleep nestled in his mother's arms, and his mother's clothes smell sweet and warm.

So that her dreams are filled with the aroma of meat.

I dreamt of roast chicken, roast duck, roast lamb, goose...

My mouth was drooling.

I really want to eat meat. When will my teeth grow in?

After Jiang Miaomiao fell asleep, Lu Qingyao went to Liu Yuniang's house to arrange the bamboo shoot digging for the next day before going home to sleep.

I searched for my baby all night yesterday, and tonight I slept very peacefully and sweetly while holding him.

Jiang Miaomiao returned to her mother's embrace, and smelling the familiar scent, she slept very soundly.

"Knock knock knock... Knock knock knock..."

Early the next morning.

Just as the sky was beginning to lighten, there was a knock on Jiang Miaomiao's door.

The banging was quite rapid.

The baby was startled awake by the sudden knocking and instinctively opened his mouth to cry.

Who's so annoying, disturbing someone's peaceful sleep?

She has a bad temper when she wakes up...

Lu Qingyao picked up her daughter and gently rocked her, a flash of anger crossing her eyes. "Miaomiao, don't cry, don't cry. Were you scared?"

She carried the baby out of the house.

Jiang Zifeng had already gotten up early to practice boxing. He was determined to become stronger and protect his family.

They've already gone to open the door.

Jiang Ziyan also got up early with his elder brother. He was in the courtyard, holding a book in one hand and the other behind his back.

The little boy paced around the courtyard, reciting classical Chinese poems while swaying his head.

It inspires respect.

Jiang Miaomiao stopped crying.

With her older brothers working so hard, how could she still have the nerve to cry?

"Squeak." The door opened.

Aunt peeked in and was somewhat surprised to see that everyone was up.

"Sister-in-law, why are you all up so early?"

Her children, Qiao'er and Xuan'er, are still in bed.

“My sister-in-law also gets up very early.” Lu Qingyao smiled helplessly.

"Hey, it's getting late. Your older brother has already taken people up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots."

"So early!"

Big brother is really going all out, making Lu Qingyao feel a little embarrassed.

Liu Yuniang suddenly leaned close to her and whispered, "Sister-in-law, something terrible has happened! I just stepped out and saw Sanlang's mother carrying two buckets of manure to Aunt Wang's house with a sullen face. Do you think they might start fighting? Should we go and see?"

Lu Qingyao was taken aback, then realized what was happening and glanced at her son.

Jiang Ziyan remained engrossed in his book, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

In the past, she would have called her son over and given him a good scolding, but after experiencing these hardships, her thinking changed.

One cannot be blindly kind, especially someone with a frail body like the second child.

If you can't win a fight, being a little cunning isn't necessarily a bad thing.

He called out to Liu Yuniang, "Sister-in-law, let's not go and join in this kind of fun. We don't want to cause any resentment."

"That's right, we'll know once we sit down at the village entrance. But how do you think Granny Zhang knew?"

Liu Yuniang actually wanted to ask if it was her who said it, but seeing her surprised expression, she figured it probably wasn't her.

Jiang Miaomiao, who had been dozing off, immediately woke up, her little eyes darting around as she stared intently at Liu Yuniang.

Who else could it be? My second brother!

I never expected that my second brother's casual remark would have this effect.

This attempt to shift the blame eastward is truly ingenious.

Lu Qingyao gave an awkward smile. "Does anyone need to tell her? There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. Didn't that slave trader come to the village with Aunt Wang? She must have seen him."

"That's right, Granny Zhang cherishes her two sons like the apples of her eye, how could she possibly swallow this insult!"

Liu Yuniang had a gloating look on her face.

"Serves her right! That heartless Aunt Wang deserves this retribution. Being smeared with excrement first thing in the morning, she's probably going to have a lot of bad luck for a while..."

The fortune of a year begins in spring, and the fortune of a day begins in the morning.

This is something that is taboo both in ancient times and in modern times, and this old woman knows how to choose her time.

Jiang Ziyan pretended not to hear and continued reading aloud.

Jiang Zifeng stopped what she was doing, walked over, and listened blankly as her mother and aunt whispered to each other.

“Sister-in-law, let’s not worry about others. Let’s just live our own lives. If you’re free, come with me to town to buy an oxcart. We can send it to my brother and the others once we have it.”

As they were talking, Lu Qingyao had already finished feeding Jiang Miaomiao and tidied up.

Today will be quite busy...

Aunt Wang was lying in bed, unable to move, and hearing the curses coming from the yard, she felt a surge of grief and anger.

He nearly fainted.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Son, go get some paper and pen, and help me send a message to Master Tao..."