Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

The next morning.

The sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking gradually rose.

Before dawn, Lu Qingyao handed Jiang Miaomiao over to her two older brothers and went out.

When Jiang Miaomiao opened her eyes.

The first thing you see is a clear blue sky with a few fluffy white clouds floating around.

The sounds of insects chirping and birds singing filled the air.

"Miaomiao is awake?" Jiang Zifeng poured goat milk from the small silver pot, warmed it up, and fed it to his younger sister.

After eating and drinking her fill, Jiang Miaomiao lay in the wooden basin and happily sucked her fingers.

For the first time, I ate my fill and felt completely satisfied!

After finishing our meal, I watched my older brother practice boxing in the yard. His movements were fluid and graceful. "Hehehe..."

Her second brother, Jiang Ziyan, sat beside her reading aloud, his childish voice ringing out, "To learn and at due times to practice what one has learned, is that not a pleasure?"

This is the Analects of Confucius.

Jiang Miaomiao would watch her eldest brother practice boxing for a while, and then watch her second brother read his books.

Sometimes it kicks its little legs, sometimes it blows bubbles.

Even though she didn't understand boxing, she could tell that her older brother was extremely talented.

He must be the legendary martial arts prodigy!

The second brother is even more impressive.

He put down the book and began reciting it to her...

I memorized the entire collections of "The Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects", and "Mencius".

He looks like a little monk chanting sutras.

I read to her until she fell asleep.

Reciting something is more hypnotic than telling a story.

Someone's here. It's that fierce woman from yesterday...

Jiang Miaomiao woke up with a start; she was now very sensitive to the voice of this red sparrow.

It sounds like a parrot, but even clearer and more melodious.

In short, it is different from a human voice.

Footsteps approached, and there was another knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom..."

Jiang Miaomiao craned her neck to watch her older brother Jiang Zifeng open the door, but the baby, only a month or so old, had no control over her body.

Her second brother, Jiang Ziyan, reached out and picked her up, supporting her little head.

Liu Yuniang grabbed Jiang Qiao'er and pushed the door open, turning her head to scan the courtyard.

"Where's your mother? Did she run away?"

Seeing that no one answered her, she walked to the wooden basin and immediately noticed the silver pot inside.

Their eyes lit up instantly, gleaming.

I held it close to my heart, unable to put it down.

Seemingly realizing something was wrong, he picked it up and smelled it...

She grabbed Jiang Qiao'er's ear and said, "You little brat, how dare you lie to your old mother! See? I told you you stole my goat's milk, but you still wouldn't admit it. Tell me, did your father send you to get it?"

“I didn’t steal it…” Jiang Qiaoyun said, wiping away her tears.

"You still dare to lie to me!" Liu Yuniang pulled a rattan cane from somewhere and was about to whip her leg.

Jiang Ziyan quickly grabbed his younger sister and moved to the side, afraid that they would be accidentally hurt.

"Aunt, you mustn't be violent." Jiang Zifeng tightly gripped the rattan cane that Liu Yuniang had just raised.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pull it out.

It was somewhat embarrassing.

The kid is pretty strong.

"You little brat, what business is it of yours how I discipline my own daughter? Do you want to get a beating too?"

A woman and a little boy stood there like fighting cocks.

The stalemate lasted for quite a while.

No one wants to give in.

"Cough cough cough..."

Lu Qingyao saw this scene as soon as she returned and coughed a few times.

"Feng'er, let go of her at once! How can you be so disrespectful to your elders!"

Anyone with eyes could see that Liu Yuniang wanted to beat up Jiang Zifeng, but she was completely overwhelmed by Jiang Zifeng's imposing manner.

Liu Yuniang felt a little embarrassed when she saw her. She threw down the rattan cane, straightened her sleeves, and said confidently, "It's good that you're back. I came to check if my Qiao'er stole her younger brother's goat milk. I wonder which little brat ate it?"

“It wasn’t stolen, I bought it from Qiao’er.” Lu Qingyao said solemnly as she stuffed ten coins into Jiang Qiao’er’s hand.

Despite her gentle and soft-spoken nature, she can be quite fierce when she puts her face down.

“Sister-in-law, if you have nothing else to do, please invite the village chief to your house now. I will go to your house to pay back the money after I finish breastfeeding my child.”

"Okay... I'll wait for my sister-in-law at home."

Liu Yuniang's previously gloomy face immediately lit up with a smile. She pulled her daughter and headed home, glancing at the silver pot as she left.

Jiang Miaomiao snuggled against her second brother's chest.

She wanted to find her mother.

That woman called her a brat...

"Was Miaomiao frightened?"

Lu Qingyao took the baby and saw that she had a pouty little mouth and looked like she was about to cry but couldn't, looking pitiful!

I took off her clothes and breastfed her.

Indeed, breast milk is the best soothing agent for babies.

After spending a month together, she felt that the little girl was very intelligent, and her pair of dark, bright eyes seemed to be able to speak.

The adorable little baby looked drowsy after eating his fill.

I couldn't resist giving it a kiss.

Instantly, all my fatigue vanished.

"Yan'er, put the silver pot away. Don't take it out again when there are outsiders around."

This kind of thing is very common in wealthy families in the capital; they all have at least a few, big and small.

Some people use it to hold cow's milk or goat's milk, while others use it to brew tea.

It can help food last longer and prevent it from spoiling.

But to the villagers, this was a rare item.

A lump of glittering silver...

"Mother, let's bury her under the tree," Jiang Ziyan said, heading to find a hoe.

"Alright, Feng'er and Yan'er, you'll probably have to endure some hardship with your mother for a while from now on."

Lu Qingyao called her two sons to her side.

I dug a hole under the peach tree in the yard.

They put the jade pendants around their necks, the gold pig and red thread bracelets on their wrists, along with the bright green bracelet, into a money jar and buried it under the peach tree.

Looking at the peach tree, Jiang Miaomiao felt it was shimmering with golden light.

As a result, there was really nothing of value in the house, and even their clothes were replaced with coarse cotton-padded jackets.

My mother looks quite like a village woman.

A fair-skinned and pretty village woman.

The two older brothers didn't seem to care much about gold and silver clothing; they only cared about one thing right now.

"Mom, we're hungry!"

Lu Qingyao patted her two sons' heads. "I'll return the money to your uncle and then come back to cook. You two take good care of your little sister."

Then her mother took out a wooden box from her basket, along with two chickens, a bag of rice and flour, a box of pastries, and some incense and paper money.

He handed the snacks to the two brothers, then took the wooden box and went out.

Jiang Miaomiao guessed that there must be silver inside.

About an hour.

Mother is back.

He was holding a jug of goat's milk and carrying a few eggs.

But Jiang Miaomiao discovered that the plain silver hairpin in her mother's hair was gone...

That night, the whole family had a hearty meal, including refined grain rice, chicken soup, and steamed egg custard.

Jiang Miaomiao also had a full feeding and nestled lazily in her mother's arms, taking a nap.

I watched as my mother cut a chicken leg in half, putting one piece in my eldest brother's bowl and the other in my second brother's bowl.

The last two chicken drumsticks ended up back in her own bowl, and she had to divide them into three portions.

It must be said that Mother raised her two older brothers very well.

I wonder if my mother's cooking skills have improved.

Anyway, the two older brothers seemed to be enjoying their food.

It's quiet at night.

Jiang Miaomiao, who was blowing bubbles and dreaming of eating chicken legs, was woken up by an annoying sound.

[Jiang Miaomiao, the weasel is coming! Your chickens are going to be stolen by the weasel...]