Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

"Eeya ya~~"

I'm going to the temple fair.

So happy!

Jiang Miaomiao, who had been staying at home for several days, was about to go out.

She waved her small, lotus-root-like fists.

He was wearing too many clothes, making him look clumsy, like a robot cat.

Sister Qiao said the temple fair was very lively; there were people singing and dancing, and you could also admire the lanterns and watch acrobatics...

There are also many delicious foods.

Of course, Jiang Miaomiao wasn't particularly interested in delicious food, but that didn't mean she wasn't interested either.

But she couldn't eat any of it.

She can only drink milk right now, and there's nothing in the world that tastes better than milk.

However, she was still looking forward to it. She was always the kind of person who loved to join in the fun and was very curious about everything in this era.

Just as I stepped outside, a horse-drawn carriage came towards me.

Jiang Miaomiao looked around and saw that the nearest neighbor to her house was two miles away.

This car is definitely heading to her house!

Two pretty girls got out of the car. They were dressed simply in plain clothes.

The clothes didn't seem to fit very well either.

Their smiles were warm and synchronized, as if they had received professional training, and they kept their eyes straight ahead.

Qi Qi curtsied to Lu Qingyao, "Greetings, Madam Lu. This servant is from the household of my husbands, Song Siyuan and He Lingjun. Today, I've come on behalf of my husbands to wish you and the young master a Happy New Year..."

Lu Qingyao was slightly taken aback, and it took her a while to remember the two names.

Aren't they those two boys who were turned into black bears?

I didn't expect them to still care; most people would be running away as fast as they can!

Lu Qingyao, holding the baby, nodded slightly. "Thank you, your husband is so kind!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the two men led the servants into the house to carry things in.

Lu Qingyao quickly stopped them, "Ladies, what is the meaning of this?"

"Madam Lu, this is a New Year's gift, and also a thank-you gift from the two gentlemen. Originally, they wanted to visit in person to express their gratitude, but their injuries have not yet healed, and they are unable to travel..."

The girl in purple stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Please, Madam Lu, accept this!"

They were determined not to leave until they were taken away.

Lu Qingyao had no choice but to let them take it inside.

It is acceptable to receive New Year's gifts.

However, if you receive a gift, you should naturally reciprocate.

After scanning the room, it seemed... there was nothing of value.

The most valuable one.

That is, the bamboo shoots inside the house, and the sheep in the backyard.

After thinking about it, nothing is more appropriate than giving a New Year's plate as a gift.

Then Jiang Miaomiao saw her mother bring up cured meat, dried bamboo shoots, Tusu wine, and fruit from upstairs.

Before leaving, she brought out a sheep from the backyard. "Girls, I'm just a peasant, I don't have anything valuable. Please take this sheep back and make soup for your two gentlemen to help them recover. Don't be offended!"

"How could we possibly find it offensive? We appreciate Madam Lu's kindness, but this sheep..."

How do we get this sheep back?

It takes several hours to get from Qingshi Town to Jiangzhou!

Of course, the two girls didn't say anything, and looked at each other, seemingly embarrassed.

Lu Qingyao also acted as if they wouldn't let them leave unless they accepted the package.

"Don't underestimate this sheep, it's very good for your husband's illness..."

"Lamb is warm in nature, and astragalus can promote diuresis and reduce swelling, promote pus drainage and tissue regeneration... When stewed with angelica and astragalus, it has the effects of tonifying the middle energizer, replenishing qi, nourishing blood and regulating the body..."

Before Lu Qingyao could finish speaking, the girl in purple took the rope from her hand and bowed in gratitude.

"You're too kind, Madam Lu. My husband does indeed need some nourishment..."

Jiang Miaomiao blinked. "Mommy is so good at this!"

Detoxification, pus drainage, tissue regeneration...

The mutton that the young man could easily obtain suddenly became a rare delicacy after his mother said that!

Then Jiang Miaomiao saw several people driving a carriage slowly away from her house, with a sheep tied to the back of the carriage.

"Meow~~Meow~~~"

The sheep bleated as it walked away, looking reluctant to leave.

Suddenly, a bunch of black fruits rolled out from the sheep's rump...

The whole way was shrouded in darkness.

Jiang Miaomiao: "..."

Wow! Her mother's gift this time was a bit humorous!

Jiang Ziyan: "..."

This... is rather impolite!

Lu Qingyao's lips twitched.

If those two boys weren't still sick and really needed to recover, they would have been fine.

If she could come up with a suitable gift right now, she wouldn't be willing to give that sheep.

This is the largest sheep in the flock, apart from the ewe.

The original plan was to make roasted mutton for the children.

As soon as the car drove away, Jiang Zifeng rushed back to unpack her gifts.

"Eeya ya~~"

Little Miaomiao wanted to go too, tilting her head to look at her mother.

Unboxing a gift is much more exciting than unpacking a package.

A sharp sword inlaid with jewels.

It's for my older brother.

A set of the Four Treasures of the Study: Huzhou brush, Huizhou ink, Xuan paper, and Duan inkstone...

It's for my second brother.

A set of chubby clay dolls.

It was probably meant for Jiang Miaomiao, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that these clay dolls reflected her own image.

Could this have been done with her as a reference?

What she gave her mother was a box, and the box was full of gleaming silver.

There were a full three hundred taels.

There were also several bolts of cloth, plain-colored cotton, not particularly fine, but much better than what they were wearing.

Most importantly, it must be practical, made of fabric that they can wear in public given their current social standing.

It must be said that these two young men put their hearts into it.

The gifts were all very pleasing to the eye.

They are all practical and not flashy.

For a moment, Lu Qingyao couldn't figure out their identities.

Jiangzhou.

The two maids attracted a lot of attention along the way.

This drew the attention of many passersby.

When we arrived at the house.

The sky has darkened.

He then led the sheep, along with cured meat and Tusu wine, to report back to King Jing, Fu Lingjun.

Before you know it, the sheep has started eating the flowers and plants in the yard.

Those flowers might be worth more than this sheep!

The old servant Shi Shu's eyebrows twitched as he watched.

Fu Lingjun stared intently at the sheep.

He smirked. "Why did you bring back a sheep?"

Before the maid could answer, he pointed with a puzzled look to the baskets on the ground, "And what are these?"

"Your Highness, Madam Lu said that all the wine, meat, and fruit are for the New Year's feast, and that sheep is for you to nourish your body; she said she'd have a mutton meal for you..."

Then he repeated exactly what Lu Qingyao had said to his young prince.

Fu Lingjun was somewhat moved.

In all his life, no one other than Shi Shu and his elder sister had ever cared for him so much.

His father and mother only cared about his studies and horsemanship, never caring about what he really wanted!

What do you like to eat?

Because everything they ate, wore, and used was prepared by Shi Shu.

"Magpie, let's find a shed to raise this sheep! If we want to make stewed mutton, we'll buy another one..."

We are reluctant to kill the sheep, but we still want to eat the mutton.

The maid, Magpie, was surprised. Since returning, the prince, who disliked animals and hated birds and beasts, had suddenly taken a liking to raising sheep.

And those cured meats...

"Your Highness, what should we do with all this cured meat, wine, fruit, and seeds?"

Fu Lingjun walked over to the basket and took a look.

"Send it to the kitchen. This king and Young Master Song will eat this meat tomorrow."

This wine must have been brewed by Little Fatty's mother.

The meat must have been cured by his mother.

Fu Lingjun was actually a little envious of the chubby little boy Jiang Zifeng.

I wonder if he likes the sword I gave him.

Her mother was capable of being both a capable matriarch who managed the household affairs and a skillful farm woman.

That's quite a flexible approach!

Fu Lingjun's goodwill towards this family instantly increased. Looking at the old servant, he asked, "Shi Shu, have the secret guards been sent out?"

The old servant nodded in agreement...