Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

Mother kept Xiuxiu.

The square-faced woman who sold herself to bury her husband.

They even gave me an extra two taels of silver.

Xiuxiu used the money to buy a coffin, buried her husband, and invited monks from Puji Temple to perform a Buddhist ceremony.

Only then did he follow Lu Qingyao to the yamen to sign the contract.

Within half a day.

Magistrate Xu Heng then sent someone to inform Lu Qingyao.

The woman named Xiuxiu has a normal background.

As a result, Jiang Miaomiao's family gained another member.

Mother said that Xiuxiu should call her elder sister.

She made her brothers call her auntie.

To outsiders, she was told that she was her mother's adopted sister.

I was afraid she would be bullied.

If you don't live the life of a good citizen and instead sell yourself into slavery, you will be looked down upon.

Aunt Xiuxiu seemed completely unconcerned; whatever her mother said, she did.

I got up very early the next day.

When Jiang Miaomiao and her family got up, she had already prepared a large breakfast.

Lu Qingyao was completely stunned, her eyebrows and eyes twitching.

There is chicken porridge, wontons, meat buns, sesame cakes, steamed buns, noodles...

A whole table full.

Our family is well-off now, but we're not that extravagant.

Eat it like this.

Even if you had a mountain of silver at home, it wouldn't be enough to feed you!

Is Xiuxiu really a poor orphan girl?

Lu Qingyao had her doubts, but the county magistrate said there was no problem... so there must be no problem.

Jiang Zifeng and Jiang Ziyan have been resting for the past two days and haven't gotten up early to practice boxing or read.

He came out looking sleepy.

She stared blankly at the table full of delicious food for a moment, her eyes wide open and shining.

They hadn't had such a sumptuous breakfast since they arrived in Taoxi Village.

In the past, if we couldn't finish our food, we would give it to the servants.

No matter how many delicacies are placed on the table, they are completely unaware that something is wrong.

But now they know where the rice, vegetables, and meat on their tables come from.

I've seen it with my own eyes and experienced it firsthand.

Only then do we realize how hard it is to obtain even a bowl of porridge or a meal!

Jiang Miaomiao dozed off on her mother's back; for her, it was a bit early.

I didn't get enough sleep!

Looking up at the large table of breakfast, I was somewhat surprised.

This auntie is treating them like rich ladies and gentlemen!

But her family is not yet out of poverty; at least they don't have a decent house yet.

Such extravagance and waste are unacceptable...

Xiuxiu stood aside, watching the family's ever-changing expressions.

I felt uneasy.

Are these breakfasts not to their liking? Or is it that people in this rural area don't eat these kinds of things?

She inquired, "Madam...elder sister, I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I made a little of everything. Please see if it suits your taste?"

Lu Qingyao pulled her to sit down, her smile warm. "Okay, all good! It's just that there are only a few people in the family, so we can't eat this much. Put away the steamed buns, flatbreads, and mantou. We can just heat them up for lunch."

Xiuxiu was taken aback. She knew that the woman in front of her was the wife of a vice minister, and even though she had come to the countryside, she must be quite wealthy.

The food should remain the same as always.

did not expect……

I never imagined they were so poor and destitute!

Why didn't the master tell her this?

This Vice Minister is truly a despicable scoundrel, daring to treat his wife and children so poorly!

If she ever sees this person, she'll definitely beat him up to vent her anger.

She covered Lu Qingyao's hand with her own, "Sister, I was inconsiderate. I'll try to do less of that in the future..."

As long as we can eat our fill, it'll save the family some money.

At lunchtime, Xiuxiu learned her lesson and became clever.

Before doing anything, or how much to do, you must ask your mother.

Just as she said, he was strong, hardworking, and quick.

Chopping wood, feeding sheep, feeding cows, feeding horses, feeding chickens, cooking...

She took care of everything.

He left his mother aside, not letting her get involved.

"Sister, go and rest. Leave these things to me."

Lu Qingyao didn't argue with her.

He had no choice but to put his daughter in the cradle, and while he was doing the accounting, he kept an eye on her.

In case she falls out of the cradle...

Jiang Miaomiao was basking in the sun in her cradle, watching the blue sky and the white clouds drifting by.

warm.

One moment it rolls over and lies on its stomach with its hands on its stomach, the next it rolls back over, and then it picks up its toes and nibbles on them...

Ugh! It's salty!

After she finished, she felt extremely ashamed. She wasn't actually a baby, so how could she be biting her toes?

Moreover, Aunt Xiuxiu saw him biting his toes while he was passing by.

The baby was utterly humiliated...

Aunt Xiuxiu glanced at it curiously, then smiled and left.

Ugh! How embarrassing!

……

After dinner.

Lu Qingyao planned to take Xiuxiu for a walk around the village and let her get acquainted with the place.

Living in a village inevitably involves interacting with the villagers.

Holding her daughter, she led Xiuxiu out the door.

I hadn't gone out for long when I saw that the street was bustling with people, and there were many unfamiliar faces.

A chicken in her left hand, a duck in her right, and a chubby baby on her back.

This situation likely indicates that the woman who married out of the country has returned.

According to ancient customs.

Married women are not allowed to return to their parents' home on New Year's Eve and the first and second days of the Lunar New Year.

Only after welcoming the God of Happiness can one return.

The baby felt a pang of sadness.

She can't go back to her mother's family, her husband's family, or her own family...

But my mother seemed very strong and didn't care at all.

They happily led Aunt Xiuxiu to the village entrance. There were many people at the village entrance this time, and the discussion was still heated when they saw them.

It seems they didn't gossip about her mother behind her back this time.

From afar, I could hear people talking about Aunt Wang... Wu Hua'er...

Could they be talking about Aunt Wang's family?

"Master Lu, have you heard? Aunt Wang is dead, she died on the third day of the Lunar New Year..."

When Granny Zhang saw Lu Qingyao coming over, she excitedly grabbed her and said...

They looked like they shared a common hatred for the enemy.

"How did he die?" Lu Qingyao was slightly surprised.

"Tiezhu saw that his wife was working hard taking care of her mother and child, so he spent five taels of silver to buy a maid to serve her mother, and then..."

"What happened?"

"As a result, the little girl fell asleep and didn't realize the water had boiled away while the charcoal fire was burning. The doors and windows were tightly closed, and by the time Tiezhu and his wife found her, Aunt Wang was already dead, but the little girl was still breathing..."

Granny Zhang leaned closer to Lu Qingyao and whispered, "Do you think this might be retribution?"

"Isn't that just karma?"

Lu Qingyao smiled faintly, watching her daughter open her mouth wide, drool flowing freely.

He wiped her drool as he walked back.

Aunt Xiuxiu remained silent the whole way, walking with her head down and looking at her toes.

Walked for a while.

She suddenly stopped and looked at Lu Qingyao: "Sister, I will definitely not be like that little maid. I will take good care of you."

She spent seventeen taels of silver to buy it.

We must make sure the older sister feels it's worth the money before she'll be willing to stay.

Lu Qingyao and Jiang Miaomiao were both taken aback.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Xiuxiu was quite sentimental and actually connected it to herself.

“Okay… okay, Xiuxiu, you’re different from that little girl…” Lu Qingyao smiled.

Someone as capable and literate as Xiuxiu would be placed next to a mistress or young lady in the capital.

Fifteen taels!

She actually got a great deal.

Even among maids, there are different ranks.

In some wealthy and powerful families, the maids serving the master were even better and more elegant than the young ladies of humble families.

Since someone in the village had died, Lu Qingyao couldn't just wander around outside with her baby.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw two people loitering in front of her house.

Somewhat unfamiliar faces...