After transmigrating into the book, I helped my mother reconcile with her divorced husband.

"Second Uncle, is it because the fireflies are roasting chestnuts that looks so good, or is it because you're so lost in thought about that Meiniang?"

"You brat, you have no manners! I'm your uncle." He flicked his finger and tapped her forehead. Seeing her pouting, cute expression, the shadow in his heart dissipated.

So what if she was reborn? She was Xie Yubai's niece, the child his beloved younger sister had carried for ten months, risking her life to give birth. She cared for her younger sister and the Xie family; she was intelligent, wise, discerning, and possessed many talents. For the Xie family, this was a good thing, a blessing from heaven. As for the child, they would simply remember her in their hearts.

He stuffed the peeled chestnuts into Lu Zhiyuan's mouth, and Lu Zhiyuan hugged his arm and acted coquettishly: "Yuan'er wouldn't dare, Yuan'er knows that Second Uncle only has Second Aunt in his heart."

“Speaking of my wife, your second aunt, as her uncle, I have to say a few words about you. Ever since you got into that business, your two aunts have been so busy that they haven’t paid any attention to me or your eldest uncle.”

"That's good, it saves them from being bored at home." Lu Zhiyuan stuffed a few chestnuts into Xie Yubai's hand. "Mother went to the border town, and I went to the palace. If it weren't for my eldest and second aunts, I really wouldn't know who to entrust my mother's businesses to. My eldest uncle is a wealthy merchant and doesn't care about my mother's businesses. My eldest and second aunts are different; as women, they know how hard my mother worked to build those businesses."

“You little brat, you clearly look down on your mother’s businesses.” Xie Yubai poked her with his finger: “Do you really think your second uncle, the Minister of Revenue, is just there to fill a position? Even your eldest uncle is envious of your businesses.”

Lu Zhiyuan narrowed her eyes.

Xie Yubai then asked, "Which kind of radish are you talking about that's suitable for ordinary people to grow? People are suffering and struggling to make ends meet. If there were radishes that are high-yielding, disease-resistant, drought-resistant, and easy to store, their lives might be a little better."

Lu Zhiyuan understood, and whispered in Xie Yubai's ear, "Second Uncle, don't worry. After I've tested the radish at Ronghua Palace and confirmed that it can grow in our Beiliang, I'll pack up the seeds and send them to your residence. Besides the white radish seeds, there are also corn, rice, and millet. Corn can be grown in both the north and south, has a high yield, can be steamed or boiled, and can also be ground into corn flour to eat with wheat flour. Rice is mostly grown in the south, but there is a type of dryland rice that can be grown in the north where there is water."

The crops grown in Northern Liang were relatively scarce. The common people generally relied on wheat cultivation for a living, and the only legumes available were broad beans, peas, and lentils; melons were even rarer. Millet existed, but its yield was incomparably low compared to the times. If higher-yielding crops like corn and rice could be introduced to Northern Liang, it could fundamentally solve the food problem for the people of Northern Liang.

Xie Yubai was very excited, but he had to appear calm before seeing those things.

As the carriage descended the mountain, a thorny problem suddenly occurred to me: "Princess Ping Le is always clinging to you. If you come down the mountain now, she'll probably cause a scene at the temple. His Highness Prince Yue isn't one to cause trouble, but Lu Jin Yao is. I didn't think things through and rushed down the mountain with you."

“It’s a good thing you have such a smart and lovely niece. What your second uncle couldn’t think of, Yuan’er has.” Lu Zhiyuan chewed on a chestnut: “I left three new games for Xiao Yebai to make sure the princess will be engrossed in them all day and won’t think of me. Even if she does think of me, it doesn’t matter. I left a message and a letter for A’Luo, saying that I went down the mountain to see a doctor.”

Lu Zhiyuan patted her chest: "Everyone in Beiliang knows about my health. The mountains are cold, and my old illness has relapsed. My second uncle can't just watch me die in Huguo Temple, can he? Using his personal power to send me down the mountain for treatment is beyond the law, but reasonable. If there are any objections, given my relationship with Her Highness the Princess, she will be the first to not forgive me."

Xie Yubai's gaze darkened.

"Your second uncle knows you are a good doctor, and since you returned to the capital, you have rarely fallen ill. So much so that your second uncle forgot that your body cannot withstand the turbulence. Tell your second uncle the truth, what is the state of your body? Can it be cured? As long as there is even the slightest hope, no matter how precious the medicinal materials are, your eldest uncle, your youngest uncle, your maternal grandfather, and your mother will do their best to find them for you."

"It's alright, Yuan'er promises, I'll definitely live to see my coming-of-age ceremony."

“You child—” Xie Yubai’s eyes suddenly reddened: “If you feel unwell, be sure to tell your second uncle.”

The sun shone brightly, and the nameless river below rippled with light. The area below was quiet, with only the occasional passerby, who appeared to be villagers from the surrounding area. Xie Qi stopped two villagers and asked them for directions to Xinghua Village. The two villagers, unfazed, enthusiastically gave them directions.

The carriage came down from the mountain, where there was only one temple, Huguo Temple.

The villagers used their horse-drawn cart as a delivery vehicle for supplies.

Xie Yubai pinched his fingers: "The monks from Huguo Temple disguised themselves as ordinary people to deliver things to Xinghua Village."

Lu Zhiyuan had already guessed this, and said calmly, "Of course we have to pretend to be ordinary people. If we go to deliver it as monks from Huguo Temple, what will the villagers think? They don't have what others have, so will they be willing to do it?"

Xie Yu frowned: "If I pretend to be an ordinary citizen, won't the villagers have any objections?"

Lu Zhiyuan lowered the curtain: "They won't say it was a gift from the monks. There's a pattern to things being sent from the temple; it usually happens when important people come. Meiniang comes from out of town, and she's well-dressed. It's normal for her to have a relative who's important. If a relative comes to the temple and brings a gift, what can the common people think? They can ask the monks at Huguo Temple for things, but they can't ask those important people there. The common people don't fight with the officials; they know that."

That makes sense, Xie Yubai nodded.

“Meiniang is a smart woman, and smart women know how to get along with people. If I were her, I would definitely distribute some of the things sent by the temple to the villagers. Once the villagers have benefited, why would they complain about Huguo Temple or Meiniang? They would love for Meiniang to stay in their village forever.”

As they spoke, the carriage entered the village. Without the villagers pointing it out, everyone knew which place was Meiniang's house. Before Xie Qi could even knock, a village girl carrying a basket came down the path. Lu Yun looked closely and recognized her immediately—it was Liuying.

With a series of knocks, leaves fell beside the door, and startled birds flew away. The door opened, and a servant in a blue cloth shirt yawned impatiently as he opened it.

Upon seeing who was standing in front of him, the servant was startled and turned to run into the courtyard.

He recognized Xie Yubai, and Xie Yubai recognized him; he was a novice monk serving the abbot.

As the group entered, the abbot, dressed in lay clothes, hurried out with a young woman. Behind the woman followed a young couple; the woman appeared to be holding a newborn infant. Upon closer inspection, the man bore a striking resemblance to the abbot.

"Cheng Xiaoan, Li Meiniang, you are indeed here."

Before he could finish speaking, the abbot pulled the young woman to her knees with a thud.