The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

What kind of crazy thing is this now?

“It’s getting late. Shunzi is coming to pick up the goods tomorrow. I’ll ask him.”

“My daughter is so capable, she’ll definitely find a way if she can’t handle it all, you don’t need to worry about it. Just send Tiezhu over tomorrow, or if that doesn’t work, Gou Dan can go too, and the two of us can stay home and make rice crackers.”

"Didn't you say they're too young to do anything?"

"There's nothing you can't do. You're all grown men now. This is settled. Hurry up and cook, I'm hungry!"

"Auntie, Fengzi asked my mother to go help. He's also going to Song Xiaogu's village in Caoduozi to help out later. I reckon we have enough people. My mother said yesterday that they seem to be short of someone to tend the fire. Should we ask Tiezhu and the others to go and help out?"

"I told you you were worrying unnecessarily. Our daughter has everything figured out!" Fang Youcai breathed a sigh of relief; at least his wife wasn't being asked to go. "Shunzi, hurry up and deliver the goods!"

"Hey, Auntie, let's go!"

"Honey, what should we have for breakfast?"

Zhao rolled her eyes at him. All he ever thinks about is food! In winter, when there's no work and the days are short, they used to eat two meals a day. This year, because there's work every day, they're eating three meals a day.

When Song Chunni saw Song Feng, she was startled. "Didn't we say we'd see each other after the New Year? It's only been a few days, why are you here again? Has something happened at home? Something serious!"

Her heart sank lower and lower. She prayed to the gods that her sister-in-law's family had just gotten through a rough patch and that they would not cause any more trouble.

"Fengzi?"

"Auntie, I've come today to invite you to stay at my house for a while."

Song Chunni was dumbfounded. "Your mother is sick? She can't get out of bed?" She slapped her thigh as she spoke. "I knew it was too cold. How could her body withstand such a commotion!"

Song Feng was speechless. Couldn't his aunt think of them in a better light?!

"No, Auntie, we just got a big order and we're too busy to handle everything. We were wondering if you could come help out for a few days, is that alright?"

Too busy!?

"Sure, why not? I'm perfectly fine now! It's just Fengzi, if I go there, what about the two little ones..." She's worried about not having an adult around, especially her daughter. What if she runs away? Where would she go to find her?

"Mom, you go ahead. I can cook and take good care of my little sister." His little sister was very well-behaved and stayed by his side every day, never running around.

"No, Auntie, can't you let me finish what I'm saying?" Song Feng was speechless. Why did she keep interrupting him? What was he thinking about?

"Bring the children along, they can help with the fire. There's room in the house, enough for them to stay."

"Take them all?"

"Well, once we leave, we won't be back until before the New Year. How can we leave the two kids home alone for so long? Besides, we really need to start a fire, okay?"

"Okay, okay, wait a minute, I'll go pack up now."

"Auntie, do you have a pot? Bring it with you, we don't have enough pots at home."

There wasn't much to pack; they were still wearing their thick clothes, had rolled up their bedding, and took the meat and grain that Song Feng had sent a few days ago. They carried their daughter onto the cart, while the boy carried a large pot. "Let's go!"

Song Feng admired her decisiveness. "Let them take those things. They're not home; if someone steals them, my aunt will definitely cry. We'll give them a new set when they get back."

It snowed heavily again last night, making the roads even more difficult to travel. By the time they got home, it was already dark. This time, Song Feng was bundled up even more tightly, even wearing a quilt, but he didn't feel very cold.

"Chunni's here! Haven't eaten yet? Are you starving?"

"Sister-in-law!"

Fang Xiaoning and Song An greeted them one by one.

Chunni was a little reserved. It was her first time visiting her sister-in-law's house, and she was also meeting her niece-in-law for the first time. She hadn't brought anything with her. No, she had brought something—gifts from them. Although it was dark and snowing, she could still see that her sister-in-law's house was truly beautiful, with only blue bricks as far as the eye could see.

"Auntie's here? Come in quickly! It's cold outside." Fang Xiaoning saw that the family was dressed very thinly and hurriedly invited them into the kitchen, where a fire was burning and it was warm. They couldn't go to the main room to chat since something was still cooking in the pot. Fortunately, the kitchen had been built large enough that they could eat directly in the kitchen during winter, preventing food from getting cold by being carried around. Even with a few more people, it wasn't too crowded.

"Brother Feng, go and bring a long bench over for the kids to sit on."

"It's alright, it's alright, you all go about your business!" It seems there really is a lot of work to do; she's still working now. No wonder they called her over. She noticed that Fengzi's wife seemed kind and easy to get along with. Seeing her felt very warm and welcoming.

"Auntie, are you hungry? I'll cook right away."

It was already completely dark outside. Su Shi and Fang Xiaoning were still working overtime in the kitchen. The village chief's wife had already gone home, leaving around the time they were having dinner. She only agreed to eat lunch there and hadn't mentioned her wages yet. Song Feng said she hadn't had a chance to talk about it yesterday; she was in a hurry to get to work.

"I ate some snacks my sister-in-law gave me on the way, so I'm not hungry yet. No need to cook dinner, we can eat tomorrow! If there's anything I can do, I'll do it!" The snacks were substantial; the two kids ate two pieces, she ate one, and Fengzi ate two. They're fine even if they don't eat dinner. They fell asleep soon after, and once they were asleep, they weren't hungry anymore. As for her, she could handle it.

The two children sat obediently on the bench, neither of them complaining of being hungry. Uncle's house was really nice, the kitchen was really spacious; Wang Dayong was afraid they would look down on them.

Fang Xiaoning didn't say anything, simply cleared out a pot, boiled a large pot of water, and prepared to cook dumplings. It was convenient, easy, and wouldn't interfere with their work.

Song Chunni was quick-witted and eager to learn. After greeting them and washing her hands, she stood next to Su Shi and learned how to make pastries. The whole family stayed in the kitchen, without even going into the main room. Fang Xiaoning planned to take them to the main room to sit for a while after dinner, then they could wash up and go to bed.

Song Xiaogu originally thought that Fang Xiaoning was boiling such a big pot of water for them to drink and for everyone to wash up. Unexpectedly, after the water was almost boiling, she asked Song Feng to go outside to get dumplings.

Song Feng picked up a wooden basin and went out, then returned a short while later with the basin in his hand.

Song Chunni gasped. Good heavens, white flour dumplings, round and plump, a whole bowlful at a time. Even a landlord wouldn't dare eat like this, would he?