The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Oh dear, we've lost track of time chatting. If it weren't for the fact that this girl is shy, I would have liked you two to sleep in the same room with me tonight and have a good chat."

"This girl gets up several times a night, so she can't sleep with you, lest you don't get a good night's sleep."

"how about you?"

"I'm used to it, I can wake up at the right time."

Su felt a pang of heartache; her sister-in-law's life was worse than bitter melon.

"Let's go get some water, soak our feet and we'll sleep so well tonight."

“Hey, come on, Xiaolian is dozing off. Look at me, I’ve completely forgotten about her.”

I haven't chatted with anyone for years, and I couldn't quite control myself for a moment.

Watching the two sisters-in-law getting hot water together, "My mother is much happier with my aunt here."

"Yes! My aunt's two children are also well-behaved."

After soaking and drying their feet, Song Chunni looked around the room for a while, sighed, and carried her daughter to bed. "Xiaolian, are you happy to be sleeping at your uncle's house tonight?"

The little girl glanced at her mother, "The blanket!"

"We'll use the new quilt that my aunt prepared tonight; it's very soft and warm."

"Quilt!"

"Isn't this blanket nice?"

"Quilt!"

Song Xiaogu was extremely helpless, so she could only take out her own quilt and spread it on top. The little girl hugged the quilt she slept in every day and then closed her eyes in peace.

The blankets were warm, and the room was warm too. That night, Song Chunni slept very soundly and deeply. Of course, even in her deepest sleep, she still had to get up to help her daughter pee, and when it was time, the little girl would start calling her.

"Mother, what did my aunt say?"

After Su finished soaking her feet, Fang Xiaoning went to her room. Song Xiaogu's attitude was very important. If she planned to get involved with the old house, she couldn't let her help with this.

"Chunni said she would no longer have any contact with the old house. She would stay here and not go out. If the old house found out and came to make trouble, she would leave immediately. She also advised me that I must not get close to the old house. As long as we give them a little sweetness, Grandpa Fengzi will devour us until there is nothing left."

Fang Xiaoning was relieved; he was a sensible person.

"Mom, go to sleep, it's very late."

"You too, if you're too tired, get up a little later tomorrow. You're pregnant!"

Fang Xiaoning was also helpless when she talked about this. She really wasn't spoiled at all, didn't have any reaction, ate well and slept well, and was a typical natural-born and naturally raised child.

"I'm fine. I should be able to keep working until I give birth."

Su Shi: ...

The next day.

When Fang Xiaoning got up, Aunt Song had already cleaned the yard and boiled water in a pot. She hadn't cooked any food yet, and she didn't know how much to cook or what to do. She also didn't dare to touch anyone's things.

"Auntie, you're up so early! Did you sleep well last night?"

"I slept very comfortably, more comfortably than ever before. I haven't made breakfast yet. Tell me what you want me to make, and I'll make it."

"There's millet porridge, and steamed buns and dumplings in the jar. Just steam them. Auntie, go cook the porridge, and I'll go get some steamed buns."

Fang Xiaoning brought back a basket of steamed buns and dumplings. When she returned, both pots were already lit, one was cooking millet porridge, and the other was filled with water.

"Auntie, look here. We use this water to keep the fire warm. We use it to wash our hands and faces, not cold water." After placing the steamed buns, dumplings, and leftover dumplings from yesterday, she washed a few eggs and put them in. Now, each of them must have an egg every day.

"Wow! This is so convenient, there's hot water available all day long."

"Yes, it's so cold, how can we manage without hot water?"

Song Chunni's eyes dimmed as she thought about the chilblains on her two children's hands and feet. They had never had a good day since they came with her.

"mother!"

Wang Xiaolian appeared at the door.

"Come and wash up, dinner will be ready in a bit."

Everyone got up one after another, and Fang Xiaoning started serving porridge, "Come and eat, everyone."

Considering that the two children often went hungry and had small appetites, Fang Xiaoning gave them the same small rice bowls as Song An, saying, "You can eat steamed buns, and each of you can have an egg."

It makes side dishes easier; she made kimchi, and picked out a whole plateful.

Song Chunni's hands trembled slightly as she held the chopsticks. She thought that last night was their first time visiting, so she had specially prepared a nice meal for them. But now, it seemed that she had misunderstood, and they were just eating like this.

"Xiao Ning, you're pregnant, eat an egg." She handed him her own egg. She was already overjoyed with the steamed buns and porridge, why would she need an egg? What a life!

Seeing this, Wang Dayong stuffed his own egg into Song An's hands.

"Auntie, one is enough for me. If I wanted more, I would have cooked one more. When you come here, please don't stand on ceremony with us. It's tiring to keep offering food to each other every day. This is how our family is. We cook whatever we want to eat, and we don't stand on ceremony at the dinner table."