The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

After people leave.

"Dad, what's going on at home?"

"I'm making dumplings today, I'll bring you a basketful later." Anyway, it's no use if he says he won't bring them, his wife said she'll have him bring them later.

"Okay, I'm craving Mom's cooking too. We're frying fish, why don't you take a bowl home and try it?"

"Hey, hey, it must be delicious! The fried chicken yesterday was especially good!"

Fang Xiaoning smiled, turned around and filled a bowl for him to take with him.

"Dad, I'm still busy cooking, so I won't keep you any longer. We can have a good chat during the New Year."

"Alright, you go ahead with your work. It's so close, just a few steps away, no rush. Auntie, I'm going back now!"

"Ai!"

Song Chunni was really not in a good mood; her father simply couldn't stand seeing them do well.

Not long after Fang Youcai left, Boss Song arrived with three catties of coarse rice. He didn't linger, handed over the grain at the door, and left, his face as sour as if he owed him eight hundred taels of silver.

"Sister-in-law!"

“Let’s keep going. Let’s do more today, and I’ll take the kids home tomorrow.” She felt a pang of sadness; she was truly reluctant to leave this place. Not because the food or accommodations were good, but because there were people here who cared about her, and it was a warm and welcoming place. In that little courtyard, she had to shoulder everything herself, and on ordinary days, she had no one to talk to.

No matter what, she has to leave. Dad already knows she's here; staying will only cause trouble for her third sister-in-law's family. Before she leaves, she should do some more work.

"Okay, I'll go knead the dough twists now. You and Mom go fry the fish first, and then fry the crispy pork too."

Judging that her aunt would definitely be leaving tomorrow, she tried to fry up as much food as possible so that they could take some back with them.

The family worked until dark, frying eight large basins of food. During this time, Fang Tiezhu also brought over dumplings and brought back fried dough twists and crispy pork.

Fang Youcai grinned from ear to ear. This deal was really lucrative; he'd gotten so much stuff in return for just a basket of dumplings. He thought to himself, "My daughter's family is so extravagant for the New Year! So many delicious things, one after another, it's dazzling!"

Fang Youcai chewed on a piece of crispy pork and sighed deeply. It was another day he regretted marrying off his daughter!

“Sister-in-law, my child and I are planning to go back to the village tomorrow. The New Year is just around the corner, and we haven’t tidied up the house or prepared anything. If we go back any later, we might not make it in time.”

Wang Dayong's eyes reddened upon hearing this. He couldn't bear to leave his third aunt's family. His grandfather had come to cause trouble today, and they had to go back.

"Chunni!"

"Sister-in-law, don't say anything more, I understand. Let's pack up tomorrow, and we'll have to trouble Fengzi to take us back."

"Alright, I won't keep you here. If you ever have any difficulties in the future, come to me again, okay?"

"Ai!"

"Auntie, we'll have to invite you over again next year. Look how busy we are at home!"

"But……"

"It's alright. Just say you're working at our house and we'll only provide you with a meal. If the old family wants to support you, then go with them."

He had no money, but his life was his only option. What could the old man do? He was helpless.

"That's right, with Dayong's two kids around, they can keep Xiao Anzi company."

“Let’s talk about it next year!”

That's true, we can deal with next year's problems next year. Anyway, we definitely need help at home, especially in the summer when we're busy making cold noodles and jelly.

At dinner, the whole family had no appetite. They ate quickly and went back to their rooms.

"Xiao Ning, your aunt is going back tomorrow. What should we bring her? She really has nothing at home."

Fang Xiaoning thought about it carefully, "Rice and flour, give us some of the food we've been making lately, and some meat. When it comes to daily life, it's all about food."

"Yes, let's give them the blankets too. It's fine to let them use them temporarily. I'm worried that the children are used to being warm and won't be able to handle the sudden cold when they get home."

"Okay, go to sleep early, you have to get up early tomorrow. Remember to wear warm clothes, you have to catch the bus all day again."

Song Feng felt terrible at the thought of the howling north wind.

My aunt's house is really far away and in a remote area.

The next day, the whole family got up very early.

Fang Xiaoning brought her some of the fried food she had been consuming over the past few days, along with frozen steamed buns, dumplings, and sticky rice cakes, which she packed into the mule cart as she went. She also gave her five jin of meat and a chicken.

Ms. Su was making breakfast in the kitchen.

"Xiao Ning, what are you doing? You can't give me this much. What would I look like?" She wasn't there to freeload.