The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

The Fang family.

Their New Year's Eve dinner was far more meager than the Song family's. The old man felt that money should be spent wisely, and this year the family was particularly tight on money, so they didn't buy any New Year's goods.

He hadn't touched the food Fang Xiaoning gave him for the Winter Solstice, waiting to eat it during the Lunar New Year.

The old woman originally wanted to kill a chicken, but the old man wouldn't allow it. With so many people, one chicken would only be enough for one person to eat with one chopstick. It would be better to save it for the fourth son before his exam and kill it to nourish him.

On the New Year's Eve dinner table, there were six dishes: sauerkraut stewed with pork belly, stir-fried radish slices, clear stewed frozen cabbage, black flour dumplings with radish and cabbage filling, braised green beans, and braised dried eggplant.

The staple food is a large bowl of brown rice per person.

In their family, the men sat at one table, and the women and children at another. The old woman looked at the only meat dish—pickled cabbage with barely any meat—and sighed silently. She told her husband that they couldn't be so frugal; it would hurt their other two sons' feelings. After all, what family doesn't have at least one or two meat dishes during the New Year? But her husband wouldn't listen and even scolded her for not considering their youngest son. They were all her children; she loved them all except for her eldest!

"Everyone, eat quickly, it's getting cold and the food will get cold fast."

Fang Laosi really wanted to stand up and leave. What was this food for during the New Year? His parents were so stingy! There wasn't a drop of oil in any of the dishes. He had no appetite at all.

"father!"

"Shut up and eat!" The old man put a large piece of fatty meat into his bowl.

The meat was sliced ​​very thinly. At the main table, each person might get two pieces, while the women at the table would only get one piece each. Everyone was unhappy. The eldest brother had told them yesterday that he wouldn't be coming over to celebrate with them this year, since they had whatever dishes they had for their New Year's Eve dinner, to avoid them saying that the women were coming over to steal food from the old house.

So, he's not coming anymore, and this is what they're eating? Before, they would cook special meals for their eldest son when he left, but now that he's not coming, the special meals are gone too. Their parents have really fooled them.

"Dad, is this what we're having for dinner tonight?"

The wives, cooking in the kitchen, had been harboring resentment for a while, but dared not speak out. Now, hearing the second son's question, they all perked up their ears, wanting to know if tonight would just be like this.

Since the mother-in-law didn't bring anything else, it was obvious that she wouldn't be giving her any special treatment.

The old man put down his chopsticks, his eyes filled with the vicissitudes of life. "I know everyone is not satisfied with this year's New Year's Eve dinner, but our family really doesn't have any money. Fourth son will be going to the county town in four years, and he'll need money for food and lodging. This year, everyone, just bear with it. When things get better for fourth son, he will definitely help you all and you can enjoy the good life together with him."

Fang Laosi's face turned green. Had his father gotten it wrong? His success was his business, what did it have to do with these peasants? He earned it through his own hard work, why should he help them? Why should they share in the good fortune? What were they anyway?

The room was filled with people, but no one spoke. Fang the Second smacked his lips, wanting to say something but not knowing how. He and the Third Brother were both clumsy with words, unlike their eldest brother. All they knew was that because of the Fourth Brother, the whole family had suffered, and they had no food at all during the New Year.

All they eat are dried vegetables and frozen vegetables. What kind of life do they lead?

Everyone ate the New Year's Eve dinner in a very unpleasant manner, finishing quickly and then going to the main room to stay up late to welcome the new year. The women were washing dishes and cleaning in the kitchen.

With many people and children in the main room, and three braziers burning, it didn't feel cold at all.

It was pretty boring. Everyone was just staring at each other, no one wanted to talk, and the kids were too scared to make a fuss because of the atmosphere. There weren't even any snacks on the table.

"Mom, where are the melon seeds and peanuts? Bring some out to pass the time."

Old Fang realized for the first time that his fourth son was clueless. They wouldn't even buy meat, yet they'd buy snacks? Would he still have to pay his tuition?

"I didn't buy it, I don't have the money."

Fang Laosi: ...

Once he passes the high school entrance exam and is appointed as an official in another region, he will never return to this dilapidated house. Let whoever wants to stay in this run-down place stay there.