The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

“My father-in-law and the others have also returned. There were too many people in the town, and the city gate was crowded with people. I heard that it was even more crowded inside. Everyone was afraid of getting lost in the crowd, so they came back and said they would check again next year.”

"So many people?"

"Yes, I heard that this year's lantern festival is unusual and there are a lot of people. People from nearby villages have gone."

Fang Xiaoning: She knew it. She heard that most of the villagers had gone to join the fun, so she knew there would be a lot of people today. How big is the town? How wide are the roads? With so many people, what are we even looking at for the lanterns? We're more likely to be looking at a sea of ​​heads.

"You're back just in time. Let's light all the lanterns in the house when it gets dark. Mom, how about we cook a nice meal tonight?"

"Sure, make the portions bigger, and send a couple of dishes over to our in-laws too." She felt it was her son's fault for not letting them see the lanterns, causing their in-laws to miss the lantern festival.

When Fang Youcai received the three meat dishes sent by Song Feng, the slight regret in his heart disappeared. He warmed himself by the fire, ate meat, and drank a little wine. Even gods couldn't be better than this. What's so interesting about a few broken lanterns? It's just cold and suffering.

Looking at his wife, whose face was flushed after just one glass of wine, he grinned mischievously. Wouldn't it be better to stay home and cuddle with her to warm the bed? Who knows, he might still be vigorous enough to have a son or daughter even younger than his grandson.

Hey!

"Why are you looking at me when I smile, and why is your smile so sly?" After just one cup, Zhao was already feeling a little dizzy.

"On such a holiday, am I supposed to cry in front of you?" It's better to keep quiet about this woman's mouth.

"Come on, have another drink with me."

"Dizziness."

"The dizziness will subside after drinking it..."

Tie Zhu watched as his mother was persuaded by his father to drink three cups in a row, and then she collapsed onto the table.

"After you've eaten, clean up here and go back to your rooms to sleep. You can wash the dishes tomorrow. Your mother is drunk; I'll help her back to her room to sleep."

Fang Tiezhu watched helplessly as his mother was carried away by his father. "Goudan, hurry up and eat your meat. Dad's not here, so no one will fight us for it."

Fang Gou Dan nodded, his chopsticks never stopping...

midnight.

Fang Youcai was awakened by the noise outside. Zhao was sleeping soundly, and with such a commotion, she only turned over.

"What's going on? Why aren't they sleeping in the middle of the night? What are they doing?"

Fang Youcai got up, tucked the blanket around Zhao Shi again, and opened the courtyard gate. A dozen torches were lit in the village, and several people hurried by. He grabbed one of them, "Chunsheng, what happened?"

"Uncle, something happened at the lantern festival in town. Many people in the village were injured. The village chief asked us to go pick them up. I have to go now!"

Fang Youcai stood on the village road, unable to come to his senses for a long time. Goodness, his daughter's mouth must be blessed!

Song Feng was also woken up in the middle of the night by the knocking on the door. "You keep sleeping, I'll go see who it is?"

It must be an emergency in the middle of the night. All the lights were on, and the whole family was woken up.

"uncle?"

"Fengzi, can I borrow your mule cart to pick up the injured people in the village?" The village chief said anxiously when he saw him.

"what?"

"what happened?"

"There were too many people watching the lanterns, and it seems there was a stampede. People from the village came and said that more than a dozen people were injured. I want to use your mule cart to bring the injured people back."

Now that all the able-bodied men have gone, the roads are difficult to travel in the snow, and I wonder how those people are doing?

"Okay, please wait a moment while I tell my mother and the others."

Fang Xiaoning and Su Shi felt a lingering fear upon hearing this, but thankfully, they went and came back.

"You should go quickly, it's so cold outside, you'll freeze to death in the middle of the night."

That is to say, in ancient times, typhoid fever could be fatal.

Song Feng didn't get home until dawn, looking exhausted. He couldn't pick up his aunt today.

"How's it going?"

"Most of them were superficial injuries. Three people died: a child and two elderly people. Now the clinics in town are full of wounded people. Anyone who is not seriously injured is going home to recover."

So, there are still some serious cases.

"Is anyone still at the clinic?"

Song Feng glanced at her. "Wang Defa and Zhao's wife are the two who are more seriously injured. One of them vomited blood after being stepped on, and the doctor said that his lungs and internal organs were damaged. Wang Defa's leg was broken by someone stepping on him."

Oh my god, what bad luck this guy is! Fang Xiaoning felt a little bad; why was she happy to hear that he had broken his leg? He probably won't be able to take the imperial examination this year, right?