The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you off the hook. Just don't mess with me again!"

"Did I provoke you? Tomorrow is our son-in-law's first visit, and you're not treating him well? How will our daughter face the world? How can anyone treat our daughter well? Fang Youcai, let me tell you, I won't argue with you about anything else, but I won't give in to your demands regarding the child."

"The Song family, I never agreed to this marriage, but you insisted on sending your daughter. They're so poor, could you at least help them out? You eat and drink your daughter's food, how can you be so shameless?"

"Zhao Guilan, you think I'm being too polite? Believe me or not, I'll divorce you!"

"Go ahead and divorce me! Divorce me! I'll hang myself from your bedside later!"

Zhao glared at Fang Youcai, crying. She was too weak and useless; all these years, he had her completely under his thumb. She couldn't make any decisions at home, and her children were being bullied by their father.

Fang Youcai: ...

Zhao persisted relentlessly, and Fang Youcai, unable to bear the entanglement any longer, had no choice but to relent and give her 30 coins to buy meat.

Damn it, they all act like they're the bosses, but he's been treated like a grandson!

"mother!"

"Xiao Ning, Fengzi's here! Come in, come in! Mom's stewing meat, have a few pieces for lunch!"

Stewed meat, huh? Has her cheapskate father had a change of heart?

Carrying radishes and cucumbers, Song Feng felt incredibly awkward. His return visit had been utterly humiliating. His mother-in-law had even cooked meat for them, but he hadn't given them a single egg. Thinking about the cold noodles and dumplings he'd eaten the past two days, he felt even more ashamed, his face turning bright red.

Zhao smiled and took the things from his hands, then poured him water without showing any disgust.

Song Feng took a deep breath, thankfully his father-in-law wasn't home at the moment.

"Where's Dad?"

"Why do you care about him? He's never home. Your two younger brothers are starting to look more and more like him; they go off somewhere to run wild after breakfast!"

As Zhao spoke, she felt a tightness in her chest.

Fang Xiaoning understood her two children. They were scolded by their parents at home, didn't study, and didn't go out to play. What else could they do? Especially the younger brother, who was at the age where he was disliked by everyone.

The money the Wang family had paid in compensation could have sent her two younger brothers to school, but her father would never agree to it. She didn't want to bring it up, lest it upset everyone.

"Is your son-in-law good to you? How is your life with them?"

“That’s good. My mother-in-law isn’t one to meddle. Mom, I’m thinking of setting up a stall and selling some food to try it out. You know, his family is poor, and they can’t survive without finding a way to make money.”

Hearing this, Zhao felt even worse. Her daughter had finally climbed out of one pit of fire, only to fall into another.

"That works too, Xiao Ning. You have to keep some of your dowry money for yourself, you know?"

Without even asking, it's obvious whose money she used to set up the stall. Her daughter is still as honest and simple as ever.

"I know."

The mother and daughter were whispering in the kitchen, while Song Feng was alone in the main room, pacing back and forth restlessly, sometimes standing and sometimes sitting.

While eating.

All three men in the family have come back from their wanderings.

"Meat, Mother, there's meat to eat!"

"I bought this meat!" Fang Youcai roared as he stepped through the door. He was determined to eat a lot of it later. Why should his money benefit outsiders?

"Big sister, big sister!"

"Goudan, Tiezhu, come here and call him brother-in-law!"

"Brother-in-law!" The voice was loud and clear.

"Hey, hey!"

Fang Youcai, who was following behind, rolled his eyes. What brother-in-law? He's just here to freeload.

"father!"

Fang Xiaoning glared at him warningly, swallowing back the sarcastic words that were on the tip of her tongue. Mother and son, now, are just as arrogant.

"You're here. Let's go out for dinner."

He'd endure it for just one meal! They're so poor, they definitely won't go back to their parents' home for the New Year, which is fine too; he didn't want to see them anyway. Two troublemakers, thankfully he'd gotten rid of one of them.

Fang Xiaoning looked at the large, white, fatty strips of meat and felt a sense of resistance.

"Come on, eat meat, Fengzi, eat meat!" Two large pieces were placed in each person's bowl. Then one piece was given to each of the two children. Seeing the remaining two pieces, Fang Youcai was a little angry. What did she mean by that? Did she think he was dead?

In a fit of anger, he picked up the bowl of vegetables and poured all the soup and leftover meat into it, slurping it down like a pig rooting for food.

Fang Xiaoning's lips twitched involuntarily as she watched. Sometimes, she had to admit, she had to admire her father.

Looking at the large strips of meat in the bowl, Fang Xiaoning picked up a piece and offered it to Zhao Shi. Zhao Shi tried to stop her, but Fang Xiaoning wouldn't let her; her mother was also very thin. The only thing she shouldn't eat was the one she ate the most.

"Dad, you look fatter than I've seen you in the last few days."

You must have been sneaking food quite a bit, right? I wonder how much money you have left.

"Cough cough..." He inhaled the brown rice into his nose. That brat, was she trying to choke him to death? After a while, he retorted fiercely, "Are you blind? Where am I fat? What good food do you have for me at home? You ingrate, I've clearly lost weight!"

So thin! You're so thin you've even got a little belly showing.

Fang Xiaoning ignored him; the more you talk to him, the more enthusiastic he gets. She had a ton of work to do at home and didn't have time to waste arguing with him.

She wants to make money, make money, and once she's made money, she'll urge her mother to dump him and move on. There are plenty of men out there; her mother deserves better. Even if she doesn't find someone else, raising two kids alone is better than staying with this wretched man.

After dinner, Fang Xiaoning warned the two children to be good and do more chores around the house before going home with Song Feng. Zhao Shi saw them to the door and stayed there watching them…

"Alright, they've all disappeared, what's the point of looking anymore? It's just in one village, is it really that big of a deal?"

Zhao ignored Fang Youcai and turned to go inside.

Damn it, I made a fool of myself!

........................

"Mom, we're heading out now. You and your brother can eat lunch first, don't wait for us."

"Yeah, don't hold back your hunger. Buy a steamed bun to tide you over. Be careful on the road."

"Ai!"

Mrs. Su watched the two children push the cart away with concern until they were out of sight, then she closed the courtyard gate and began tidying up the house...

They left early, just as dawn was breaking, the roads were quiet, and the villagers were only just waking up.

"Why don't you go up too, and I'll push you along?"

"No need, let's hurry up. We need to find a place to set up our stall when we get to town."

She had made up her mind: if it didn't sell well, she would set up a stall at the school at noon. The students there weren't short of money and were willing to try new things.

They set up their stall diagonally opposite the restaurant on this street, where the houses were the best and there were many wealthy people. It cost 8 coins, which ordinary people couldn't afford.

Song Feng moved swiftly, found a good spot, and quickly set up his stall.

"Liangpi (cold skin noodles), fragrant and delicious liangpi! Liangpi, selling liangpi!"