The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

But I digress. They had just arrived home when all the buyers arrived as well.

They got out of the car nervously and saw that the new owner's courtyard was much larger and taller than the brick and tile houses, far better than they had imagined.

That's true, it's not easy to have enough money to buy so many of them.

"The workshop is next door, and the cook and cleaning lady are here. From now on, the housework will be yours."

"Yes."

"The children can stay here for now. You three come with me, and I'll take you to see the workshop." Only two people are in charge. The daughter-in-law, who is in charge, can also work in the workshop. As for the son, he just runs errands.

After their family's workshop finishes, her parents' house will start construction in a few days. She needs to go and see how her mother has arranged things—where will they live while the house is being built?

"Brother Feng, come with me to my parents' house this afternoon."

"Hmm, will my father-in-law still be attending school while the house is being built?"

"Absolutely! I'll tell Mom in a bit that since Dad's not good at working anyway, let's give him a try and get him to pass the imperial examinations. That'll scare that biased old man to death."

"What are you so scared of? Your fourth uncle has already passed the preliminary examination. By the time your father passes the preliminary examination, he will probably be a scholar."

Fang Xiaoning wasn't about to boost others' morale and diminish her own. "Who knows? When my dad was a student, my fourth uncle was still a student. Do you think being a scholar is as easy as picking cabbages on the street, something any Tom, Dick, or Harry can do?" She glanced at Song Feng from head to toe. "Brother Feng, you should really work harder. What if your father-in-law becomes a student while you're still just a commoner? How will you set a good example for your child?"

Song Feng's face turned bright red. He didn't want to either; he had already tried his best, hadn't he? Studying really seemed to require talent, and his father-in-law and wife seemed to be more talented than him.

Song Feng led the two managers on a tour of the workshop, explaining in detail their tasks, which mainly included shipping, receiving, personnel allocation, worker wages, and recording attendance.

The two listened attentively and were taken aback when they saw the ledger. They were astonished that accounts could be kept so clearly and explicitly. Their previous employers, who were all of high status, had never kept accounts like this before.

The new master doesn't seem like an ordinary farmer at all.

What should be done with the children?

Um, "The girl can stay and take care of Xiaolian, and the boy can take care of Xiao'an and the others."

Okay, at least everyone has something to do this way.

Fang family.

"mother!"

"Xiao Ning is here!"

Fang Xiaoning looked at the newly built shack behind her, her eyelids twitching repeatedly. "Mom, you live in a shack?"

"What else?" Zhao blinked, looking confused. Did they have to build a new house for the temporary accommodation?

Fang Xiaoning was so angry she jumped up and down. Her family, workshop, and even school all had so many empty rooms, yet her mother would rather live in a shack than ask her for help. Did she really treat her like water spilled on the ground?

"Mother, I have a house at home."

Fang Youcai was overjoyed. He had no desire to live in some shabby shack. He had long said that he would stay with his daughter for a while, or at least stay at the school, which would be better than living in a shack. But this woman, she absolutely refused and insisted on living in this shabby shack.

“I know you have a house. This time we’re building a brick house with tiles. There are so many bricks in the yard, and no one is guarding them. I don’t expect to be able to sleep all night.”

Yes, back then, he built a house right next to his own home, and there was a dog in the yard. Whenever he heard the slightest sound, Song Feng would immediately get up and take a stroll around.

“Indeed, things need someone to watch over them. Here’s what we’ll do, Mother, let Dad stay in the shack, and we’ll bring our Big Black dog over to guard the house. Even if Dad falls asleep, it definitely won’t be there.”

You and your brothers can come stay at my place. I even hired servants today. You won't have to do any housework there, and all the food and drinks will be provided. You can just make some snacks.

"Think about it, making pastries in a shack, with this fence you've built so low, who are you going to block?"

When Zhao saw it, she realized that the shack couldn't block other people's view. Her previous idea was that when she was doing it, her two children would help her keep watch outside, and the head of the household would both tend the fire and keep watch.

"Can I come to your house?"

"Why not? You don't know how much your mother likes you. She'll be so happy if you go there, and the house will be lively again."

Fang Youcai was unhappy. Why should he be the only one suffering in the shack while his whole family went to his in-laws' house to enjoy a life of luxury?

My daughter's heart is completely broken; she's so sad...