The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

“I’m thinking that you’ll just stay in this village for the rest of your life. I can’t escape from here. Why don’t we run away together?”

The old widower was shocked. "Run? Run to where? If we run away, we'll never be able to face anyone again."

"If you sell the land, can we move to another prefecture? Once we leave Ningzhou Prefecture, no one will be able to find us."

The old widower fell silent. He couldn't leave; he couldn't bear to leave his homeland. If he left, his parents wouldn't even have anyone to sweep their graves and offer incense. And he, too, would die far from home.

“Lotus, I can’t leave. This is my root. I can’t leave. My parents and grandparents are all here. I can’t abandon them. Here’s what we’ll do: find a way to get a divorce. Being divorced is fine too. I promise you, as long as you leave the Wang family, I will marry you.”

Even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. He didn't want to see her being abused every day. As long as she was free, he would take her in.

"He won't!"

"Think of another way. Being divorced is fine too. Or you can make a big scene until his family can't take it anymore. Lotus, I can't leave. I can't let my parents not even have a grave to burn incense for."

Cui Hehua also knew that it would be difficult to get him to leave.

"Think of another way."

“The Wang family will never let me go, and my parents are unreliable and won’t stand by my side. What should I do?”

The old widower thought for a moment and said, “Here’s what you should do. Tell your father that Wang Defa beat you and the injuries on your body are the best proof. Tell him that if he helps you get a divorce, he should give him 500 coins, and if you are divorced, he should give him 250 coins. He won’t get a single coin from Wang’s family, and you won’t live with your parents after the divorce. You should build a shack for yourself and live there for a year or two before you come back to live with me.”

"I have no money."

“I’ll give you the money. Just tell him that you’ll get paid as soon as the job is done, and there will be no delays.”

"What if he tries to extort you after we get married?"

"You can't extort him. Tell him that you've divorced him and that you'll live alone. No matter how hard it is, you won't be a burden to him. If he's afraid, cut off all ties with him after the divorce. That way, it won't affect your brother finding a wife."

Cui Hehua was heartbroken. Her father really would sever ties with her, which would mean she'd have no family to rely on anymore. She'd better get a divorce first; if she could maintain the relationship, she would. At worst, she could give her family a few dozen coins after the wedding. Wasn't that all the money the Wang family had given her back then?

"I understand." Cui Hehua turned and left, pondering how she should make a scene and how to get some more money for protection before leaving.

The only one in the house with money should be Old Man Wang. That old geezer, where did he hide the money? How can she look for it without being discovered?

Meanwhile, Fang Xiaoning's miserable postpartum period was also coming to an end.

The house was filled with joy as they planned a grand celebration for their baby's one-month birthday.

They invited everyone in the village they knew, as well as those who worked for them. They didn't have many relatives or close ties, but their son's one-month celebration was still a lively affair.

Song Feng has been working with extra energy these past few days. His wife and son can finally leave the postpartum room, and he no longer has to sleep alone. He really missed his wife after a month apart, and he didn't know who made that rule that men can't enter the postpartum room.

"Honey, our eldest grandson is turning one month old, what should we give him as a gift?"

"What do you want to give me?" Fang Youcai lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, feeling extremely comfortable. He didn't care about the money in the house anyway, so his wife could do whatever she wanted with it.

“I want to buy the child a pair of silver bracelets, what do you think?” To be honest, she was afraid that Fang Youcai would not agree. The house was almost finished, and next they would need to buy furniture, which would cost a lot of money.

"Let's buy them. Tomorrow we'll go to the jewelry store in town and pick out a pair together."

"You're willing?" Have you lost your mind? Who was it that was so stingy before, only being generous to themselves?

"Why wouldn't you want to? We need to buy a bigger one to give our daughter face."

Zhao looked at him.

"Don't look at me. Even if you do, I can't touch you. We can't let a petty person cause trouble in your family and ruin their feng shui."

Zhao kicked him suddenly, making it impossible for them to have a proper conversation; their words quickly became incoherent.

Fang Youcai, after being beaten, became obedient and readjusted his position. "Everyone knows that our family's money comes from our daughter. Now that she's a month old, can we be stingy? What will people say? Although I don't care what others say, I care a lot about my mother-in-law's opinion. What if she doesn't want our daughter to help us in the future? If we want to enjoy a good life with our daughter, we have to treat her exceptionally well."

Zhao: ...So you're still hoping for the future! I told you this person isn't that generous!