The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

On the day of the full moon, Fang Xiaoning got up very early, washed her hair, and took a bath. Zhao helped her wash, and Fang Xiaoning felt that she had scrubbed off a pound of dirt. After washing, she felt refreshed.

"Hurry up and dry your hair. You just finished your postpartum period, so you still need to be careful."

Today is the day Fang Xiaoning emerges from confinement and also the day of her one-month celebration. A few days ago, she had Song Feng buy her new clothes. With his father-in-law's guidance, Song Feng even went to the jewelry store yesterday to buy her a set of jewelry. Ding's wife used to serve noble people, so she was very skilled at dressing up. When Fang Xiaoning left the confinement room, there was no trace of the slovenly woman who hadn't left her room to bathe for a month. She was radiant and had a maternal glow.

Song Feng was waiting outside the door. When she came out, he was dumbfounded. He hadn't seen his wife for a month. How come she was so beautiful?

"Brother Feng!"

A smile touched his heart, and Song Feng was moved.

Villagers arrived one after another. Since it was a full moon celebration, most of the guests were women with their children. A steward and a few servants helped with the reception in the courtyard; they only needed to entertain a few close relatives.

"father!"

My daughter is so beautiful!

Fang Youcai stared at Fang Xiaoning's headdress, wondering how long he would have to save up his allowance to buy his wife a hairpin.

You compliment her on her looks, but you're staring at her head. Is it her head that's beautiful?

"Master, our in-laws are here!"

"My dad's here! I'm going, I'm going! Come on, Fengzi, my mother-in-law should be here soon too."

Song Feng could only go to the courtyard to entertain people. Fang Xiaoning had just finished her postpartum confinement, so she could stay inside. Someone would come to see the baby later, and she could just show up when the banquet started.

Everyone from the Fang family's old house arrived. Good heavens, Fang Youcai saw that they wanted to fill two tables. No one else would go to such lengths to freeload.

"father!"

"Hmm, where's Xiao Ning?"

"She's resting inside."

The old man glanced at the old woman, who understood. "You two chat. I haven't seen Ning girl in a long time, and I miss her terribly. Let's go see her and the baby first!"

The old man nodded.

This time, besides wanting to have a good meal since I hadn't eaten meat in a long time, the most important thing was to let the women and Xiao Ning have a good chat. She is the eldest granddaughter of the Fang family, and we can't ignore them; we have to help take care of them.

"You're rich! Fengzi! You guys..."

"Father! Mother!"

Old Fang turned his head and saw Zhao's family members.

"Father and Mother, you must be tired from the journey."

"Grandma, Grandpa."

Song Feng busied himself accepting the gifts they brought. Seeing the two men's overly enthusiastic treatment of the Zhao family, Old Man Fang was furious. Those muddle-headed fools who can't tell right from wrong, damn it!

Old Fang felt suffocated by what he saw, so he decided to stay away from them and sat far away with his sons.

Fang Lao Si kept his head down, cracking sunflower seeds, looking like nothing could bother him even if the sky fell. Lao Er and Lao San, on the other hand, quietly stuffed sunflower seeds and candy into their pockets.

Fang Lao Si glanced at them, then sat back with disdain. He really didn't want to admit they were his brothers; it was too embarrassing.

Fang Xiaoning is still staying in the postpartum room today. They didn't expect her to be living so well during her postpartum period. The room is fully furnished, and most importantly, she even has a personal attendant by her side. Her mother-in-law also has one.

The fourth son's wife stared intently at Fang Xiaoning's clothes and headdress. The style of the headdress was exquisite, unlike anything she had ever seen before; it must be a brand new product.

And what she was wearing was a new style from the town's clothing store. How did she know? Because she had seen it in town a few days ago, and she liked it very much. The whole outfit cost two taels of silver.

How could she bear to do that?

How could the Song family be willing to spend so much money on a set of clothes for her?

If her clothes are so expensive, the headpiece she's wearing must be even more pricey.

"Grandma's here, Auntie, please have a seat!"

Fang Xiaoning sat down by the bed and invited them to sit. Knowing that many people would be coming to see the child today, she had prepared plenty of stools in the room.

The old woman carefully examined Fang Xiaoning and had to admit that this granddaughter was truly different; her air of nobility surpassed that of all the other women in the village.

Having just finished her postpartum confinement, her face was fair and rosy, and she had gained some weight. Her eyes were full of charm, and it was clear at a glance that the Song family cherished her dearly.

That's true. If her daughter-in-law were that capable and good at making money, she would be willing to support her every day.

She took two steps forward, took Fang Xiaoning's hand, and looked at her lovingly, "Xiaoning, looking at you, I know you took excellent care of yourself during your postpartum period!"