The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Get off me, I'm exhausted, you're crushing me."

Get out of the way? How can that be?

It ended before it even began. From now on, his status at home will be lower than that of his daughter's dog.

They got right to it without any hesitation. At first, Zhao tried to back down, but this shameless woman was too old to care about anything. Was she trying to gnaw on her like a piece of pork belly?

Later, haha, she enjoyed herself, and instead of pushing him away, she was quite enthusiastic.

Fang Youcai pinned her down, scoffing, "See? See? Women are just so materialistic." He bet if she didn't get her satisfaction, she'd be cursing him out for the rest of the night.

"Go to sleep!" Zhao said wearily, waving his hand away. She was exhausted.

"Why sleep on this new bed? Let's test how sturdy it is."

All night long, she felt like a pancake, being flipped over from front to back. How could he still be so excited when they were an old married couple?

Didn't the women in the village say that at their age, they weren't even interested in stripping their husbands naked anymore?

"Damn it!"

"Fang Youcai, do you want to die? Can't you just let me get some sleep?"

"The sun is already high in the sky. If we don't get up now, we won't have time to make the snacks. We're having a housewarming party tomorrow, so we need to make more today."

Zhao:......

Is it dawn already? I forced myself to open my eyes, then immediately closed them again; the light was blinding.

She remembered that she had just fallen asleep.

Seeing his wife wilted and no longer arrogant after he had tormented her, Fang Youcai felt extremely smug.

If she tries to bully him again, make sure she can't get out of bed. That will keep her in line, and he will remain the head of the household.

"Has Shunzi come to pick up the goods?"

"Everyone will be back from town soon. Can they get up? If not, I'll make the snacks myself today."

Zhao closed her eyes, and seeing his smug look, she felt an itch to touch him.

In the kitchen, someone said, "You'll have to get up early tomorrow to go buy groceries."

"I know, my daughter has already found a cook for us and arranged for the women to help out." Finally, Fang Youcai looked at Zhao Shi with a confused expression, "Mother, if you don't tell me clearly what I should buy tomorrow and how much, I won't understand."

"You're so capable, aren't you? Who was it that said yesterday that you wanted to be the head of the household?"

"Wife..." Fang Youcai said, feeling wronged.

"Tomorrow it's just a matter of five tables. Buy ten catties of pork belly, five carp, and the rest can be found in the fields."

Fang Youcai felt that he didn't need such a small amount of stuff, and Shunzi could just bring it back.

After the housewarming party, the crowd dispersed, leaving only the Song and Fang families behind, except for those who helped in the kitchen.

"Xiao Ning!"

"grandfather!"

"Waaaaah..." Just as Old Man Fang was about to say something, the baby in Fang Xiaoning's arms started crying loudly and heartbreakingly.

"What's wrong with this kid? Isn't he usually very well-behaved?" I haven't heard him cry all day.

"Maybe he's tired of being in my arms. Dad, Grandpa, I'm going back now. The child probably wants to sleep in his own little bed."

Fang Youcai waved his hand, "Hurry up and go, the child is crying like this. Fengzi, you should come back too, I've finished everything."

Old Fang had the words on the tip of his tongue, but he could only swallow them back. Why was it so difficult to talk to her about something? He couldn't understand it.

Everyone he's looking for has left, so what's he doing staying here? Is he just making himself miserable?

He left angrily with his family.

"Why does Dad seem unhappy? He was fine just now."

"He wanted to talk to Xiao Ning, but couldn't, so he got angry and embarrassed."

Zhao:......

Everyone there is so cunning and scheming; she's really exhausted.

"Where's my son?"

"I went to Xiao An's house to play."

Alright, Xiao Anzi, don't worry.

After today, he can finally close the door and live his own life. For the first time, Fang Youcai felt that the hustle and bustle was annoying.

Fang Xiaoning took her child out, and the child stopped crying as soon as they stepped out the door.

The couple exchanged a glance, wondering if their child was about to become a spirit.

"Shall we go in?"

"What are you going in there for? Hurry up and go, Grandpa will be out soon."

"Come on, I'll carry you!"

He could also see that the Fang family wanted to get close to his wife.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's harvest time.

The Song family doesn't own any land. No, they have two mu (approximately 0.16 acres), but they've rented it out, so the autumn harvest has nothing to do with them. The workshop workers were also told from the beginning that they wouldn't get a holiday during the autumn harvest, so that's also none of their responsibility.

Fang Youcai's family did own some land, but not much. He and Zhao had discussed it and decided that instead of working themselves to the bone for a few acres of land and delaying their pastry-making, they should simply find someone to help them.

When Fang Youcai calculated his harvest, he discovered that farming was not profitable. He was exhausted but didn't have much grain. After paying taxes, he could only barely make ends meet.

Miserable!

Therefore, during the autumn harvest, Old Fang's family didn't have to do any work.