The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

The two brothers couldn't understand why their fourth brother, who had just been half-dead, had regained his usual arrogant demeanor, sitting in the mule cart with his back straight, ignoring their questions, and acting all high and mighty.

No matter how you look at him, he's just asking for a beating!

They got up before dawn to rent a car in town. The fourth brother ate all the food they had on the road. The other two brothers closed their eyes to rest. If they were ignored, so be it. They were too lazy to bother with such a cold shoulder.

The mule cart swayed and rocked, and the three brothers slept the whole way. This time, the cart would take them directly back to the village. When they arrived, the three brothers simultaneously wiped the drool from the corners of their mouths, opened their squinting eyes, and thought, "We've arrived...?"

How come it's so fast?

At this time, it was the time for the villagers to finish their work and go home for dinner. They were all surprised to see the mule cart in front of Lao Fang's house. Who had come to his house this time?

When they saw who was getting off the bus, everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Some even rubbed their eyes, thinking they were seeing things. Good heavens, it was Fang Lao Si who got off the bus! Was it Lao Si?

He's back?

Weren't you locked up? Why do you look so energetic, like nothing's wrong? Are you doing well inside?

Some people cursed him in secret, saying that he had been to prison, but judging from his behavior, anyone who didn't know better would think he had returned home in glory, having accomplished something great.

The old man is truly unlucky to have such a son.

Grandpa Fang looked at Fang Laosi and saw that apart from being a little thinner, dirtier, and more unkempt, he hadn't changed at all, and finally felt relieved. He and Old Madam Sun each took one of his hands, their eyes filled with tears, "Good, good, good! It's good that you're back! From now on, we can live a peaceful life!"

Fang Lao Si's eyes flickered slightly; he would be content to rely on Fang Xiao Ning, this wealthy man, from now on.

"Go inside and talk, go inside and talk. Second son and third son's wives, they must be hungry after their journey back. Hurry up and get them some food."

"Ai!"

Since their husbands were hungry, they naturally had to cook for them. Fang Lao Er and Lao San looked at their fourth brother, who was being pulled into the house by the old couple, and felt a pang of jealousy. They were the ones who were the most tired, getting up the earliest and eating the least, but after returning home, the two old people didn't even glance at them, let alone offer a word of concern.

They both sighed, thinking that they were practically adopted.

Inside the hall.

The two elderly people carefully examined their youngest son. "He wasn't tortured inside, was he? Were they used on him?"

Fang Laosi shook his head. Apart from being bullied by his cellmates, the yamen runners had never made things difficult for him.

"That's good, that's good!"

"Father, I heard that it was Xiao Ning who rescued me."

"Yes, this girl was a great help this time. She went to the county town twice for you." The old man was grateful that his son was able to come back.

"Does Ning know anyone in the yamen? Does she know the county magistrate? It must be the county magistrate, otherwise, how could I have come out early?" The minor official was useless; he knew it.

The old man was also surprised. "You mean, you came out early? The others are still inside."

Fang Laosi nodded.

"Ning girl, this is terrible!"

Fang Laosi nodded in agreement. He leaned closer to the old man and said, "Father, the yamen runner who released me told me that I have lost my academic title and can no longer participate in the imperial examinations."

What?

The old man almost lost his balance. Although he had expected this to happen, hearing it in person was still a significant blow.

After a long silence, he comforted her, "It's already good enough that you came out alive. We should be content. Si'er, from now on we'll live a stable life. You can read, so you can go out and work as an accountant, or you can open a small school in the countryside. Life won't be bad."

The old man resigned himself to his fate.

Before Fang Laosi could say anything more, the old man waved his hand at him, "Your wife is pregnant. You were arrested, and she's had a miscarriage. She's been bedridden for almost a month. Go and see her."

The old man was extremely dissatisfied with his fourth daughter-in-law. It was just a pregnancy, yet she acted so pampered. The doctor had already said she was fine, but she stubbornly stayed in bed, claiming she was weak. Even during the busiest time of the autumn harvest, they still had to take care of this fake patient every day. If it weren't for him keeping her in check, the second and third sons' families would have ignored her long ago.

Pregnant? Bedridden for a month? This is terrible! No wonder I haven't seen her all this time. Fang Laosi rushed back to his room as if he were a ghost.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm back!"

The woman blinked, looking at her husband with red eyes, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"You're finally back. I was so afraid that my child and I wouldn't make it back."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Laosi said unhappily. After this ordeal, he had become somewhat superstitious.

"How is the baby?"