The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

Along the way, Song Feng had been helping Fang Youcai pluck his gray hairs. By the time they reached the county town, he had a small tuft in his hand. Song Feng let out a long sigh of relief; they had finally arrived. He had been searching for gray hairs until his eyes were blurry. He got out of the car and quietly threw away the black hairs he had accidentally plucked. Luckily, his father-in-law hadn't seen it, otherwise, he might have gotten angry with him. He must have plucked at least dozens of black hairs.

This was the first time Zhao and Fang Youcai had bought people. Seeing the people locked up in the house like livestock, at their mercy, they couldn't help but sigh. Compared to them, their previous lives didn't seem so bad.

At the very least, it's about freedom.

At the very least, it's not a person.

Fang Xiaoning, with her extensive experience, helped them choose two women in their thirties who could cook, and a strong man in his twenties.

Yes, from now on, someone will do all the light and heavy chores around the house, which is great.

They bought some nice people, treated them to a good meal, booked a room at an inn for them, helped them tidy themselves up, bought them a nice set of clothes, some things they needed for their home, and other things that weren't available in town, before finally heading home.

They went back and rented a mule cart, since it was impossible for them to squeeze into a horse-drawn carriage with them.

"Goodness, I thought buying people was the end of the matter, but I didn't expect it to cost so much. Food, clothes, bedding, good heavens, not only is my wife heartbroken, but he is too."

"You only need to buy things at the beginning. Clothes can be worn for a long time, and blankets even more so. After that, there won't be any more expenses."

Why not? Does food for three people come for free? These three must have been starving for ages, they can really eat a lot.

Ever since the three people he bought started working, Fang Youcai felt that the money had been well spent. No wonder his daughter kept buying more and more things; he had so much less free time.

Someone chopped the firewood, someone did the housework, and someone even made the snacks.

I'll talk to my in-laws another day and tell them to hurry up and buy some people. What are they supposed to do? Isn't it better to just lie around and eat sunflower seeds?

"Father, my eldest brother's family has bought someone."

"What do you say?"

"We've bought servants. Today, the servants went out to chop firewood. When the villagers saw them and asked, they said they were servants of the Fang family. And it wasn't just one; they bought three at once."

Fang Youfu and his wife were filled with envy, their eyes burning with envy. Wasn't this the life they wanted? Why did Fang Laoda, a peasant, have servants while they didn't?

Good heavens, you have no eyes!

Old Fang wasn't happy either. He and his wife still had to take care of everything themselves, and this big rascal had actually bought a servant and was living the life of a pampered landlord, with everything done for him. He didn't even think about being filial to him or buying him someone too.

Unfilial son!

"Father, go find him and tell him to buy two servants for you and Mother to take care of you."

The old man desperately wanted a servant, but he was too proud to admit it. He had never won a verbal argument with his eldest son.

"Alright, mind your own business. Just live your own life. Your second and third brothers said that they were the ones who carried the water for the family. Now that the family has separated, you'll have to fetch your own water from the village entrance from now on."

The fourth son's family is really bad at managing a household. They use water incredibly expensively, and the two brothers have to run around twice a day just to keep up with her wasteful spending. They've given up on doing it.

Fang Laosi couldn't believe his own father had said this. "Dad, do you really think I can carry water with these arms and legs?"

"What else? If your pregnant wife goes and something goes wrong and she falls, who's responsible?"

Fang Youfu shamelessly said, "Let my second and third brothers help me for a while. After the New Year, when I move out, I'll choose for myself."

When my wife gives birth, she'll be able to fetch water.

"I can't persuade you, Fourth Brother. You'll have to carry it yourself sooner or later, so you might as well take advantage of this time to get some practice. If you can't carry two buckets, just fill one bucket halfway and take your time."

"No way, Dad. Do you want me to be laughed at by the villagers for being a spineless coward?"

"Won't anyone criticize you if you keep making choices?"

He didn't dare say he wanted to wait until his wife gave birth, since she could choose.

"Build a new house and dig a well after the New Year."

The old man was furious. "Do you know how much it costs to dig a well? Ten taels of silver wouldn't even be enough. How are you going to do it?"

Fang Youfu was dumbfounded. He really didn't know that a well would cost so much. He didn't care whether his family had a well or not, since he didn't need to fetch water anyway.

"Think about it carefully yourself. If your wife runs out of water while cooking and you all go hungry, don't blame me."

The old man waved his hands behind his back. It wasn't that he didn't love his son, but he had no choice. They had already separated from the family, and he could no longer take the imperial examinations. He could only be down-to-earth and live a peaceful life. In the village, how could one be afraid of hard work?

While he's still healthy and can help out, we need to get the fourth son back on track as soon as possible.

In the end, Fang Laosi was forced to carry water with a shoulder pole. The old man was worried and sent his second son with him.

"Yes, that's it. Tie the rope around the bucket, lower it down, keep lowering it. See the water? Bend the bucket. Yes, that's it. Bend it to collect the water."

Fang Laosi shook his leg, trying to stay as far away from the well as possible.

He was surrounded by water, and it was so slippery that he was afraid he might accidentally slip and fall into the well. The well was so deep that it made him dizzy.

"Fill the bucket with water, pull, pull the rope hard, and pull the bucket up."

The people who came to fetch water put down their buckets and stared at Fang Youfu as if he were an alien. Good heavens, Fang Laosi is a good-for-nothing! The way he fetches water looks like a death row inmate on his way to execution. How utterly hilarious!

Is there a female ghost in the well?

As for the trembling hands and legs from fright.

Oh my god, I never expected to see such a joke while just going to get some water.

Fang Laosi gripped the rope and pulled the bucket with all his might. The wooden bucket itself was quite heavy, and with it full of water, he was sweating profusely, but he only managed to pull it up a little bit.

Fang Lao Er was getting anxious. How could it be so difficult to make such a small amount of water?

His father said he couldn't help, just watch him to make sure he didn't fall into the well. At first, he thought his father was being nosy, but now he really didn't dare to let his guard down, so he loosened the rope and went down with him.

Is this what scholars are like?

If it's his son, he'll come home...

Fang Lao Er wanted to cover his face; he was surrounded by fellow villagers and felt ashamed.

The people watching wanted to shout out the numbers, but they couldn't laugh because they were holding it in.

Today's performance will make them laugh for a year...

Thanks to the fourth brother of the Fang family.

"Ordinary!" The bucket fell back into the well. Fang Laosi took two steps back, patted his chest, and exclaimed, "Wow, that was close!"

The person next to me finally couldn't hold back anymore, "Hahaha..."

Fang Youfu was ridiculed, his face turned bright red, he dropped the rope in his hand and stormed off.

"Hahaha……"