The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

“Brother Fa, look at me. My hands have become so dry and rough lately, and I’ve gotten so much darker. Could you talk to Mother and ask me to do less of the heavy work? Don’t I still have two aunts? If you become an official in the future, won’t my face and hands be so rough and embarrassing for you?”

Wang Defa turned his head and looked at her face. It seemed that she wasn't as pretty as before.

"Okay, I'll talk to Mom." Since it concerned his welfare, he naturally wanted to fight for it.

The thought of Cui Hehua becoming the second Fang Xiaoning made him lose interest in studying. He didn't want to sleep with a cow; if that happened, he would have to pay compensation for breaking off the engagement, which would be a waste of time.

"Lotus, Lotus, have you gathered the pig feed today? We're running low on firewood, go up the mountain and cut a few bundles!"

She keeps yelling and screaming, like she's calling for her soul every day. She screams as soon as she hides in her room. She's sick; she can't stand seeing the couple doing well. She's just jealous. She's old and faded; her father-in-law never even glances at her. What a shrew!

"Coming!"

Once she gets up the mountain, she'll find a place to lie down and sleep for a while, then come back later.

Wang Defa watched his wife's retreating figure, wondering how to talk to his mother and ask her to do less work.

Cui Hehua walked and walked, knowing places where no one usually went. She found a secluded spot where they used to meet in secret, threw down the basket on her back, and lay down on the grass.

With the sunlight shining overhead, she squinted slightly, feeling utterly relaxed! How long had it been since she'd felt this relaxed after being married into the Wang family?

Suddenly, a figure pounced on her, and she almost screamed. The person covered her mouth, saying, "It's me!"

An old widower in the village.

"You rascal, you tried to scare me to death, are you going to keep your dead wife company?" Cui Hehua pushed him and said coquettishly.

"Why bother with her? I couldn't bear to. Just keep me company." As he spoke, his hands began to wander. This woman had been ignoring him lately, which had been driving him crazy.

What are you doing here?

"I saw you walking this way from afar. Now that you're married, you don't recognize me anymore, huh?"

"Isn't it because I'm scared?" Pushing against the person on top of her, feeling their strong chest, she was also a little distracted.

"What are you afraid of? That good-for-nothing, can he satisfy you? I've missed you so much, Flower!" With that, she started to nibble.

"Hmm~~ Be gentle, don't leave any marks." Cui Hehua couldn't refuse; she was actually feeling a bit pent up too.

"I'm measured!"

………………

Cui Hehua acted up for two hours, but finally, she became too scared and desperately pounded on him before he finally let go. The widower stuffed all the pig feed from his basket into hers, and she, her legs trembling, staggered down the mountain.

This jerk is really fierce; she almost thought she was going to die...

"Where have you been gallivanting off to? Why are you back so late?"

Cui Hehua: ...How did she know?

Looking at her mother-in-law again, she realized this was a provocation, which startled her so much that her heart skipped a beat.

"Mom, I fell on the mountain and sprained my ankle. There was no one around, and it took me ages to slowly walk down the mountain. Look at me now, my legs are shaking." Indeed, she had been too crazy just now, and she was still trembling.

She longed to lie down and sleep for a while; who could understand the exhaustion after all her strength had been drained!

but……

Sigh, why did you have to be so foolish as to come in so early? You should have waited until the end of the year, around the Lunar New Year, to come in.

Hastily!

Seeing that her hair was a bit messy, her clothes had a few bits of grass hanging on them and were very wrinkled, and her legs were weak and unable to support her weight, Song frowned in disgust, "You good-for-nothing who only knows how to eat and do nothing. You only gathered a little bit of pig feed and you've made yourself look like this. What can you do? How can you take care of my Fa Zi like this?"

Cui Hehua stood obediently and let her scold her, partly because she felt guilty, and partly because she really didn't have the energy to argue with her.

"Go cook! When the people working in the fields come back and there's still no food, I'll skin you alive!"

Helpless, Cui Hehua could only drag her exhausted body to the kitchen to cook. As you can imagine, the meal she cooked was terrible, and she was scolded mercilessly by Madam Song. Only after washing the dishes was she allowed to go back to her room.

Cui Hehua lay on the bed like a dead fish, glanced at the useless person beside her, and then closed her eyes. She didn't even want to lift her eyelids, turned over, and fell asleep.

Seeing his wife worn out like this, Wang Defa felt a sudden pang of heartache. He thought, "Tomorrow, I'll talk to my mother. She can't do everything. There are so many women in the family; the work is so light. We should share the burden."

His wife isn't someone they can treat like a slave, someone they can bully at will.

Lie down, turn to your side, hug someone, and close your eyes...

The next day, Wang Defa went to see Song Shi. Seeing his beloved son standing in front of him, accusing her of mistreating his wife, Song Shi was furious. She was sure it was that bitch who had whispered in his ear again.

“Mother, I understand perfectly well that there’s so much work that one person can’t possibly do it all. You need to redistribute it. Mother, I’m an educated man, and my wife represents my reputation when she goes out. Every day, she’s carrying a basket, either cutting grass or chopping firewood. What will people think of me?”

Also, once I become an official, how will she, in her rough attire, accompany me in socializing with other family members? She can do the work, but can the rough tasks be done by the aunties? Would that be alright?

"understood."

Madam Song compromised. She recalled how Cui Hehua looked when she returned home yesterday. Her son was right. Once he became an official, Cui Hehua in her current state would indeed be unworthy of him.

When Cui Hehua found out that the work of chopping firewood and gathering pig feed had been given to her two aunts, it was like a bolt from the blue. She had just discussed it with the widower yesterday, and he would gather more firewood and pig feed and wait for her at the old place. The time she spent working would be perfect for keeping him company.

Now that the deal is off, she can't go out anymore, what should she do?

She really wanted to cry. Wang Defa was a bastard. Did she need his meddling?

Why didn't he pass the other jobs to someone else? Why did he have to stop giving her the two best jobs?

At that moment, she really wanted to tear Wang Defa and her mother-in-law to shreds...