The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"No, Mom, I think this house is really nice. You forgot, we've been living here ever since we separated, and it's been fine all these years, hasn't it? How could it collapse? I'll fix it up after spring, and it'll be fine. Just relax and live here, it'll be alright."

"Fang Youcai!"

Fang Youcai was so frightened he almost dropped the bucket. He didn't dare add fuel to the fire. "How about I go help Xiao Ning at her house?"

"What kind of work do you have that you can do? Go find work in town!"

Fang Xiaoning, who had been quietly watching them argue, spoke up, "Mom, we really have someone in our family now who can work for Dad."

Fang Youcai looked at his beloved daughter with hopeful eyes. All the jobs in town involved carrying sacks, which he couldn't do at all. Now, only his daughter could save him.

“We’re collecting firewood recently, and it’s three coins a load. Mom, once the house is repaired, you can come and help me out. You can see how much firewood Dad carries each day.”

Fang Youcai was dumbfounded.

"You're home now, do I still need to go help you? Or can I manage all the work?"

"There's always something to do, Mom. You don't want me and Grandma to get too tired, do you? Come on."

"This……"

“Yes, Mother, you know my health. She can’t do any heavy work. I have to go to town to deliver goods every day, and she’s all alone. She’s very tired. If I could manage, I wouldn’t have to spend money on firewood. Look at our village, who spends money to buy firewood?”

That's true; even the wealthiest Wang family members had to go up the mountain to chop firewood every day.

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow."

"Girl, don't you have any other chores to do?"

Zhao gave her a sharp look.

"No, Dad, chopping wood on the mountain isn't tiring, and it's good exercise. I think it's the best option for you. Mom is watching. If you don't chop enough, and she takes my younger brother with her, I'll agree."

Fang Youcai hung his head and remained silent.

"Mother, we're going back now!"

"Eat before going back?"

"The house still needs cleaning, and besides, Grandma must have cooked for us. Oh dear, Dad, you caught fish again? So many! Are they for me? I'll take them home first, and have Fengzi bring a bowl over later." So many small fish, how long will it take her mother to clean them? Doesn't she even know what day it is? This father of hers is really incompetent.

Fang Youcai: ...

"You can take it with you, don't send it again. Just eat it yourself."

Fang Xiaoning waved to them and pulled Song Feng home. With so many fish, it would take several people a while to clean them all.

After the people left, Zhao ignored Fang Youcai and said, "Tiezhu, Gou Dan, tidy up the things in the yard and bring them inside. I'll go cook."

"Hmm." The two children ignored their father.

Fang Youcai was suddenly standing alone in the middle of the courtyard, watching the other busy people. Was he being disliked?

Those two brats deserve a beating!

All the way, Fang Xiaoning kept thinking about how to improve her family's life. She could come up with ideas, but with a troublesome father, she was afraid he might blurt things out.

"I'm worried about your mother. How about we build them a house after the New Year?"

"My mother won't agree. Let's talk about it again. I need to think about it."

"Okay, actually, my father-in-law may seem unreliable, but if something really happens, he's someone I can trust."

"What do you say?"

“Look, we’ve been making liangpi (cold skin noodles) for a while now, and he really doesn’t know how to do it. So many people in the village have asked him about it, but what have they found out? He knows exactly what he’s doing, but he just seems so carefree.”

Actually, it's just that I'm lazy.

"Let me think about it."

"to make."

If offered money, Mother would definitely not accept it; and the people she was asked to do the work really wouldn't earn much anyway.

"You're back. I'll go cook."

"Okay, Mom, you sit down first. I'll go prepare the small fish. Dad caught almost half a bucket of them!"

"Isn't today for house repairs? Do you, my in-laws, have time for this?"

Song Feng covered his face. Damn it, she really doesn't know how to be flexible at all.

Fang Xiaoning smirked, "Yeah, I hired someone to do it, but he didn't get involved."

As Su watched her daughter-in-law carry the bucket to the well, she asked, "Fengzi, did I say something wrong just now?"

[PS: Guys, is this book really that bad? Give me some feedback. It's a complete disaster, please give me some suggestions. Why is it so bad? The worst ever. Am I just hopeless? Did I not even realize it? What do you guys think? The data is fine, but there's absolutely no readership. I'm so confused…]