The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

Song Feng, however, was not at all shy and walked in with ease, carrying his things. He saw that he was greeted by the shopkeeper, and the two chatted and laughed, with the shopkeeper treating him very politely.

Song's son, you've made something of yourself!

Zhao went to the Song family early in the morning. "Mother, why did you come in the rain?"

Looking at Zhao Shi, who was wearing a raincoat and straw sandals covered in mud, Fang Xiaoning was a little angry. Why was she so insensible?

"Didn't you say yesterday that you'd come and help? You can't finish it all by yourself." Zhao was a little puzzled. What was wrong with her daughter? Why was she suddenly angry?

"Don't you look at the sky? It's raining, raining! What are you doing here? Are you wet?"

"No." He said, then went to the well, drew a ladle of water, and washed his feet.

Fang Xiaoning was speechless with anger when she saw her daughter immediately rinse her feet with cold water. Honestly, not one of them is sensible.

"Did you change the water at Acorn today? I'll do it."

Fang Xiaoning ignored her, and Zhao Shi wasn't annoyed; she just kept finding work to do. This girl's temper was just like hers—stubborn to the core.

Fang Xiaoning stood there for a while before stamping her foot and going to the kitchen to make brown sugar ginger tea.

Madam Su shook her head and smiled as she watched, thinking, "My daughter-in-law feels sorry for her mother."

"Uncle, let's go back!"

The driver snapped out of his daze, "Hey!"

When they got home, they were both soaked. "Uncle, here's 20 coins, please keep it."

The driver accepted it with a smile.

"Thank you for today. Go back quickly, change your clothes, and have some ginger soup. If it rains tomorrow, I might have to trouble you again to deliver it."

"Okay, just let me know if you need anything!"

The driver was very polite to him; the man was about to get up, so he had to be very attentive.

When he got home, Fang Xiaoning saw that he was soaking wet, so she hurriedly went to boil water and make ginger soup.

"You're wearing a raincoat, so how come it's so wet?"

"The wind is strong, and the rain is sweeping down my neck."

Fang Xiaoning felt sorry for him. It was so tragic. Why was it so hard to earn money?

"Go inside and take your clothes off, then you can take a bath later."

On this day, the frail Mrs. Su was already wearing a padded jacket. She felt cold just looking at her son like that. Thinking about the days to come, her previously wavering heart was now incredibly firm.

As long as we have enough money, we'll buy a mule cart. My wife is right; money isn't saved, it's earned. If you ruin your health, no amount of money will help.

Take her for example; she used to be so capable, but she's become so useless over the years.

Buy everything that's useful!

He's young and has a good foundation. Song Feng took a bath, drank a bowl of ginger soup, and didn't sneeze even once. He acted like nothing had happened and helped tend the fire at the stove.

"I wonder if the driver is alright?"

“I told him to go back and drink ginger soup, he should be fine. People in the village aren’t that delicate.”

Okay, they were born and raised by nature, that's absolutely right.

The meal is served.

"What? Buy a mule cart?" Song Feng stared at his mother in shock. His mother knew about mule carts? Wait, why would the family buy a mule cart? Did his mother know how expensive mules were?

"Yes, we're selling a mule cart. When the weather gets better, you and Xiao Ning should go to the county town and see if there are any mule carts available."

"Mom, do you know how expensive a mule cart is?" Why do you have such a whim? What do you need that thing for? It's neither food nor drink.

Seeing Song Feng scratching his head, Fang Xiaoning said, "It was my idea. Now that it's getting cold, there's a lot of rain in autumn and spring, and snow in winter. It's too much of a hardship for you to walk there to deliver goods. We'll buy a mule cart so you can drive it and deliver goods more easily."

"I'm fine. Mule carts are too expensive. Our family really doesn't need to buy one. Let's save the money and make you a few more sets of clothes."

“Look, if you fall ill, what will happen to the weak, the sick, and the young? Delivering goods isn’t something that can be done in a day or two, having a vehicle will make things easier.”

"Can't we hire an oxcart when it rains?"

"Is it snowing? It's snowing heavily. The oxcart in the village has such low wheels that it can't move at all when the snow is heavy. If you walk, half of your legs will be wet when you get home."

Fang Xiaoning looked at him and said seriously, "Brother Feng, if your legs stay frozen like this for a year or two, you'll suffer a lot when you get old."

"I know you're reluctant to spend money. A car can last for at least ten years. Think about how much money we can earn in ten years. Is it worth it?"

Besides, with Che Niang and Xiao An, we can go out and have fun. We can go not only to the town, but also to the county seat, or even the prefectural city. Don't you want to take your mother and Xiao An out for a walk and let them see the prosperity of the outside world?

Song Feng glanced at his younger brother, who was silent with his head down, and felt a pang of heartache. Xiao An, from birth until now, had never left the house. Neither had their mother nor he; they'd never even been to town. If only they could be taken out to see the world during the New Year…

Song Feng was moved.

"You really want to buy it?"

"Go take a look first. If it suits you, buy it. If not, then you'll just have to keep suffering."

Life is tough now, but what did he live like before?

For him, life right now is like falling into a honey pot!