Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

Mrs. Niu was planning to go to the fields now. Her two daughters-in-law had already gone to the fields to work, and she needed to keep an eye on them.

I don't know if the two daughters-in-law have been slacking off, but they've planted everything that needs to be planted.

Upon seeing Zhaolian, Madam Niu immediately smiled: "Zhaolian, what are you doing here? Tell me what's wrong."

"I wanted to ask if you have any vegetable seedlings? Or vegetable seeds?" Zhao Lian thought that Niu Shi probably also grew vegetables, so it wouldn't hurt to ask.

"We don't have any vegetable seedlings!" Niu shook her head. The drought had lasted so long that many things had dried up, and there weren't enough vegetables at home to eat. Otherwise, why would we have had to dig for wild vegetables to eat recently?

Upon hearing Niu's answer, Zhao Lian was immediately disappointed, still thinking of pulling some vegetable seedlings to take home and plant.

“But I do have some radish and cabbage seeds here, which I’m about to plant in the field. Would you like some?” As she spoke, Mrs. Niu reached into her pocket.

Zhao Lian was feeling down just now, but after hearing Niu Shi's words, she became happy again: "Okay! I don't care what kind of seed it is, as long as it's a vegetable."

Niu put down her hoe, took some seeds and gave them to Zhaolian to put in her pocket.

“How much can you eat by yourself? If all these vegetables were grown, we could eat them all,” Niu Shi muttered.

"Thank you, Aunt Niu!" Zhao Lian said, clutching the seeds in her pocket, her eyes sparkling.

After taking the seeds, Zhao Lian excitedly ran home. Once home, she mixed the cabbage seeds with some mud and scattered them on the ground so that the seeds would be more evenly distributed.

She sowed one row of cabbages, planted another row of radishes, and left one row without any other seeds.

Zhao Lian thought for a moment and planted the remaining ginger. It wasn't even August yet, so she didn't know if it would grow. Anyway, she didn't have any other seeds, so she planted it first and then figured it out.

In the evening, Zhaolian made steamed buns, all of them made with white flour. They had a wonderful wheat aroma. She also made some pancakes, a mixture of white and dark flour.

I made extra on purpose. Tomorrow, besides putting some under the phoenix tree, I also need to take some up the mountain. I'll make a trip up the mountain tomorrow.

Zhao Lian was having dinner when she heard someone banging on the courtyard gate, accompanied by curses: "You jinx, come out here! You've ruined us all, while you're living the high life inside!"

The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but Zhao Lian couldn't immediately place it.

It wasn't dark yet, and Zhao Lian peeked out through the crack in the door. It turned out to be Huang Mazi's mother, Liao, and his father, Huang Dafa.

Liao was furious and looked like she wanted to cause trouble, while Huang Dafa, standing to the side, seemed somewhat at a loss.

"Are you too scared to come out? Come out now, or we'll break in!" The curses grew louder and louder.

"Old woman, isn't that girl home? Let's go back. It won't be good if the village chief finds out," Huang Dafa tried to persuade Liao Shi to go back.

"Impossible. Look, their chimney is still smoking. That brat is making something delicious and hiding inside, too scared to come out." Liao looked up at the chimney. She knew that Zhao Lian must be cooking dinner inside.

The couple had just returned from the county government office. Today, the county government office was trying Huang Mazi and Erlaizi. Originally, it wasn't a big deal, and they were probably only locked up for half a month.

In court, the two confessed that they had previously committed thefts in the county town and robbed others on the way, totaling more than ten incidents.

Not only that, he also stole a lot of things from people in the village. He was convicted of multiple crimes and sentenced to three years in prison, which made Liao cry her heart out.

On the way back, Liao became angrier and angrier, blaming Zhaolian for the whole thing.

They believed that if it weren't for Zhao Lian, their son wouldn't have been taken to the county government by Constable Gao, and wouldn't have ended up being sentenced.

The door creaked open, and Zhao Lian stepped out and walked to the middle of the courtyard.

Upon seeing Zhao Lian, Liao immediately launched into another tirade: "You jinx! If it weren't for you, my third son wouldn't have been sentenced. Now he's going to serve three years in prison, and I was counting on him to take care of me in my old age!"

"I don't care. From now on, you have to feed us old folks, or I'm not leaving." Liao was convinced that it was all Zhao Lian's fault; if it weren't for her own son, he wouldn't have gone to jail.

Thinking of her son's unknown fate in prison, Liao cried out, "My poor son! I don't even know if I can make it to your release. If anything happens to you, I won't live anymore."

"Oh, they've been sentenced. Thank goodness God has eyes." Zhao Lian laughed and clapped her hands. "They can't even control their own sons, and they're blaming me for it."

Hearing Zhao Lian's words, Huang Dafa's face flushed: "Old woman, let's go back, don't embarrass ourselves here!"

"You old fool, if you want to leave, then leave." Without saying a word, Liao slapped Huang Dafa hard with one hand: "I'm really unlucky to have married someone like you. My son was framed and went to jail, and I didn't even dare to say a word."

At this moment, many people came down from the mountain carrying baskets on their backs. Seeing that there was a commotion, they immediately gathered around.

"Hey! Isn't this Huang Mazi's mother?"

"Exactly! What's wrong with those two? Blocking the entrance to Ren Zhaolian's house,"

"Could it be because of Huang Mazi's arrest?"

"Your own son made a mistake, and you're blaming others!"

"..."

More and more people gathered around, and many villagers chimed in with their own opinions.

Hearing what the villagers said, Liao became even more furious and tried to push open the courtyard gate to go in, but Huang Dafa grabbed her and said, "Old woman, let's go. What you're doing is illegal."

“What law did I break? What law did I break? My son has been arrested, and we don’t even have rice to cook. Who will support us? It’s all because of this jinx, so she should support us.” After saying this, Liao pushed Huang Dafa aside and prepared to force her way in.

Zhao Lian smiled innocently: "Okay, you miss your son, don't you? Come in. I'll sue you for trespassing, and then you can go to jail to keep your son company."

Seeing Zhao Lian's innocent smile while uttering such harsh words, Liao Shi, who had intended to step inside, dared not move.

"Come in. You miss your son, right? Then come in and keep him company." With that, Zhao Lian opened the door.

Liao's face flushed red and then turned pale. She had wanted to barge in when the door wasn't open, but now that it was open, she didn't dare to.

"Ms. Liao, what are you doing!"

A burst of angry shouts followed; it turned out that Village Chief Fu had arrived.

The eldest son, Fu Biao, went up the mountain today. When he came down just now, he saw Zhao Lian being surrounded by Liao Shi, so he quickly went back to tell me.

"Village Chief, you've come at the right time." Zhao Lian looked up and saw the village chief, and breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly told him everything.

Only then did everyone realize that Huang Mazi was being tried today. Because the evidence was conclusive, and he was personally arrested by Constable Gao, the final trial revealed that he had committed other crimes, so he was sentenced to three years in prison.

"Liao, aren't you just making a fool of yourself?" The village chief glared angrily at Liao. His own son had been caught stealing by the head constable, yet he was blaming the person who was robbed. What kind of twisted logic was that?

It's true what they say, like father, like son; no wonder they raised such a son.