Crossing Over to Yamada Love

"Mom, I don't care about Lanlan's family's money. We're not starving, and we're not short of money. Why are you thinking about these things?" Liu Hu's face turned red with anxiety. Why couldn't his mother understand his thoughts?

"What do you know, kid? Don't worry about it. I'm her mother-in-law now that she's married into the family, and she has to listen to me in everything. She'll bring out those recipes, and then we'll open a shop in town with your brother and the others. All those rich young men will have to come and support us. Our status will be different then. But Tiger, let me tell you, even if you marry Lanlan, you still have to pass the imperial examination. After you pass, maybe the daughter of a high-ranking official will take a liking to you. If you marry the daughter of a high-ranking official, then I'll be able to enjoy the good life with you." Liu Hu's mother continued, her thoughts becoming more and more rosy.

"Mother!" Liu Hu was somewhat annoyed. Why couldn't his mother understand his thoughts?

Mo Lan didn't listen any further. She quietly left Liu Hu's house without disturbing Liu Hu and his mother.

She walked home silently, pondering the matter. She had always regarded Liu Hu as an older brother and felt very comfortable with him. She had even thought that she could choose either Liu Hu or Cheng Xiao to live a peaceful life in this village.

But after listening to their conversation today, she knew that it was impossible for her and Liu Hu to be together. With Liu Hu's mother like that, she couldn't marry into the family. There would be conflicts between the two families after she married into the family, and she wasn't the kind of person who would blindly obey her husband and mother-in-law. So, she could only say that she and Liu Hu were not meant to be.

"Lanlan, why are you back? Did you tell Huzi you didn't have any? When are you bringing the eggs?" Qiu asked Molan as soon as she entered the backyard.

"Mother, I had something to do earlier and haven't gone yet. I'll go later. It's not urgent, it'll be in a day or two anyway," Mo Lan replied with a smile to Qiu Shi before going inside.

This house originally belonged to Chen Xuan and his mother, but now it belongs to Mo Mei. The girl is grown up, and it's inconvenient for her to live with her parents anymore.

Mo Mei was making shoes on the kang (a heated brick bed). These were for Chen Xuan, who was now traveling between the town and the village, and was going through a lot of trouble with his shoes.

Mo Lan looked at her older sister, whose face was slightly flushed but who looked happy. She smiled to herself. It's better to grow up naturally. Transmigrating or being reborn means you know a lot more than others, but your mindset gets old and you lose a lot of fun.

"Sister, are you scared?" Mo Lan asked Mo Mei, sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Mo Mei smiled at her younger sister and said softly, "I can't really say either. Chen Xuan has been with our family for so long, I don't know when he would..." Mo Mei's face turned red as she spoke, but she still mustered up her courage to continue, "Our grandparents, parents, uncles and aunts, they are all doing very well. They don't quarrel or argue. I don't hope for great wealth or status, I just hope to be like them and live a peaceful life."

"Sis, I believe Chen Xuan will treat you well, and you two will definitely have a good life together. But should I start calling him brother-in-law from now on?" Mo Lan teased her sister.

"You naughty girl, I told you to say it, let's see if you still talk nonsense." Mo Mei was a little embarrassed by Mo Lan's laughter, put down her needlework, and pounced on Mo Lan to tickle her.

"Spare me, spare me, I won't say anything more, sister, please forgive me, I won't come again, if you come again I'll go call my brother-in-law." Mo Lan kept laughing.

"You naughty girl. I'll teach you to keep talking."

The two sisters were playing together.

Chen Xuan opened a shop in town, and business was pretty good. They would take Old Liu's oxcart to town early in the morning, buy things for the Mo family, open the shop, and return home to rest after closing the shop in the evening. Although it was busy, it was also very fulfilling.

The Mo family's life continued in an orderly fashion. Mo Lan did what she always did, finishing her chores at home and then either checking on the fields or going up the mountain in the afternoon. She was never idle.

"I walk along the mountain path, the air is filled with the fragrance of rice blossoms on both sides..." Mo Lan hummed a little tune she had made up herself as she walked. Whenever she saw a wildflower by the roadside, she would pick one, and after picking enough, she wove them into a wreath and wore it on her head.

"Hmph! Wild girl."

Just as Mo Lan was singing happily while wearing a flower wreath, a discordant sound came from behind.

Mo Lan looked up and saw a girl standing under a pine tree by the roadside.

The girl was young, with her hair styled in two buns, delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes, a small nose, pink lips, fair skin, and a long, slender neck. She wore a light green dress and looked very pretty and cute.

Mo Lan raised an eyebrow slightly. The girl was standing in the spot Cheng Xiao usually frequented, but Cheng Xiao wasn't there today. Who was she? What was she doing here?

Judging from her appearance and attire, she doesn't seem to be from the countryside. Could she be from the town?

Mo Lan thought for a moment, but she ignored her. It was obvious that others looked down on her, so why should she bother trying to win their favor? After thinking it over, she continued humming a little tune as she walked forward.

"Stop, you wild girl! I'm calling you, didn't you hear me!" The pretty girl saw that Mo Lan was ignoring her, so she straightened her face and shouted at Mo Lan.

"Did you call me?" Mo Lan turned around and gave her a smile. Since they came for her, she wanted to see who they were and what they wanted from her!

"If it's not you, then who is it? Who else could be as wild as you? Why don't you bow to me?" The girl raised her head arrogantly and said to Mo Lan.

"Greetings? Oh, are you a princess or a county princess? What's your title? Tell me, and I'll bow to you." Mo Lan smiled brightly, but her words weren't very pleasant.

"You! You! I am the young lady of the Cheng family, Cheng Xiao is my brother, and my name is Cheng Yueqing. Why don't you bow to me?" Cheng Yueqing proudly announced her family name.

“Oh, Cheng Yueqing,” Mo Lan said, then, seeing her smug face, added, “Never heard of her.”

After saying this, Mo Lan ignored the indignant Cheng Yueqing and continued walking forward. She had no interest in such a spoiled girl; she still had to go up the mountain.

Cheng Yueqing's pretty face flushed red with anger as she gritted her teeth at Mo Lan's retreating figure. She was the pampered young lady of a scholar's family, yet this woman didn't even fawn over her. Wasn't Mo Ju her older sister? She was always the one flattering her.

Hmph! Mo Ju is much more sensible; her words make her feel comfortable. She'll let her brother take Mo Ju as a concubine, not letting this wild girl into the house. Even if she does, she can only be a maidservant. She was hoping to use her to meet the Xue family's young master. Since she didn't succeed today, next time she'll just go to the shop to eat; that way she'll run into the Xue family's young master. But is the food at that shop edible? She wonders if she'll feel nauseous and throw up. Cheng Yueqing stood there, lost in thought.

Mo Lan went up the mountain and picked some wildflowers. There aren't many things to pick in the mountains right now; the hickory nuts and pine cones are still too small, and the mushrooms aren't ready to bloom yet. So, she could only pick some flowers and such. But it's alright; Mo Lan feels so comfortable in the mountains, the air is so fresh. There are plenty of vegetables in the garden now, so there's no shortage of fresh produce. Whether she picks anything or not isn't important.

Mo Lan lay on the grass under the tree, nibbling on a blade of grass and enjoying herself. A small creature hopped past her, and Mo Lan rolled over to get up and look.

"Huh? That's a forest frog, isn't it? It's so small and red." Mo Lan sat up and went to take a look. The forest frog heard the sound and quickly jumped away. Mo Lan didn't chase after it; it was just a creature in the forest, and there was no point in catching it.

Mo Lan watched the little frog hop away, and then she lay down again.

Whoosh! Another little thing darted past her. It was a small pine tree. Mo Lan turned to look.

The little squirrel was small and grayish-brown. It was very fast, probably running around looking for food. Mo Lan found it amusing. She often saw pine trees, especially during the season when the pine cones ripened. The little guy would run around everywhere, and the area under the pine trees would be covered with pine cones that they had gnawed.

Luckily it was just a squirrel; if it were a snake, it wouldn't have had the time to be bothered. Mo Lan had heard from the villagers that there were snakes in the mountains, but not many; only a few people had seen them, usually black tussock snakes or spotted snakes.

Neither of these snakes is particularly venomous, but getting bitten is no joke. Snakes are generally ignored if you don't bother them. If you see one in the grass, use a stick to nudge it aside, and it will crawl away. Never hit it, or it will bite. These are the experiences that the elders told Mo Lan.

Thinking of snakes, Mo Lan felt a rustling sound in the grass. She quickly got up, slung her basket over her shoulder, and headed down the mountain. Actually, she was just scaring herself; there was nothing there. But being alone, she couldn't help feeling scared, especially when she was thinking about it. The psychological effect made her feel a little creeped out.

Mo Lan moved very fast, almost running down the mountain. When she reached the road, she patted her chest and couldn't help but grin. She had really scared herself.

Mo Lan returned to the backyard and gave the wildflower wreath she had woven to Xiao San'er, and also gave one to her grandfather. She didn't give any to the women, as they were all busy working and it wouldn't be convenient for them to wear them.

After Xiao San'er put it on, his face turned a little red. He even went to the basin to look at himself. Mo Quan laughed so hard that his beard trembled. Wang Shi kept grumbling at him, saying that he was an old child.

When the Xue brothers arrived at noon, Mo Lan handed the flower wreath from her head to the chubby boy. The chubby boy looked at the flower wreath in Mo Lan's hand, his chubby face jiggling. He was fifteen years old this year, and he was being asked to wear a flower wreath? What kind of behavior was that?

"I don't want it, you wear it, it looks good on you." The chubby boy was too embarrassed to wear it and kept saying that Mo Lan looked good on him.

"Are you sure you don't want it?" Mo Lan's eyebrows twitched as she looked at the chubby boy seriously.

"No!" the chubby boy refused.

"Are you sure you don't want it?" Mo Lan asked again, a very sweet smile on her face.

"Are you sure you don't want to!" Although the chubby boy felt a little creeped out by Mo Lan's laughter, he still refused.

"Okay, just don't go hungry at noon." Mo Lan's smile faded, and she turned to leave.