The Lucky Farm Girl-Chapter 50 - Own Arrangements_1

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 Own Arrangements_1

Chapter 50 -50 Own Arrangements_1

She stepped forward and embraced Yang Mengchen tightly, Madam Yang Zhou said with joy and choked up, “Jiujiu has come back, Grandma has missed you to death.”

The others also had moist eyes. These past few days without Jiujiu (Jiumei) at home, the whole family felt an emptiness in their hearts and lacked the energy to do anything.

“Jiujiu is unfilial, making you worry and miss me.” Nestled in the warm embrace of Madam Yang Zhou, Yang Mengchen’s eyes began to redden.

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In her previous life, after Grandma Zhang passed away, she had been struggling alone outside, never having the feeling of being earnestly missed and anticipated by family, nor the eager desire to return home. She now understood how beautiful it was and longed for it.

Since she was a child, his beloved granddaughter had never been away from them for so long. Old Master Yang had also missed his dear granddaughter intensely, but seeing his old wife tear up like a string of broken pearls in front of their children and daughters-in-law, he couldn’t help but interject, “Alright, Jiujiu went to do something important, and now she has returned, hasn’t she? Don’t make it out as if Jiujiu has been married off to a distant place for years and has just returned home, making a scene for others to laugh at us.”

“I’m just feeling uneasy for not seeing Jiujiu these few days, it’s hardly something to be laughed at,” Madam Yang Zhou countered in a low voice, wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes.

As they say, the speaker may not have had such intentions, but the listener might read more into it.

Thinking that in a few more years, their cherished niece (daughter) (sister) would become someone else’s family member, aside from Old Master Yang, the other male members of the Yang family suddenly felt uncomfortable, naturally harboring no fondness for the prospective niece’s husband (son-in-law) (brother-in-law).

A few of them began to ponder secretly: Although their niece (daughter) (sister) must get married one day, they needed to keep their eyes peeled for the very best suitor, and he shouldn’t be too far away. Ideally, right under their watchful eyes. With them around, that scoundrel wouldn’t dare harm their niece (daughter) (sister) in the slightest!

At that moment, someone far away sneezed several times in succession. He looked up at the clear, windless sky outside. It was already early summer, how could he have caught a cold?

Madam Yang Zhou and Wu Xuelan, along with the three sisters-in-law, did not notice the men’s peculiar mood, all surrounding Yang Mengchen, inquiring about her well-being.

Yang Mengchen, however, unwittingly noticed the look in her father and others’ eyes filled with reluctance and distress, along with an inexplicable indignation, thinking they were worried about her well-being these past few days.

If she knew that they were prematurely feeling the contradiction of marrying off their niece (daughter) (sister), she would surely roll her eyes. She was only ten years old, after all? This was not even a concern yet, did they really need to worry so prematurely?

Looking at the closely-knit Yang family, Xiao Wanxue, who had always been quiet on the side, couldn’t help but feel envious. It was just unfortunate for the Xiao family… perhaps it was better left unsaid.

“Ms. Xiao?” Shen Qiulan was suddenly startled by the presence of Xiao Wanxue and her maidservant.

Only then did everyone notice that the Magistrate’s Daughter was actually there, and their expressions changed slightly: Why would the Magistrate’s Daughter come to their home?

“Greetings, we have come uninvited and apologize for the intrusion,” Xiao Wanxue said politely, “I share a sisterly bond with Mengchen, and from now on, you can call me Wan Xue or Xuexue.”

Zi Jin also followed with her own courtesy.

Although the Yang family lived in a humble and simple straw house, there was not a trace of disdain in the eyes of the mistress and servant.

The Yangs couldn’t possibly accept a courtesy from the Magistrate’s Daughter, hence they all sidestepped it and also couldn’t disrespectfully address the Magistrate’s Daughter in such a casual manner.

Seeing this, Xiao Wanxue’s face blushed with embarrassment, and her eyes turned towards Yang Mengchen with a look of pleading.

“Sister Wanxue and her maidservant will be staying with us for a few days. If you act too distant, Sister Wanxue will feel uncomfortable,” Yang Mengchen said, holding Xiao Wanxue’s hand. “Uncle Xiao has also agreed.”

“Mengchen is right, just treat me like you would treat her, no need for formalities,” Xiao Wanxue straightforwardly echoed Yang Mengchen’s words.

Though they said that, how could the Yang family truly treat them the same? The main issue was, where should these two, master and servant, be housed appropriately? Clearly, Ms. Xiao and Jiujiu (Jiujiu’s sister) were inseparable; they couldn’t possibly stay under the same roof as Old Master Yang and his wife, could they?

Sensing the family’s predicament, Yang Chengrong suddenly spoke up, “Now that Cheng’an rarely comes home, Chenghong and I can squeeze in together. My room can be given to Jiujiu and Sister Wan… Ms. Xiao.” His expression remained calm, yet the tips of his ears turned faintly pink, almost imperceptible.

Stealing a glance at Yang Chengrong, Xiao Wanxue’s eyes momentarily gleamed.

Everyone’s eyes lit up; after all, Ms. Xiao and her servant were only staying for a few days, and it would be convenient to clean up since Chengrong was occupying the room alone.

Yang Mengchen felt a sense of guilt and annoyance in her heart.

At that time, she thought it would be good for Sister Wanxue to go out and relax, so she did not refuse Sister Wanxue’s request to stay at their home, forgetting the actual situation of their household. It seemed it was time to think about building more rooms.

Yang Chengrong and Wu Xuehua immediately went to tidy up the room.

Liu Xiuyun and Shen Qiulan went to prepare lunch.

Meanwhile, the three Yang brothers, Yang Chaowen, along with their sons, continued crafting small boxes, wrapping zongzi, and making preserved duck eggs.

After inviting Xiao Wanxue and her servant to sit in the courtyard, Yang Mengchen did not shy away from asking Grandpa Yang in their presence, “Grandpa, has the wheat in the field been completely harvested?”

“It’s all harvested and dried, just waiting for the government office to send someone in a few days to collect the tribute grain.”

“What about the rapeseed?”

“About two thousand jin have been collected so far, and people are still bringing more. It’s all stored in the new backyard that Chaowen and the others built, safe from the rain.”

“Once the equipment arrives, we can start extracting the oil.”

Yang Mengchen still felt that the quantity was too small and perhaps could ask Uncle Xiao for help. After all, the government office would be sending people to collect tribute grain from various villages and helping to gather the rapeseed would be a simple matter.

Xiao Wanxue felt curious about the possibility of extracting oil from rapeseed, but she wisely chose to remain silent.

After hesitating for a moment, Old Master Yang carefully said to his beloved granddaughter, “Jiujiu, many people from the village have come asking if they could join to learn how to read. I told them we would discuss it when you returned, but every night there are quite a few people listening outside the courtyard gate. What do you think we should do about this?”

“Don’t blame your grandpa, Jiujiu,” Madam Yang Zhou also chimed in. “The villagers have helped us a lot in the past, so it’s not nice to turn them away, right?”

“Grandpa, Grandma, don’t worry, I have a plan for this,” Yang Mengchen smiled and said, “It just so happens I have things to discuss with the village chief and Lizheng. After lunch, could Grandpa and Dad accompany me to see them?”

Old Master Yang and his wife breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, seeing the villagers listening outside the courtyard gate every day weighed on their hearts. Now that Jiujiu had a plan, that was good.

“Jiujiu, what did you want to talk to us about?” The village chief and Lizheng looked affectionately at Yang Mengchen, seated across from them.

“Sirs, I have a few matters to discuss with you,” Yang Mengchen began directly, “First, I want to buy the two large, adjacent mountains that I often visit, as well as a few acres of land around our home. Could the two of you sirs tell me how much money will be needed?”

The village chief and Lizheng were startled, but then they thought about her connections with Doctor Luo and the Owner of Drunken Immortal Tavern, so they weren’t surprised. They proceeded to give her an honest price.