Transmigrated as a Peasant Baby Who is Pampered by All

The Jiang family was quite surprised by how much dividend Xiaomi received, but Jiang Hu also reminded them not to make too much of a fuss.

Although the city’s security was good over the New Year, there might still be people desperate enough to take risks.

As for the fifty taels of silver notes that Xiaomi distributed to each person, everyone happily accepted without any objections.

After all, it was Xiaomi’s kind gesture.

Though Xiaomi found it somewhat boring, as the year-end approached, the preparations began busily and excitedly.

Spring cleaning, putting up New Year paintings, buying fireworks, and various delicious foods.

Especially going shopping for food with Mom and Dad was the most exciting part.

Nanyang Prefecture lived up to its reputation; there were so many delicious things, many of which Cheng County didn’t have at all.

Especially some dried seafood, though expensive, was still within their budget.

They bought quite a bit, planning to take some back to Cheng County to give to friends and relatives.

Reunion dinner, staying up late, setting off fireworks; after the lively noise, a new year had arrived.

The streets were filled with lion dances and dragon dances, opera and acrobatic performances. Xiaomi, who previously felt bored, dragged Wei Ziang through the crowd, leaving others unable to catch up.

Finally, everyone gave up trying to catch them, letting the two run freely. After all, with Wei Ziang around, they’d surely find their way home.

As for the faint worry and anxiety in Wei Ziang’s heart, it gradually faded amidst the laughter.

Just like what Big Brother said, since he’s been in Nanyang Prefecture for so long without being recognized by anyone, there probably wasn’t any danger.

This reassured Wei Ziang a little, as it concerned the safety of those around him and couldn’t be taken lightly.

As for his own origins...

Wei Ziang glanced at the joyful Xiaomi ahead and couldn’t help but smile.

"Hey, look, wow, that’s amazing! The big stone shattered, and that person is still okay."

"Yes, that’s quite impressive."

Cheers broke out, and Xiaomi was instantly drawn to it.

"Hey, there’s someone breathing fire over there. Hurry, let’s go see."

Saying this, Xiaomi pulled Wei Ziang along, who barely had time to scatter a few copper coins before being dragged to the next place.

He also wanted to know his origins, to understand who he truly was, and why he appeared in Fu’an Village.

He would investigate, and might even return to Fu’an Village to look for clues from those years.

But not now.

For now, he was just a child, sheltered by Uncle Jiang and Auntie.

He wouldn’t arrogantly think that at ten or so years old, he could accomplish anything on his own.

He was waiting, waiting to grow up, to be able to protect or hide the Jiang family, and then slowly investigate his identity.

In any case, he couldn’t involve the Jiang family and those he cared about.

Especially not in potentially dangerous situations.

After watching the fire-breathing performance, Xiaomi dragged Wei Ziang to the next spot, which was sword swallowing.

Wei Ziang scattered a few more copper coins, not much, but with many people tipping, a small child holding a chipped bowl kept picking up the coins.

Suddenly, Wei Ziang frowned and looked towards a place.

It was the third floor of an inn.

"Hey, what’s wrong? Let’s go."

Xiaomi still wanted to see the monkey act ahead, having heard from passersby that the monkey was very clever.

Wei Ziang looked again at that place; the window was open and still swaying, someone must have pushed it, but there was no one there now.

Shaking his head: "It’s nothing, let’s go."

After watching the monkey act, they went to eat. This bustling city, regardless of ancient or modern times, had all kinds of snacks on the streets.

From grilled skewers to braised snacks sold at stalls, spicy hotpot, various sugar oil cakes, beautifully crafted Little Buns and small steamed buns.

Priced affordably and deliciously, they walked along, eating and playing, never really getting hungry.

Of course, the restaurants and tea shops on both sides of the street were bustling with guests.

Xiaomi played happily for many days, so excited that she even dreamt about eating and drinking, having a great time.

However, this spirited state lasted only three days. By the morning of the fourth day, Xiaomi couldn’t move and lay at home, completely shutting out the outside noise.

Wei Ziang also breathed a sigh of relief.

On the first day, he noticed someone watching him, but couldn’t find anything suspicious. Luckily, for the next two days, that feeling didn’t return, allowing him to accompany Xiaomi everywhere.

"Tired?" Jiang Yu gave the sprawled-out Xiaomi a cup of hot water, her head resting on her extended arm.

"Yeah, my throat’s dry, my stomach’s dry, I feel a burning in my stomach, so uncomfortable."

Xiaomi frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Not painful or itchy, just uncomfortable.

"Mung bean soup," a bowl of mung bean soup was placed in front of Xiaomi by Jiang Xiaoxue.

"Though it’s not as good as at home, it’s still okay. Have a bowl first."

Xiaomi’s spirits instantly lifted: "Thank you, Second Sister."

Jiang Xiaoxue shook her head helplessly: "I told you not to eat out all day and night, always eating meat, and now you’ve overheated. Look at Ziang, running around with you, and he’s perfectly fine."

Indeed, Wei Ziang, who had also been running around with Xiaomi for three days, still appeared as a graceful young boy, calmly drinking tea.

Being singled out suddenly, he was momentarily stunned, then saw Xiaomi looking at him resentfully, smiled back, indicating there was nothing he could do about it.

Luckily, the sweet mung bean soup comforted her, and after drinking a bowl of warm soup, the burning feeling in her stomach faded significantly.

Xiaomi revived her spirits, realizing she shouldn’t eat randomly.

"By the way, Second Sister, why didn’t I see Mom or Dad today?" She frowned: "Mom seemed to be eating in her room too? What’s wrong with her?"

"Mom’s not feeling well these days, so don’t disturb her."

Jiang Xiaoxue said this with some embarrassment, and others looked a bit awkward too.

Xiaomi calculated the days and suddenly understood.

She got it, these days happened to be Mom’s period.

Xiaomi smacked her lips, the taste of mung bean soup still in her mouth. Her second sister not only embroidered beautifully but also cooked well.

Thinking about it, she couldn’t help but glance at her second sister.

Come to think of it, Second Sister would soon be twelve, about to grow up.

In the countryside, as soon as a girl got her period and could bear children, she could basically get engaged.

Girls holding babies at the age of fifteen or sixteen were everywhere in the village.

Of course, she had been secretly telling her parents for years that having children too early wasn’t good for girls’ health, leading to difficult childbirth, lifelong problems, etc.

She wasn’t worried that Second Sister’s marriage would be arranged prematurely, especially with Jade-faced Fox watching over.

But then...

Xiaomi touched her chin and smiled at Xiaoxue: "Come to think of it, Second Sister is almost grown up. When we return, matchmakers will surely be breaking down our door again."

The last time was not long ago, when they came to propose marriage for Brother Ze.

Xiaoxue blushed: "You’re such a talker. I shouldn’t have given you mung bean soup; now you’re joking with your sister."

She then picked up the empty bowl and left.

However, Xiaomi clearly saw that before leaving, Second Sister glanced at Ze, who wasn’t far away.

Tsk tsk, lucky Liu Ze, that guy.