Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

"Sister, why are all the things in this room gone?" Rong Jin was still in shock,

and being so young, he truly couldn’t figure it out.

"Everything has been packed away and hidden in a very secret place. Are you done on your side? Sister will come over to pack them up, and then we are leaving."

Upon hearing this, Rong Jin immediately said, "Sister, it’s all packed up, I’ve got it."

His possessions were few because much had been taken by his aunt and his third and fourth aunts.

Rong Yan glanced at his small bundle; it was well packed.

It seemed that some little boys really shouldn’t be treated as just five-year-olds.

"Alright, give it to me, and we leave now." There was nothing left worth packing.

Only insignificant things remained.

Although Rong Jin didn’t know where his sister was taking him, he was content as long as he was with her.

"Sister, I can carry it myself," he insisted, adding two more words for emphasis, "It’s light."

Seeing that his package was indeed not large, Rong Yan let him be.

She shouldered her own bag and then took the bow and arrows, "Let’s go! We’ll cross over from behind the hill."

"... Sister!" Rong Jin hesitated, "Aren’t we going to say goodbye to Granny Li and Grandpa Li?"

Rong Yan reached out and touched his head, "Let’s not. They don’t know where we are going... this way no one will trouble them."

Rong Jin quickly nodded, agreeing with his sister’s sound logic, "I’ll listen to Sister."

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With the bow and arrows in one hand and the other hand holding Rong Jin’s, the siblings set out.

The door was locked behind them.

Granny Li lived next door, but there was a small distance, so when they left, Granny Li just happened to be in her own yard and didn’t come out.

And the other villagers lived even further away. Though they saw the siblings as if they were heading on a long journey, they could only watch from afar... and discuss it.

From their perspective, it was normal for the siblings to flee. After all, even if Rong Yan was capable, she was still just a girl, and all alone at that.

How could she possibly overcome the servants that the Zheng Family kept?

Furthermore, with the Zheng Family’s good relations with the government, if the government officials came, Rong Yan would have no room for resistance.

With fifty taels of silver in hand! They could live well anywhere...

Rong Zhimin and his two younger brothers lived very nearby, but their house was still a fair distance from the siblings’.

When their parents had just died, Rong Zhimin, as the eldest, took over the main house.

And he divided the good farmland, taking most for himself, leaving the rest to be shared by the third and fourth families.

The reason was simple: their parents had always been blatantly biased.

The two elders had a particularly bad relationship with Rong Zhihu, and his family had been separated long ago.

It was as if they were cast out with nothing.

After the death of the elders, the Rong brothers had another falling out... almost like severing ties completely.

Unexpectedly, when Rong Zhihu and his wife died, the three families got entangled once more.

But that was to be expected; in ancient times...siblings without parents were left helpless.

Their uncles and such became the closest family they had, naturally taking over the role of decision-makers for the siblings.

When someone reported to Rong Zhimin that Rong Yan and her brother had left, Rong Zhimin was greatly enraged.

The more he thought about it since returning home, the more unwilling he felt.

Not only had his niece beaten him up, but his family had been swindled out of fifty taels of silver.

That was a full fifty taels!

He had only procured twenty from Rong Zhihu’s house, and the remaining thirty taels had to be supplemented by his own family.

And where would an ordinary farmer get thirty taels of silver? His family had at most only five taels saved up.

Effectively, the remaining twenty-five taels had been taken from the bridal gifts provided by the Zheng Family.

If the marriage with the Zheng Family fell through, those twenty-five taels would have to be returned.

So as soon as he got home... the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he called over the third and fourth families.

The three homes kept quarreling until now.

Rong Zhimin’s idea was simple: the additional thirty taels had to be shared by the three families.

If he couldn’t return the bridal money...his family wouldn’t be able to withstand Old Master Zheng’s fury.

He wanted the other two families to share the cost, and naturally, they were unwilling.

While they argued among themselves,

they didn’t expect to hear that Rong Yan and Rong Jin had left, startling them into a sweat.

Snapping back to reality, Rong Zhimin shouted at the others, "What are you waiting for? Go chase them down! If they get away, how will you explain to Old Master Zheng? Don’t forget, when the silver was accepted, you were all present."

His last words finally made the other two families turn pale.

All of them no longer waited, rushing out to intercept... determined to stop the siblings.

Rong Yuping had a broken leg, but Rong Zhimin, although kicked, had now recovered and joined the chase.

With a twisted face, he thought... with so many people now, he refused to believe that the defiant girl could win the fight.

Rong Yan, with Rong Jin in tow, took the route behind the hill.

Because of Rong Jin, they hadn’t gone far when Rong Zhimin and his group caught up to them.

"Rong Yan, you are not allowed to go..." Rong Zhimin glared at Rong Yan with intense hatred, "What’s wrong with going to be Old Master Zheng’s concubine? He may be older, but older men know how to cherish you. Even as a concubine, it’s a stroke of luck beyond your wildest dreams for a farming girl like you. Don’t be ungrateful..."

On hearing his words, Rong Yan wanted to vomit. You think it’s good to be a concubine... why don’t you send your wife or daughter?

There was no need to say much to disgusting people.

Because saying one more word felt like dirtying her own mouth.

Rong Jin looked at his big uncles and so many male cousins... he was extremely nervous.

Rong Yan, feeling his emotions, stroked his head.

Then, she drew her bow and shot an arrow... the wooden arrow flew from her hands, striking Rong Zhimin directly in the shin.

Rong Zhimin let out a wail and collapsed to the ground in pain.

Everyone was stunned.

Filled with rage, Rong Zhimin ignored the pain, shouting at those thinking of retreating, "What are you waiting for? She can only shoot one arrow at a time. If she gets away, each one of you won’t have a way to live... You can capture Rong Jin..."

No matter how fierce that girl was, could she really disregard her only brother?

Just capture Rong Jin, and she would have no choice but to comply, wouldn’t she?