Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade

The younger siblings changed their clothes, and Qian Yixiu said to Cheng Yue, "Mom, stay home and be good. Brother and I will come back to accompany Mom after we finish eating in the courtyard."

Cheng Yue pulled her gaze back from the emptiness she was staring into and looked at Qian Yixiu and Qian Yeejin, speaking slowly, "Mm, Xiu’er and Jinwa are good, knowing Mom misses you and can’t be without you. Not like Brother Jiang, he doesn’t miss Yueyue, and he doesn’t miss our Jinwa and Xiu’er either..."

After speaking, her big eyes brimmed with tears again.

Qian Yixiu repeated tirelessly, "Mom, Dad misses Mom just like Brother and I do. He must be held up by something, which is why he hasn’t been able to come back to see Mom."

Cheng Yue asked once more, a question she had asked a thousand times, "Is what Xiu’er said true?"

Qian Yixiu nodded seriously, "Of course it’s true. So, when we’re not here, Mom needs to eat well, get healthier, get a bit fatter. Otherwise, Dad will blame Brother and me for not taking good care of Mom when he comes back and sees Mom so thin."

Qian Yeejin frowned as he listened. His sister always deceived their mother like this, and he didn’t know if it was good or bad.

The younger siblings left the small house and gave instructions to Lady Wei and Qian Xiaoyu.

Huang Tie had already placed the gifts of reverence on the ox cart, and the bed mat was laid out. He came inside to carry Qian Sangui out of the house and place him on the ox cart. Before they had gone far, Benben and Tiaotiao started biting the pants leg of Qian Yeejin and the skirt hem of Qian Yixiu. Dashan and Monkey Brother had been in the mountains for two days and hadn’t returned, causing the two little ones to feel uneasy since yesterday. Seeing them wagging their tails on the way, Qian Yixiu had no choice but to take them along.

They heard sporadic sounds of firecrackers and children’s laughter before even entering the village. Upon entering, they saw a group of children playing with firecrackers—naturally, it was the children from well-off families, while most of the others watched from the side. Qian Yishan, with Qian Manpo in tow, called out to Qian Yeejin, "Jin bro, come play with the firecrackers."

Qian Manpo called out with premature maturity, "Jinwa, come quickly."

This little brat was a year younger than himself, but he still had to call his older cousin "Jinwa" and call him "Xiu’er."