Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade

Qian Ergui was furious to the point of death, angry that Qian Mandua had so foolishly married into the Li family, unclear-headed, and now just a few months after her husband’s departure, she was being treated so abominably. He was also heartbroken over Li Ahcao being sold to sacrifice to the River God and over Li Ahcai being beaten.

Useless Qian Ergui paced around the house in despair, unable to come up with a good plan, and he could only wait for his son Qian Manhe to return home to discuss what to do. Lady Tang was not upset about her granddaughter but distressed about Qian Mandua being detained and Li Ahcai being beaten, and above all, she was concerned about the nine taels of silver. She kept cursing, "That nine taels of silver is the money from selling Ah Cao, and it should all go to Mother Duo, why should the old pious woman and those two beasts split it?"

Qian Ergui, incensed, slapped her and scolded, "Your granddaughter is about to be drowned in the river, and all you care about is the silver."

Finally, when Qian Manhe returned from the county town, Qian Ergui was so enraged he couldn’t speak; Li Ahcai cried and recounted the story all over again.

Qian Manhe was also furious, cursing the Li family for their heartlessness, wishing them no peace in death. Though he was angry with Qian Mandua, he could not just neglect her. Especially Li Ahcao—she was his own niece. How could he stand by and watch her being sacrificed to the River God?

But with just himself and his father, lacking both numbers and strength, they had to first go to Old man Qian and Eldest Qian to discuss the matter. They too had no solution, so they then went to Guiyuan to ask for Qian Sangui’s help. They wanted to borrow a few of the stronger servants to go to Shili Town and redeem the captives. The sacrificial ceremony was scheduled for the next morning, and they hoped to get Li Ahcao back that very night.

When Qian Sangui heard about the matter, he too was frightened. Sacrificing to the River God—wasn’t that just drowning boys and girls to death?

Qian Yixiu was even more terrified. Buying a cannon was to do good for the Great Qian Kingdom, but it should not come at the cost of innocent lives—not only Li Ahcao but also the boy.

In the five years since Qian Yixiu had arrived here, and nearly seven years as a ghost, she had never once seen Li Ahcao, only occasionally hearing Lady Wu mention her.

Li Ahcao, being six years old this year and not pleasing to look at because she resembled Li Shuanzi and also wet the bed continually, had never won the affection of Qian Mandua and her husband. Whenever Qian Mandua brought her sons to her family’s home to freeload meals, she never brought Li Ahcao along; even Qian Ergui and others rarely saw her. Whenever asked to bring her daughter home, Qian Mandua always said, "That wretched girl is so stupid, what good is feeding her so much?"

The little girl was, in essence, invisible.

Now, she was mentioned for the first time by everyone, but it was because of such an incident.