Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade

After lunch, Qian Yixiu didn’t take a nap but started writing materials for establishing a girls’ school, somewhat similar to business proposals from her previous life.

Reports, plans, papers, briefings ─ none of these posed a challenge to her. In her past life, she was the leader’s pen, and occasionally she even volunteered as a secretary for Shang Qingyun, helping him draft documents.

Since giving birth and "returning" to her past life momentarily, the thought of Shang Qingyun no longer stirred any emotion in Yixiu.

Sitting on the kang, she was writing fervently when her neck was suddenly embraced, followed by a dribble of saliva dripping into her collar ─ it was Brother Cheng.

"Mama," he grinned, saliva again flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Although the little brothers were only one year and three months old, they could already climb onto the kang by themselves. Brother Cheng was more proactive in his movements, while Brother Xin was more advanced in his linguistic abilities.

Then, Brother Xin, exerting all his strength as if he were nursing, also climbed up onto the kang, throwing himself into Qian Yixiu’s arms.

As Qian Yixiu wiped their mouths and kissed them, she laughed and asked, "Did my good sons wake up from their nap?"

"Miss sister," Brother Cheng said.