After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter

Su Yu was somewhat surprised. Although she had seen chicks emerge from their shells before, she was not familiar with the specific hatching process. "What should we do?"

Su Yu appeared quite anxious, clearly not wanting to give up just like that.

Xie Xinghua pondered for a moment, then her eyes lit up, "Duck eggs look similar to chicken eggs. We can go back to the village and ask whose hens are currently brooding. Perhaps we can mix these duck eggs in to be incubated together. The hens should not be able to tell the difference."

Su Yu thought about it and agreed that it was a good solution, "That’s the only way."

She nodded in agreement.

Thus, the two of them continued on the mountainous journey home, each carrying their heavy treasures, their hearts filled with anticipation and hope for the future.

Having been delayed on the road, although it was still morning, the scorching sun was already high in the sky, relentlessly baking the earth as waves of heat made their presence known in the air.

Before long, sweat streamed down their backs like little creeks, soaking their clothes and leaving behind dark, damp outlines as a small testament to their perseverance.

Xie Xinghua, the peasant girl, although accustomed to farm labor, had not trodden such a long and winding mountain road in ages and now felt her legs heavy as if filled with lead, each uphill step seemingly draining her last ounce of strength.