The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

Chapter 125 Wang Gouzi's House

"Speak like a human!" The village chief's wife glared at him with her narrow eyes, and the village chief's imposing manner immediately diminished.

"It was last time when I delivered cotton there, I was chatting with Fengzi. He said he treated me like an elder, like a father, and that we had helped him through his difficulties, and that we were family. I was so touched that I was distracted. Otherwise, how could I have asked him for so much?"

I initially thought he was just saying it to get me to accept the cotton, but I never expected him to later send us some of our family's liquor and braised pork intestines. And now, for the Winter Solstice, he's sent me a gift. I guess this kid really treats me like an elder.

Village chief's wife: ...

Why did I feel both touched and guilty? I wiped my eyes and patted the village chief's shoulder hard. "You didn't tell me about something so important. Look how scared I am today."

"How can I tell you something I'm not sure about? Alright, the child means well, so let's just accept it without hesitation! From now on, be nicer to Fengzi and Xiaoning."

"You don't even need to tell me! This child, why did he bring so much stuff? He just squanders any money he has!"

village head:……

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"Mother, I put two quilts in the mule cart. Use one to cover yourself and the other to cover yourself. It shouldn't be too cold."

"It's not cold, Fengzi. Hurry up and load the things into the car. Let's go and come back as soon as possible."

"Ai!"

"Xiao Ning, you and Xiao Anzi are both at home. Don't open the door if anyone you don't know comes over. It would be terrible if they offend you. If you're tired, take a rest. There's enough snacks for tomorrow."

"Okay, go on your way. Take this box of snacks with you, you can eat them if you get hungry on the way."

Knowing that her aunt's family was not well-off, in addition to the festival gifts, they also brought some grain and about ten feet of coarse cloth.

The name "Caoduozi Village" sounds very poor.

It was Su's first time riding in a mule cart. Inside, there was a small charcoal brazier, and she felt quite comfortable huddled under the covers. In contrast, Song Feng wasn't having such an easy time. The further they went, the more desolate and remote the area became. The more remote it was, the fewer houses there were, and the stronger the wind grew. Even though he was wrapped up so tightly, with only his eyes showing, his nose was still running from the cold.

"Why haven't we arrived yet? Did we ask for the wrong way? Is this place even inhabited?" Song Feng muttered to himself, but there wasn't a single person around to ask for directions. It was truly a tragedy.

"Uncle, could you tell me where Caoduozi Village is?"

"Caoduozi Village, it's three miles ahead, turn left, and walk another three miles." Having finally spotted someone, Song Feng hurried forward.

"Thank you, Uncle." We got back into the mule cart and continued on our way. My aunt's house is really far away!

He had some impression of his aunt, but not a deep one. As for Xiao Anzi, he had never even met her.

"Mother, it's still a few miles to go."

Su poked her head out, "Take it easy on the cart." A gust of cold wind blew, and she immediately shrank back into the mule cart. Oh my god, it's so cold. Her Fengzi is suffering again today.

"Hello, is anyone home? Is anyone here? We're looking for Wang Ping!"

Upon arriving at Caoduozi Village, Song Feng didn't see a single person leaving their home. He had no choice but to knock on the gate of one house.

"Wang Ping? Who is Wang Ping?"

People here all call each other by their nicknames, but they really don't know the son-in-law's nickname.

"His wife is Song Chunni from Zaoshu Village."

"Oh, Chunni's family, right? Her husband's name is Wang Gouzi, right?" No, do they have relatives who drive mule carts? They're dirt poor, so if they had wealthy relatives, wouldn't they lend a hand?

"Right? Yes, yes!"

The man was a kind-hearted person. He walked out of the courtyard and pointed, "Ahead, near the end of the village, the most dilapidated and lowest house is Wang Gouzi's house."

Song Feng: ...

Wasn't it said that the Wang family was quite well-off, and that they only married my aunt off because they gave a large dowry? Aside from being a bit older, the other party is perfect. Oh, right, and there's a mean-spirited mother-in-law. As for my uncle, I don't know him; I've never met him or heard of him.

"Thank you!"

Inside, Ms. Su listened to the sounds with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation; she was about to see her sister-in-law.

I folded the blanket, tidied myself up, and sat up straight.

Emma, ​​this is my aunt's house? It's not much better than their previous dilapidated house, and he knows very well how cold it is inside.

Is anyone there? Excuse me, is anyone there?

"Who is it?"