After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter
Chapter 157 Marvelous Plan

Chapter 157: Chapter 157 Marvelous Plan

In her view, such lawless behavior could only be curbed by the iron fist of the government, which would ensure justice was highlighted.

This series of events also made Aunt Zhou gradually come to her senses, realizing that the pressure of public opinion from the villagers alone seemed unable to shake Su Yu’s status, and that only the fair judgment of the government was the righteous path.

Thinking this, she disdainfully spit out a mouthful of phlegm, intending to leave, but didn’t expect this act to trigger an unexpected storm.

Su Yu moved with the swiftness of a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, she had grabbed Aunt Zhou by the collar, her voice cold and her authority beyond question, "This place is not your spittoon; if you dirty it, you must clean it up!"

Aunt Zhou, caught off guard, was choked by the sudden move and coughed repeatedly, her face turning red.

Su Yu then released her grip, her demeanor composed, her eyes flashing with an unchallengeable sharpness, "You’d better be aware of yourself, lest I take action personally."

The power contained in those words made Aunt Zhou involuntarily shiver.

Aunt Zhou, rubbing the pain in her neck, glared fiercely at Su Yu, but ultimately decided to bow to reality and clean up the unsightly mess herself.

In her eyes, Su Yu acted without common decency and was capable of anything; it was better to mind her own business.

As Aunt Zhou stormed off, she secretly took pride in her belief that the day the government arrived would mark the end of Su Yu’s arrogance.

Compared to Su Yu’s composure, Jiang Ziling’s brows were tightly furrowed, full of concern.

He hesitated to speak, and in the end only let out a light sigh, "Ah Yu, this..."

Su Yu, however, smiled confidently, "There’s no need to worry. Right and wrong will be clear to the government, which will not be deceived by biased accounts."

Having said so, she picked up the bucket and held the shovel, continuing with her labor, undisturbed by the previous altercation.

She carefully collected the plant ashes, precise and powerful in her movements, ensuring these precious natural fertilizers were not blown away by the wind, every action revealing her love and respect for life.

As the spicy water boiled, she turned her attention to preparing lunch, transforming simple but heartfelt ingredients into a delicious meal with full color and flavor. Although there was no meat on the table, the taste was rich enough to comfort hearts, allowing the family to sit together and share this warmth.

Xixi diligently busied herself with the small animals, taking care of everything from the ducks and chickens to the horse’s daily routines, her pure sense of responsibility endearing.

Jiang Ziling, in his spare time, stitched shoes for Xixi, one needle at a time. Though his eyes were sometimes tired, the smiles of his wife and daughter made all the hard work vanish in an instant.

In the village sky, smoke curled up, with each family immersed in their little happiness.

And Su Yu, after cleaning up the dishes, carried the bucket of spicy water carefully mixed to the fields, with Xixi following close behind, cautiously moving the solidified chunks of plant ashes.

With the first light of dawn, figures moved in the fields, holding plant ash water, attentively protecting the crops from insects and nurturing the seedlings, a harmonious pastoral scene quietly unfolding.

Su Yu’s craftsmanship was extraordinary, as she precisely blended the melted plant ashes with the spicy water. The stirring of the wooden spoon each time was a deep respect to the land.

Only when the water in the bucket was just right did she begin to meticulously spray along the tracks left by the pests, as if she were painting a protective diagram in the fields, laying down the seeds of hope for next year’s harvest.

Looking back, Su Yu noticed that the villagers were gradually gathering together at a leisurely pace, in twos and threes.

Among the crowd, some carried heavy wooden shoulder poles, each step solid and resolute; others bore massive water jars, with crystal clear droplets hanging on the rims, twinkling faintly in the sunset; and several families ingeniously used Eldest Uncle Li’s seemingly old but exceptionally sturdy ox cart to haul precious clear water. The squeaking of the wheels on the dirt road sounded like the most rustic symphony of the countryside.

Su Yu’s house wasn’t very extensive, and the pests weren’t rampant, two buckets of spring water were just enough to nourish that hopeful piece of land; in comparison, other families had wide fields and large lands, where a few jars of water seemed like a spoonful poured into a vast desert, precious yet unable to satisfy the thirsty soil.

When everyone saw Su Yu, warm smiles naturally bloomed on their faces, like the long-missed sunshine piercing through the clouds, and each greeting carried the unique cordiality and simplicity of the countryside.

She responded to each one, her composure and warmth seemingly able to instantly bring hearts closer, as she said, "My family’s carriage happens to be free, so if anyone needs help transporting these heavy water jars, just let me know."

No sooner had she spoken than a crisp voice rose from the crowd, belonging to a teenager who looked about fifteen or sixteen. His eyes were full of sincerity and surprise, "Really? Second sister-in-law, you’re truly providing help in our time of need. We were just worrying about how to properly transport all this urgently needed water back home, but with your carriage, everything becomes much easier. Not only are you kind-hearted, but you’re also so generous. I’m truly grateful to you..."

The boy’s face was unfamiliar to Su Yu, but guessing from his affectionate call of "second sister-in-law," she surmised he might be a distant relative of her husband, Jiang Ziling.

Su Yu smiled with a touch of grace and cheerfulness, "It’s the least I can do, come with me."

Jiang Qishan followed behind Su Yu, his steps light and his mouth like a perpetual motion machine, babbling ceaselessly, "Second sister-in-law, my name is Jiang Qishan, Ziling’s cousin. I’ve long heard that my second brother married a wife who is not only beautiful but also skilled with her hands. Seeing you today, it’s indeed as described. And you’re so clever and kind-hearted—if your ingenious plan for pest control truly works, you’ll become a well-known hero in our village."

"I’m usually at school in the county town, so it’s normal that you don’t know me, after all..."

Su Yu, half-listening, felt as if there were the soft buzzing of bees in her ears, absentmindedly nodding, internally curious about the boy’s unrestrained and endearingly frank speech.

Back at home, Jiang Qishan made a beeline for the kitchen, eager to find Jiang Ziling.

"Ziling, I’m here!"

At that moment, Jiang Ziling was engrossed in tinkering with herbs. Hearing the voice, he looked up perplexed and asked, "Shouldn’t you be at school now? Why have you come back?"

Jiang Qishan looked around casually and replied, "The school gave us a break, and I missed home, so I came back."

"Brother, look, having a sister-in-law at home really makes a difference, the house feels so much more spacious and bright."

Jiang Ziling smiled slightly and said, "Hmm, we just rearranged the bed a bit, didn’t expect it to make the space feel so much larger."

"Hehe, today I saw with my own eyes, the second sister-in-law is not only beautiful but also has neat and efficient ways of doing things. Brother, your good fortune really makes us brothers envious."