Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 137 - 128: Half a Beat Slow_2

Of the many sausages, Jinwa ate the most, probably one fourth of them. Old woman Qian was extremely happy to see her grandson enjoying them so much. She was uncomfortable watching Yixiu and Yiduo, who did not know to be modest and kept eagerly grabbing more sausages.

When only a small half was left, she tried to stop the two of them from eating more, but was too slow. By the time only a few pieces remained, everyone saw Old woman Qian glaring at Yixiu and Yiduo who were still taking sausages. Her hands trembling, she first placed two pieces on her son’s plate, then shakily picked up the dish and poured the rest into Jinwa’s bowl.

Jinwa looked at his pouting sisters and, with a smile, picked a piece for their family.

Yixiu felt quite resentful. It was her effort that had created these treats, after all. Old woman Qian was far too partial.

After the meal, Yixiu spoke of her idea to make sausages for profit at her great-aunt’s place. She mentioned it was the perfect time to do so with many people slaughtering pigs, and they could collect more to make into sausages. Not only were they delicious and easy to cook, but like smoked and preserved meats, they could be kept for a long time and sold far away, even to the provincial capital or Capital City. She also said they could involve Shopkeeper Cui in Capital City’s business, who would surely be eager to make money if the products were good.

She added that sausages were simple to make and could be easily replicated by others after some thought. Therefore, the focus should be on maximizing profits this year.

Qian Sangui and Old woman Qian were very pleased to hear this. Old woman Qian said she would go to the county town tomorrow, as she also wanted to see her daughter and precious grandson and stay for a longer visit.

Old woman Qian, looking at Yixiu with a pleased expression, warmly invited her, saying, "Yixiu, join Great-grandma on a visit to your great-aunt’s place and stay for a while longer. The blue-tiled and red-bricked houses there are much more comfortable than those in the countryside. They even have a copper stove for heating during winter; it won’t be cold at all."

It took her a while to finish these few sentences, and Yixiu had to catch her breath before Old woman Qian was done.

As soon as Old woman Qian finished speaking, Cheng Yue objected urgently, "No way, Yixiu can’t sleep outside; Yueyue will miss her."

Old woman Qian, angered and on the verge of scolding, was obviously struggling to keep up with her own thoughts. Her mouth opened, but before she could utter the rebuke, Qian Sangui spoke up, saying, "Mother, I’m also not used to Yixiu staying out. Despite her small size, she can contribute many ideas to our household. Let Huang Tie take you early tomorrow; after she has handed over her responsibilities, she can follow Huang Tie back in the afternoon."

Seeing her son insist, Old woman Qian had no choice but to silently consent. However, the frustration of being contradicted by Cheng Yue left her feeling suffocated.

Duo Duo started fussing at the side, "Duo Duo wants to go to great-aunt’s place too, Duo Duo wants to eat meat too."

The commotion gave Old woman Qian a headache. She opened her mouth a few seconds before speaking, "Go, go."

Yixiu secretly delighted, knowing Old woman Qian was slow to act and speak, her mother might face less scolding in the future. Then she mentally chastised herself with a "Tsk," knowing such thoughts were highly unfilial.

The next morning, at Morning time, it was still dark, and the Qian’s third wife had already finished their meal. Lady Wu only left a few pieces of sausage behind, packing the rest in a basket. She planned to give a few pieces for Qianxiang House to try; if they wanted more, they would have to pack their own. These sausages were mainly for Shopkeeper Cui and Old Master Zhang.

Yixiu, dressed in the peach-pink thin jacket and sky-blue coarsely woven long skirt recently made for her by her cousin and Qian Xiaoyu, looked lovelier than ever. A red ribbon wound around her little bundled-up haircut made her fair face look even more cherubic, as adorable as though carved from snow and jade.

Seeing Yixiu all dressed up made Jinwa the happiest of all.

He looked at his sister cheerfully several times, then holding her little hand, they went to wait for the ox cart at the courtyard gate. He could not stop gazing at his sister as he said, "Jian brother also said that Sister Duo Duo is the fairest and tender, what nonsense! Where can Duo Duo be as fair and tender as my sister?"

Even this needed to be competitively compared, making Yixiu laugh.

Sometimes the boy seemed as mature as an adult, other times he was innocently endearing. In the dim morning light, the little lad had grown taller and stronger, with facial features becoming more defined.

The developing visage had once prompted Old woman Qian to remark with a few words of surprise, "Jinwa is as handsome as Manjiang, but he just does not resemble him much."

Lady Wu quickly responded with a smile, "People always say that a nephew takes after his uncle; perhaps he resembles his uncle."

After all, no one had ever seen his uncle.

The young lad, clad in a brown fine cloth cotton robe, stood straight as a pine.

Besides the single prominent topknot, the hair around his head had evened out to ear-length. By next spring, when he would be seven, he could wear his hair in a traditional topknot. Yixiu had overheard Qian Sangui and Lady Wu discussing privately that Jinwa should have his own room by the time he was seven.