Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 238 - 163: Coincidental Encounter with an Idol_3

Chapter 238: Chapter 163: Coincidental Encounter with an Idol_3

Qian Yixiu had long since realized that Qian Sigui was just like Qian Sangui in that he was not only sharp-witted but also particularly able to endure hardships and was quite self-disciplined. The family earned quite a bit from selling pastries, but their life was still not as good as that of the main and second branches. Lady Wong was also quite like Lady Wu, gentle, virtuous and yet shrewd, doing whatever her husband said without question.

Qian Yeejin lit the lamp and began to sort out some questions he couldn’t make sense of, both academically and in real life. He planned to visit Di Mansion before returning to his hometown.

Qian Yixiu looked at Wong Erya, who had been following her around since having her fill of meat, and inquired about her family’s specific situation.

After her bath and a full meal, Erya seemed much fresher. Perhaps still fearful in an unfamiliar environment, her voice trembled as she spoke, nothing like her nimble self when she was with her relatives earlier in the day.

The young girl had already been told by Qian Sangui to mainly serve Xiu Jiejie, and since she was bought by Xiu Jiejie herself, she was even more respectful toward Qian Yixiu.

She shared that she was from a farming household on the outskirts of the city. They owned two acres of land originally, not wealthy but manageable to get by. However, earlier in the year, her father caught a chill and, after selling one acre of land and spending all their money, he still wasn’t cured, and he died last month. To bury her father, her mother sold the remaining acre. Now her brother had fallen ill, and despite spending all the money from the land sale, he wasn’t cured either. With no more money left to buy food, her mother had no choice but to sell her daughter.

Seeing Wong Erya made Qian Yixiu think of her own family. Although their life was tough, Grandfather Sangui and Grandma Wu had never considered selling anyone. What would have happened to her family if she hadn’t traveled through time when they were truly destitute?

Qian Yixiu sighed and said, "From now on, you will no longer be called Erya. I will give you a name... Let’s call you..." She thought for a moment and then said, "Let’s call you Zi Zhu." She hoped to one day complete the collection with Bai Zhu, Pink Pearl, and Blue Bead.

Zi Zhu had already been taught some of the etiquette required of a servant by Lady Wei and knelt down to kowtow, saying, "Servant Zi Zhu thanks Miss for giving her a name."

Truly a clever girl. The child of a poor family must manage household affairs early, and at the age of seven, this little girl already had the air of a young maid.

The next day, Qian Sangui had Qian Sigui go to the shop to sell off the jar of Blue flower brew. The wine, originally worth two hundred taels of silver, could at least be sold for a little over a hundred taels. The money obtained would serve as capital for the Dessert House to find a better courtyard.

Qian Sangui put on his best long robe that he kept at the bottom of his trunk and took his two siblings to Song Mansion, and Wan Dazhong, as a future son-in-law, accompanied them, too. They carried several boxes of Old Brother pastries and called a donkey cart to head to Song Mansion.

Upon arriving at the side door, Wong Liang was already waiting. Upon seeing them, he had the maids take the young siblings to the inner courtyard to greet and kowtow to the old mistress. He then led Qian Sangui and Wan Dazhong to the front courtyard, mentioning that Shopkeeper Cui had also come to Xizhou Mansion and invited him to join them for lunch and drinks at noon.

Qian Yixiu and her siblings took a mule cart to the inner courtyard. It was a residence with five courtyards, much like the parks she had visited in her previous life, both large and beautiful. Along the way, amidst the birdsong and fragrant flowers, shaded by green trees and amidst pavilions and towers, there was a sense of luxury and grandeur greater than that of Zhang Zhongkun’s home.

The mule cart stopped in front of a Drooping Flower Gate, and the siblings alighted from the cart. Qian Yeejin tightly held his sister’s small hand as they followed the old maid into the residence.

Passing the Purple Sandalwood with Jade Inlay Screens behind the Drooping Flower Gate, they arrived in a large courtyard. Walking along the side corridor, they headed straight for the main building.

The curtains of the main room were open, revealing an eight-panel screen inside the hall, and wafts of pleasant sandalwood scent filled the air. They turned left, where two maids at the door of the left room lifted the vermilion soft curtain, smiling and announcing, "Old mistress, the young brother and sister have arrived."

The siblings entered the room to see the old mistress sitting on an inner Purple Sandalwood Arhat Bed, with a beautiful three or four-year-old little Lolita nestling in her arms.

On the armchairs to the side, seated on one side were Song Huaijin and Liang Jinzhao.

On the other side were Second Lady Song and Fourth Lady Song, along with a young girl about seven or eight years old. Fourth Lady Song’s belly was already quite large. Going to worship the Bodhisattva last year certainly seemed effective, but it remained to be seen whether she would have a boy or girl.

Those two girls were Fourth Lady Song’s eldest daughter, Lan Jiejie, and her second daughter, Qing Jiejie.

The siblings approached the old mistress and stood still. It was only after Qian Yeejin released his sister’s hand that the maid placed two meditation cushions down. The brother and sister knelt and kowtowed, saying, "We pay respects to the old mistress, wishing her good fortune and health."

The old mistress chuckled, "Stand up, such endearing children."

Nowadays, Fourth Lady Song got excited whenever she saw a handsome boy. She saw a boy of refined appearance and temperament at that moment, who, even dressed in simple cloth, couldn’t hide his majestic aura. She fell in love with him deep in her heart.