Transmigration: From Dragon Princess To Pampered Granddaughter
Chapter 490 - 491 I Want to Go Home 2

Chapter 490: Chapter 491 I Want to Go Home 2

The middle-aged woman took out two fruit candies from her pocket and put them in his palm, which made the boy even happier!

He unwrapped the candy, popped it into his mouth, and ran out bouncing to brag to his buddies about his married status.

Sanni knocked on the door for quite a while, her hand ached from the effort, but nobody answered.

She finally couldn’t hold it any longer and knelt down, hugging herself tightly, and burst into tears: "Grandma, Guibao, I want to go home!"

After all, she is still only a nine-year-old girl, and it’s already quite something that she has managed to hold her emotions this far.

Her heart-wrenching cries echoed through the house, but the family seemed to act as if they’d heard nothing.

Well, when she gets tired or her voice goes hoarse from crying, she’ll stop crying by herself.

Meanwhile, the idea of having an extra pair of hands at home, a daughter-in-law who can both work and read, brought tremendous joy to the middle-aged woman.

While cooking, she even used the oilcloth to wipe the bottom of the pan extra times, rubbing the pot bottom brightly with a lard-smearing cloth.

Today, a new daughter-in-law has come to the house, fortune must be commemorated.

In the main room, the middle-aged man placed a bag on a cabinet, and pulled out an incense stick.

After lighting the incense with a match, he shook off the flame and stuck it in front of the ancestral tablet: "Dalong, mom and dad have found you a good wife, she’s good-looking, strong, and most importantly she’s educated, she can teach your little brother how to read! Now you can rest in peace!"

He gazed at the name on the ancestral tablet, a hint of sadness flashing across his face.

Having a photograph taken was too expensive these days, they never thought of having one taken for the child, so only his name was listed on the ancestral tablet, without a photo.

"Darling, dinner’s ready, open the door," the middle-aged woman, holding the prepared food in her hand, called from outside the door where Sanni was.

The crying inside the room had ceased, probably due to exhaustion.

The middle-aged man took out a key from his pocket and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Sanni bolted out from the dark, but was caught by the man, who was well prepared for her attempt.

His thick, rough hand squeezed her arm, and no matter how hard Sanni struggled, she couldn’t shake him off.

Unable to stop her tears from pouring down her face, she frantically tried to pry his fingers off her: "Let go of me! Let go of me!"

They did not get angry, but gently set the food on the table: "My dear girl, make do with this for lunch, I’ll stir-fry some bacon for you at dinner, it’s very tasty!"

It was the first day for the new daughter-in-law, a good meal was a must. It was a day of ceremony and celebration!

"I won’t eat it! I want to go home!"

Sanni’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with anger, she shouted at them: "I’m not your daughter!"

"Silly Nini, this is your home from now on," said the old woman softly.

Having said that, she left the room and closed the door behind her again.

The family started to eat lunch.

The meal consisted of semi-liquid wild vegetable brown rice porridge, sweet potato cakes loaded with more wild vegetables than sweet potatoes themselves, and a bit of oily stir-fried carrots - it was already better than their usual meals!

They took big gulps, swallowing happily with satisfied slurping sounds.

"It would be great if we could get a daughter-in-law every day!" the boy said with his mouth full.

The husband and wife glanced at each other and burst into laughter: "Silly boy! You can’t get a daughter-in-law every day."

Outside, there was laughter and jesting, harmonious and jolly, but Sanni didn’t even glance at the meal.

She crouched in a corner, hugging herself, burying her face in her knees, choked with grief.

She didn’t want to stay here!

She wanted to go home!!