Transmigrated as a Peasant Baby Who is Pampered by All-Chapter 345 - 238: No Connection

This is a method of no other choice; what books are in her room, everyone might know better than she does.

If she wanted to say she bought them herself, she never went to the city alone.

She couldn’t say they just materialized out of nowhere, so she could only say she ’found’ them.

Little Snow didn’t know the small scheme in her sister’s heart. After catching up with Little Rice, she let out a long breath: "Why did you run so fast today?"

Little Rice chuckled: "I just wanted to go take a look; if we’re late, it would be awkward if we bumped into those people."

For people from Xiangmu Village, after all, they were outsiders coming to compete for resources.

It was completely different from the time in Fu’an Village.

After all, in Fu’an Village, the whole village were outsiders, and were newly settled; at most, it’s just that the Jiang family had no relatives.

So in Fu’an Village, everyone could initially coexist peacefully, and later, it only got better and better.

But in Xiangmu Village, wanting to get along harmoniously with other villagers probably wouldn’t be possible for a while.

It’s not that Little Rice was scared of trouble; she just thought it wasn’t necessary to have conflicts with other children in the village over a few bamboo shoots.

After all, if the kids went home and told the adults, their families might think they were being bullied, which wouldn’t help the Jiang family integrate into Xiangmu Village.

Besides, their family didn’t lack those bamboo shoots; the two dug them more for their own enjoyment.

Little Snow was pulled along by Little Rice, and didn’t have time to look elsewhere, so naturally didn’t notice the books in the bushes on the other side.

A few days ago, people were already going to the other side’s bamboo grove to dig bamboo shoots. The ground had been trampled into a path; just following the traces on the ground, they soon found a patch of bamboo forest.

The largest bamboo was thicker than their thighs, and standing under the bamboo forest looking up, it was simply like a towering tree!

"What big bamboo shoots!" Little Snow exclaimed in surprise, catching Little Rice’s attention.

Looking down, indeed, compared to those finger-thick bamboo shoots before, the ones in front of them were like ancestors!

"These two should be enough for one meal, right?" Little Rice used a small hoe to dig a bit, revealing the bamboo shoots hidden in the soil, even bigger and thicker than those above ground.

Little Snow nodded: "No wonder others don’t want us to dig them, they’re so big, they must be more valuable."

Little Rice shrugged, not saying much.

Her second sister had money now and definitely wouldn’t care for just a few bamboo shoots.

Sure enough, the next moment Little Snow spoke.

"We’ll just dig two or three, take them back to show others, then find something else; didn’t you want to eat pork skin holes? We’ll look for some on the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Little Rice saw it was an opportunity delivered to her!

"Great! Then let’s dig three!"

The sisters got to work right away, sensibly digging up three shoots, then made their way back.

Returning to where Little Rice had thrown the books before, they saw people coming up from the mountain below. Looking closely, weren’t they the kids they had encountered earlier?

Those people also saw them, but Little Rice didn’t pay attention, just pulled her second sister along up the mountain.

Among those kids, only Zhang An seemed to have a hint of goodwill, while others clearly didn’t want to mingle, so there was no need to go over.

After the two walked up some distance and out of their sight, Little Snow sighed softly.

"Luckily, we walked quickly; if we had met them right away, there might have been an argument."

Little Rice pouted: "It’s not like the forest on the mountain is theirs; can’t we even dig a few bamboo shoots?"

Little Snow patted her on the head: "Even though that’s the case, it’s best to avoid arguing if we can."

"Besides, we’ll stay in the village for a long time, so it’s not good to strain relationships with everyone so soon."

"Moreover, our family is different from the others; it’s not worth having a conflict over a few bamboo shoots, right?"

Well, that’s the truth.

Little Snow saw Little Rice clearly agreed but still pouted, even giving a small humph to express her dissatisfaction.

Couldn’t help but find it cute.

"Alright, alright, let’s not talk about it anymore. In a few days, Second Sister will be going to the embroidery workshop. Mom and Dad said like Big Brother, she could come back every day. Is there anything you want her to buy for you, and she’ll bring it back?"

Little Snow held one hand of Little Rice and used a stick with the other to tap the grass in front, as they wandered around the mountain.

Forests near the village and city usually didn’t have wild animals, only sometimes in the distance would startled pheasants take wing, making the fluttering sound of their wings.