Transmigrated as a Peasant Baby Who is Pampered by All-Chapter 392 - 254: Deliberate

Neither Wei Ziang nor Xiaomi mentioned anything about Zhang An.

But unexpectedly, as night fell and the Jiang family finished dinner and was preparing to chat in the courtyard before bed,

the village head showed up, carrying a strip of cured meat, along with his eldest son, daughter-in-law, and Zhang An.

Jiang Hu, unaware of the situation, was a bit confused upon seeing the village head: "Village head, what’s brought you here so late?"

The village head was even more surprised: "You don’t know?"

Jiang Hu was even more baffled: "Know what?"

The village head signaled to his son and daughter-in-law.

Zhang Yuan’s father is named Zhang Gui, and his mother’s maiden name is Liu, now everyone calls her Mrs. Zhang Liu.

The couple looked like typical farmers, with rough skin and simple clothing, but they were lean and efficient, clearly capable of supporting a large family.

"Brother Jiang, if it weren’t for Xiaocao mentioning it this afternoon, I wouldn’t have known. We really have to thank your young Wei today; if it weren’t for him, I fear my son wouldn’t be here."

Zhang Gui enthusiastically handed the cured meat to Jiang Hu and gave Zhang Yuan a pat on the head.

"This boy is quite impolite, didn’t even tell us about it when he got back, or we’d have come over earlier."

Jiang Hu was still puzzled, having listened all this while but still not understanding.

"What are you talking about?" Then he opened the door wider: "Come in first, it’s windy at the door, come inside, have a seat, and drink some hot water."

Zhang Gui and the others hesitated briefly, then followed Jiang Hu inside, unable to resist looking around under the moonlight.

This big house had been here since they settled in Xiangmu Village, with nobles sometimes coming to stay for a few days.

Afterwards, the estate was confiscated and left vacant for over a year, but the gates remained closed, and the villagers dared not enter until the Jiang family moved in.

The people of Xiangmu Village were mostly refugees from wars elsewhere, cautious during the first few years in the village.

Only in the past year or two did things improve a bit.

Uncle Liu had already gone to bed; the elder rested early because of his age.

Leading them to the main room, Erniang brought hot water over. Jiang Hu asked about the children and, learning they had returned to their rooms, didn’t call them over.

"Village head, Brother Zhang Gui, what exactly is it that you’re talking about?"

Jiang Hu poured hot water for them, and Erniang, having delivered the water, went back, as it was getting late and she needed to get up early to cook for the children the next day.

"It’s like this, the children had agreed to go up the mountain today..."

Zhang Gui explained, slapping Zhang Yuan sternly: "This boy is useless, the two little girls were fine, and he ended up scared senseless."

Zhang Yuan’s face turned red with embarrassment, while his father looked at him with disdain.

Jiang Hu understood now and, seeing Zhang Yuan’s appearance, advised Zhang Gui not to scold him, saying that it was normal for kids to be timid.

The village head’s family had indeed come to express gratitude, and once everything was explained, they prepared to leave. Jiang Hu intended to return the cured meat, but the village head and Zhang Gui refused.

Jiang Hu waited until the village head’s family had left before closing the door, with Qixi helping to lift the latch into place.

"Brother Jiang, with how embarrassed Zhang Yuan was today, he probably won’t dare follow Miss Xiaomi around anymore."

Jiang Hu nodded silently with a stern expression, turning to return inside.

In the village, everyone knew about the boy who followed the family’s girl around every day; it wasn’t just Wei Ziang who noticed.

In fact, apart from those who went out early and returned late, most others had seen it.

Some even joked about it while working, teasing about childhood sweethearts and growing up together.

Only when they saw Jiang Hu’s displeased expression did they stop.

Actually, if Wei Ziang hadn’t returned today, Jiang Hu intended to discuss this matter thoroughly with the family.

His own daughter was growing up and whom she married in the future was a matter for the future.

But if someone wanted to claim the family’s girl now, it was absolutely impossible!

Jiang Hu didn’t expect that before he could act, Ziang, who he thought was unaware, would take the initiative.

Returning to the room, as expected, Erniang was still awake, leaning on the bed, under the oil lamp, stitching a shoe sole.

His tense expression softened instantly.

"Why aren’t you asleep yet? Didn’t I tell you not to do those things at night? It hurts the eyes."