Transmigrated as a Peasant Baby Who is Pampered by All-Chapter 548 - 334: Yang Zhangshi (Part 2)

In the afternoon, just when it was almost time to eat, Mrs. Yang Zhang unexpectedly came to find Er Niang, saying she needed to go back for a while.

"Go back?" Er Niang was surprised. "It’s quite late now, by the time you get back, dinner might already be over."

But Mrs. Yang Zhang insisted, "It’s fine, I ate well at lunch, and I’m not feeling hungry right now. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to come back early tomorrow morning and won’t delay the work."

Since she had said so, Er Niang didn’t say much more and only replied, "Then you wait a moment."

Saying that, she turned and went back into the house, and after a while, came out with a few steamed buns.

"These were steamed at noon and haven’t had a chance to be reheated. You take them and eat slowly on the way, chew well."

There was no rice made at noon, only steamed corn buns and some cooked dishes. The buns were made in excess and not finished. They’re preparing to celebrate Qixi and Auntie Yang today. The kitchen is stewing meat, but it’s not done yet.

The golden corn buns immediately brought tears to Ms. Yang Zhang’s eyes: "Sister-in-law, you are kind-hearted. In the future, you will surely be safe and prosperous!"

After saying that, she took the buns, bowed deeply, and quickly turned to leave.

Er Niang watched the direction she left in, surprisingly going towards the village. Thinking about it, she guessed she was probably looking for Zhang Yuan, maybe to borrow the ox cart, at least faster than walking.

Then she didn’t think much more and turned to go back home.

At noon, after it was mentioned that Qixi would recognize Auntie Yang as a godmother, Uncle Liu was looking at dates in the afternoon, and wouldn’t you know it, today was the best day.

So simply deciding that there was no better day than today, in the evening, Uncle Liu acted as a witness and directly hosted the adoption process between the two, also stating that tomorrow he would help the mother and son find a good place to build a house first.

Let’s not talk about that now. On the other side, Mrs. Yang Zhang went to her elder sister-in-law’s house, not to borrow the ox cart, but to borrow thirty wen of money.

Today, when Master Liu gave her the idea, he explained it in great detail and also taught her how to avoid implicating others.

Earlier, when she went to borrow money from her elder sister-in-law, her husband was also nearby. He just asked what she was going to do, and knowing she wanted to go back, he didn’t bother much, not even asking what she was going to do so late.

Mrs. Yang Zhang had long been completely disappointed with this man.

Since she couldn’t count on him, Mrs. Yang Zhang could only trust herself. This time, she either takes her children out of the fire pit or sends her daughter to her death.

Master Liu also said that the consequence of doing this would be that she would definitely be scolded.

But now she couldn’t care about that. If she continued to let the current situation be, not only would her daughter have no way to survive, but her two sons might also be exploited for life.

Thinking about this, a determined look appeared in Mrs. Yang Zhang’s eyes.

The moon was bright tonight, and even without a torch, she could see the road. She walked back to the village, and it was almost midnight. Her body was very cold, but her heart was burning with passion; it was the heated anticipation of seeing the dawn.

She only ate one of the buns that Er Niang gave her on the way and had three left. She wrapped them in a handkerchief, carefully put them in a bush by the roadside, and then hurried to the village head’s house.

Regardless of whether it was the middle of the night, she went straight to knock on the door. Curses quickly came from inside.

"Who is it? What are you doing so late?"

"Aunt, it’s me. I have something to discuss with the village head."

"Yang Cheng’s household?" The voice inside was surprised, then hurriedly woke the person next to them, and the couple came out to see Mrs. Yang Zhang, very surprised.

"Yang Cheng’s household, weren’t you in Xiangmu Village helping with work? Why are you back? Oh my, your clothes are ice-cold; come in and talk first."

The village head and his wife were in their fifties. They quickly invited Mrs. Yang Zhang inside. The village head also got up, put on clothes, and lit an oil lamp to see what she had to say.

Since it was already this late, Mrs. Yang Zhang didn’t delay and directly took out two prepared copper coins.

"Village head, there aren’t many literate people in the village who can write, and only you, the village head, can handle my in-laws. I came to you so late today because I want you to write a contract."

"Contract? What kind of contract?" The village head was still somewhat sleepy, but became alert this time.

Mrs. Yang Zhang quickly recited a few lines.

She had memorized these lines for a long time in the morning, remembering them firmly, afraid of forgetting and delaying things.

"What? You want to..." The village head couple almost cried out in surprise.

The village head’s wife was even more incredulous, "Yang Cheng’s wife, you must think carefully. Doing this is no better than marrying Da Ni to that old widower."

Mrs. Yang Zhang gave a bitter smile, "Village head, auntie, no matter what, at least Da Ni can have a way to live. Please help me with this, as long as we don’t tell, no one will know it was written by you, the village head."

The village head’s wife wanted to persuade more, but the village head waved his hand, indicating she shouldn’t say more.

"No matter what, this is your decision as her mother. I just hope you won’t regret it. As for the Jiang family, although they moved to Xiangmu Village for only a short year, they are known as an honest family, and should be okay."

After speaking, he ground the ink and wrote down a contract. After the ink dried, he handed it over to Mrs. Yang Zhang.

Mrs. Yang Zhang quickly handed the copper coins to the village head. It’s customary to pay for the writing service, as paper and ink are not free.

After carefully keeping the contract, Mrs. Yang Zhang left, not forgetting to retrieve the buns she had hidden in the bush before leaving.

The distance from the village head’s house to her home was quite far. On the way back, she rehearsed several times in her heart how she would speak and what expressions to make.

Once she reached the door of her house, she stood for a deep breath to calm her emotions.

Just as she was about to knock on her in-laws’ door, a child suddenly emerged from the cowshed nearby. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Mom? Is that you coming back?"