"Sister, if this deal really doesn't work out, let's just forget about it! I'm just a servant. The master wants someone who is healthy and can bear children. Let alone someone who is sick, even if she were a good person, I wouldn't dare bring someone as thin as a bamboo pole into the mansion!"

Zhao Si waved his hand, "I have to rush back to the manor to report. This girl is pitiful. Let your Sun family take good care of her. Don't let a life be wasted."

Seeing the silver that was within her grasp slip away once again, Madam Jin was so angry that she picked up a rattan cane and wanted to whip Sun Xiaoman.

Hearing her grandson's cries, Old Mrs. Sun staggered in, leaning on her cane, and roared, "Second son's wife! If you dare to hit Xiaoman today, you might as well beat this old woman to death too! Miao'er has already been tormented half to death by you, and I don't care about my old body anymore!"

"When have I ever bothered Miao'er? I bet Xiaoman learned his nonsense from you, you old woman! Bah!"

The rattan cane in her hand did not fall on Sun Xiaoman. Jin glared fiercely at Sun Miao'er, pondering Zhao Si's attitude today. She thought that the chance of getting rid of this jinx was slim, but there was plenty of time in the future. It was just a matter of beating her a few more times.

"You good-for-nothing! And you traitor! If I hadn't given birth to you, you wouldn't be here causing trouble for me!"

Sun Xiaoman was already familiar with Jin Shi's unpleasant words. To him, "mother" was just a title. Although he had never experienced a mother's warmth from Jin Shi, his sister and grandmother gave him just as much love.

Jin slammed the door and left. Old Mrs. Sun's wrinkled face was filled with grief. She moved unsteadily to the bedside. Her poor granddaughter had lost her parents and barely survived, but now she was seriously ill.

"Grandma, my sister is alright."

Sun Xiaoman closed the door and saw Jin enter the main room. She comforted Old Lady Sun, "Sister, wake up quickly."

Sun Miao'er opened her eyes, wiped the soot from her face, revealing a clean and healthy complexion. She was no longer sickly. "Grandma, I'm fine. It's just that my aunt was going to sell me, so I came up with this idea. Miao'er doesn't want to leave. Xiao Ning's indenture hasn't been returned yet, Xiao Man hasn't grown up, and Grandma's illness hasn't gotten better. How can I abandon you all?"

"Good child! It's alright, it's good that you're alright!" Grandma Sun was amazed by her granddaughter's plan. She hadn't expected that it would actually fool Zhao Si, and that he had finally escaped from danger.

Sun Miao'er knew that Grandma Sun was heartbroken. "Grandma, don't worry, I'm really better this time. Miao'er is the child you raised with love. I will take care of you and support you in your old age."

"Yes, yes! Xiaoman will also take care of Grandma in her old age, together with her sister!"

Sun Xiaoman nodded in a childish voice as she followed behind.

Hearing her grandchildren's words, Grandma Sun felt that all her love and care for them hadn't been in vain. "If we can get away with this now, but there's a next time, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you!"

"Grandma, don't worry, from now on it's Miao'er's turn to protect you two!"

Since the original owner gave her a chance to be reborn, she will definitely protect everything in this family in the original owner's place, whether it is her grandmother who spoiled her or her grandson Xiaoman who is devoted to her.

Where to begin? A less-than-pleasant smell drifted in on the southwest wind.

"Grandma, it stinks!" Sun Xiaoman covered her mouth and nose and buried her head deeply in Grandma Sun's lap.

Sun Miao'er suppressed her nausea and asked, "Grandma, why does it smell like pig manure?"

The smell of pig manure was so unforgettable for Sun Miao'er that once she smelled it, she would never forget it for the rest of her life. Besides, the wind in this farmhouse was only allowed to enter and not leave.

"Oh dear, I almost forgot! At the end of last year, my nephew from my mother's side sent over a few piglets. Unfortunately, I'm too old to feed pigs, so I gave them to my second son's family to raise. But I've never seen them go into the pigpen. I can't believe these piglets are still alive!"

Pig farming? Getting rich?

Sun Miao'er had learned a lot about this kind of subject matter from a previous program, "Take me to see it quickly."

Grandma Sun led Sun Miao'er and Xiaoman to the outside of the pigsty. As soon as Xiaoman smelled the overwhelming stench, she hesitated and said, "No, sister, I don't want to go in?"

"Good boy, Xiaoman, come inside with me. After I fatten these pigs up, I'll slaughter them and make braised pork for you!"

Upon hearing about food, Xiaoman immediately forgot about the stench. "Sister, let's go!"

The scene inside the pigsty was extremely appalling. Although Sun Miao'er had prepared herself mentally, she had not expected it to be so terrible.

Pig manure was everywhere. The piglets, which should have been white and tender, were covered in it. And shouldn't pigs be plump and white? These pigs were so thin they barely looked like pigs anymore.

Fortunately, he still had a breath left.

It's easy to guess that these pigs have been surviving on their own excrement for some time now. The rotten vegetable leaves in the corner are no longer recognizable, and it's unclear how often Jin feeds them.

Sun Miao'er felt like she was the savior of these pigs.

"Xiaoman, go fetch some water."

Sun Miao'er gave her a wink, and Sun Xiaoman immediately sprang into action.

Although the pigs were a bit smelly and thin, they were in good spirits. Their grunting and shaking of their heads gave Sun Miao'er a glimmer of hope.

After some fussing, Sun Miao'er cleaned the piglets thoroughly. Although the pig manure was foul-smelling, Sun Miao'er gritted her teeth and scooped it out of the wooden bucket, thinking that it was good fertilizer for crops.

Sun Xiaoman didn't understand why her sister kept all that stinky excrement, but the thought of braised pork beckoning to her filled her with energy.

After settling the piglets in, Sun Miao'er encountered a problem with feeding them.

"Grandma, where can I get pig feed?"

When Grandma Sun heard her granddaughter's question, she was completely baffled. "Miao'er, Grandma doesn't know what kind of feed you're talking about?"

"Ah, so what do these piglets usually eat?"

Sun Miao'er suddenly realized that she had thought the pigs here were also fed with feed, but now she thought they probably ate more vegetable leaves and grains.

But given their circumstances, they can't even feed themselves, let alone have any extra grain to feed the pigs.

"Pigs eat pig feed, but it's a pity that I'm too old to cut it anymore, otherwise these piglets wouldn't have ended up in such a state!"

"I see," Sun Miao'er nodded thoughtfully. "Xiaoman, why don't you come with me to cut pig feed tomorrow?"

Given her environment, the original owner of this body couldn't possibly be unfamiliar with pig feed, but she didn't. Fortunately, she had Sun Xiaoman as a capable assistant, which saved Sun Miao'er a lot of trouble.