Immediately afterwards, she teleported again to the business stronghold established by her second sister-in-law, Su Lingwei.

Whether it was the gold and silver ingots piled up in the shops or the rice, flour and oil stored in the granaries, she put them all into her space without any hesitation.

Because of its invisibility, those around it only felt as if a breeze was blowing in front of them.

But not even a shadow could be seen.

After packing up the items, Shen Qingtang didn't dare to delay.

Head to the market immediately.

She knew that exiles were not allowed to use sedan chairs or carriages, so a handcart was the most suitable means of transportation she could find.

She quickly picked out several sturdy handcarts.

After paying, they hired a few laborers to help push the cart and hurried towards the meeting point.

The laborers hired by Shen Qingtang arrived pushing a large cart. The cart was sturdy enough to seat several people and hold a lot of items.

She then stored the purchased food, medicine, and warm clothing into her spatial storage.

With the reserves collected from various prefectures, the space is now well-stocked with food and supplies.

Strangely enough, as the space became increasingly abundant with resources...

Shen Qingtang felt a warm current flowing through her body, and her previously empty dantian began to generate some internal energy, making her movements more agile than usual.

She was reborn into this world, with no memories of her previous life, and had never deliberately learned internal martial arts.

This change startled her slightly, but she quickly realized that perhaps because the space was connected to her own aura, the stockpiled supplies had indirectly helped her improve her martial arts skills.

When I arrived at the meeting point.

Shen Qingtang first helped her grandfather onto the cart: "Grandpa, please rest first."

He then turned and instructed the porter to fetch a smaller cart, specifically for Pei Nian'an.

Before the cart arrived, she noticed a group of people gathered not far away.

The Qin family's daughter, Pei Yurou, raised her hand and slapped Pei Nian'an across the face.

He cursed under his breath, "You jinx! If it weren't for your dead father, how could we have ended up like this!"

Pei Nian'an was knocked to the ground, her face flushed red, but she bit her lip and refused to cry.

He clutched the packet of medicine powder that Shen Qingtang had given him tightly, his eyes filled with stubbornness.

Standing to the side, Madam Qin not only did not stop them, but also sneered and fanned the flames: "Rou'er is right, it is this bastard who has brought bad luck to our family!"

Pei Nian'an was protected behind Shen Qingtang, looking at the arrogant Pei Yurou in front of her.

Suddenly, he hugged her leg and burst into tears.

"Auntie!" he cried, his heart breaking. "How good Father was to you before! He would buy you anything you wanted, and he always thought of you when there were fun things to do... Why do you despise me like this now that Father is in trouble? What did I do wrong...?"

While crying, he secretly clutched the medicine powder that Shen Qingtang had given him in his palm.

Taking advantage of the action of hugging her legs, he subtly sprinkled it on Pei Yurou's skirt.

Pei Yurou was already annoyed by his crying, and hearing these words only fueled her anger. She raised her foot to kick him away, cursing, "You little jinx! Stop crying and playing the victim! I think you're just a debt collector!"

But as she was cursing, she suddenly felt an itch on her leg.

At first it was just a slight itch, but it quickly turned into a burning sensation.

It looked like countless tiny insects were crawling on it.

She subconsciously let go of Pei Nian'an, reached out to scratch, and the anger on her face was instantly replaced by panic.

Shen Qingtang coldly observed this scene, then stepped forward and pulled Pei Nian'an back behind her.

Looking at Pei Yurou, his tone was filled with undisguised sarcasm: "Miss Pei, you hit a child so hard and swore so foully, aren't you afraid of soiling your own mouth?"

"Mind your own business!" Pei Yurou scratched herself while glaring fiercely at Shen Qingtang. "This is a family matter for the Pei family!"

"Family matters?" Shen Qingtang raised an eyebrow. "All I know is that Nian'an is Pei Wuwang's son, and it's not your place as his aunt to beat and scold him at will. Besides, if we're really talking about family matters, have you forgotten the despicable things your mother, Madam Qin, did back then? How dare you come here to bully a child?"