Jiang Youran, reborn at the age of four, decided to marry her mother, Mrs. Su—who died in depression before she was 28 in her previous life—to her cousin, Duke Ping, who had always harbored feeling...
The boy scratched his head, looking quite embarrassed, and said, "No need, I don't have any rice at home..."
Xiao Youran smiled and said, "What's wrong with not having rice? Your grandma hasn't had meat in a long time, has she? I'll save this seat for you. Why don't you go and call your grandma over too?"
The young man hesitated greatly, "Is...is it okay?"
Little Youran nodded like a little adult, "Of course!"
She then asked each child one by one, and when she heard that some of the children said their homes were in the houses on the east side of the mansion, she used various methods to get the children to call all the adults in their families over for tea.
She emphasized to the crowd at the door, "We came from the capital and brought some fine tea with us. If you want some, we'll brew it for you all in a bit. But there's one condition: no one in the family should be treated unfairly; everyone who wants some should come and drink it together."
At her urging, almost everyone in the rooms on the east side was called in.
When she first entered the village, she carefully observed the terrain in front of and behind the old house from inside the carriage.
Having a general idea of the tragedy that was about to happen tonight, I made a special effort to take care of the villagers living in the houses on the east side.
The adults watching from the sidelines were puzzled, but when they heard that there was tea brought from the capital to taste, they were very curious. Some of them hurriedly went home to get teapots and teacups to fill the teapots.
Yun Manyuan and the others exchanged glances, none of them understanding what their little cousin was up to.
Yun Tianyi was even more furious. This spendthrift little cousin of hers was going to squander all the good stuff and didn't want to leave anything for their family?!
He grew angrier the more he thought about it, and forcefully poked the slice of meat he had picked up in the bowl.
It's been so long since I've had meat...
Seeing those unfamiliar children across from him eating with their mouths full of grease, he felt so sorry for them...
All of these should have belonged to them!
Looking at the sky, which had already turned completely dark, Xiao Youran slowly walked to the kitchen with her hands behind her back to instruct Zhao Mama on how to make the next dish.
In the kitchen, she saw Granny Li, Granny Wang, and Hongyu helping out, clearly hoping to get a bite to eat while they were nearby.
She was finally relieved.
At that moment, two huge bolts of lightning flashed, followed by a rumble of thunder in the distance.
She had a bad feeling and ran back to tell Uncle Feng to take out some tea leaves and start brewing them immediately.
She then went on to promote her tea with great enthusiasm, insisting that the children living in the east room call all their parents over for tea.
Jiang Youchen really didn't understand her actions, and neither did Zhou Shi and Li Shi, who were watching from the sidelines.
Li then quietly pulled Xiao Youran aside and asked her, "Aren't you going to waste all this tea leaves?"
Xiao Youran shook her head, "Our great-aunt disliked the Su family's money and food, so we cooked all the things we brought and distributed them to everyone. In the future, we can stay in Sanyang Village cleanly and eat and live with you."
Zhou was exasperated. Her family of nearly twenty people hadn't even solved their livelihood problems yet, and now they were going to have to add six more mouths to feed?
Xiao Youran could see the pressure on Zhou Shi, and quickly said, "Don't worry, Aunt, we can take care of our own meals."
Zhou felt no relief, because she was thinking, "If you stay here, you'll waste everything you brought. How will you feed yourselves in the future?"
Jiang Youchen couldn't understand his younger sister's actions at all, but he could only keep an eye on whether the water for brewing tea was boiling, as assigned by his sister.
Xiao Youran didn't explain much, but repeatedly confirmed whether the children living on the east side of the village and their families had all come.
The rain was getting heavier, and the children around the dinner table were getting more and more excited.
As they waited, they not only enjoyed the beef and corn soup that Zhao's mother served later, but also the incredibly delicious mutton and radish soup, which was finally ready. Zhao's mother ladled it into a large pot, put it on the table, and then distributed small bowls to each of the children.
Xiao Youran was also worried that they would eat too fast and their stomachs wouldn't be able to handle the greasiness, so she cooked a combination of meat and vegetables.
It was already close to 9 PM.
Some children couldn't wait and ate it all at once, only to be scalded and wince, which made the other children laugh.
Several neighbors also brought over large bowls of rice and placed them on the table for the children to serve themselves.
Xiao Youran specifically reminded the Yun family children, "You haven't had any meat in a long time, so you should definitely eat something."
A single sentence brought tears to the eyes of the young lady, Yun Manyan, and Yun Manyin also felt deeply saddened. The two exchanged a glance, then each took their bowls of rice and returned to their rooms.
The Yun family children sitting around the table included the third, fourth, and fifth daughters, as well as the fourth and fifth young masters. The eldest daughter, Yun Manying, was only ten years old. Although she was a little unsure, seeing everyone eating so happily, she didn't think much of it. She was already very satisfied to be able to eat something delicious.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and several adults who had been watching went home.
Several others wanted to wait for their children to finish eating before going back together, so Xiaoyouran invited them all inside to wait.
Xiao Youran would occasionally stand at the door and look around.
She didn't actually know when this terrible tragedy would happen, and could only secretly pray that these people would stay together a little longer and go back a little later, so that they might be able to avoid the tragedy.
The rain outside was drizzling down, showing no signs of stopping; in fact, it seemed to be getting heavier.
The children inside ate with great joy. This meal was a wonderful surprise for them, and the dishes were as plentiful as if it were Chinese New Year.
Several adults held rough porcelain teacups, sipping the extremely expensive tea that was supposedly brought from the capital, while chatting idly.
Some even eyed the meat and vegetables on the table, and would occasionally run over to their children to grab a bite of meat.
Some people felt that there was no point in waiting any longer on such a rainy day, and that it was better to wash up early, go to bed, and hide under the covers.
So someone told the child to finish eating and go home, then took an umbrella and went out to go home.
Xiao Youran already knew about the adults living in the three rooms on the east side and had memorized their faces.
Seeing this person about to leave, she felt a growing anxiety, but despite racking her brains, she couldn't think of any suitable reason to make him stay any longer. She could only watch helplessly as he walked towards his home to the east, holding his oil-paper umbrella.
In her haste, she hissed and summoned the little accounting notebook.
"Please, let the mudslides on this mountain stop!"
It would be good if they disappeared. Let these villagers go back; as long as they can save their lives, that's enough.
To everyone's surprise, a line of text popped up in the little notebook: "You must not do anything against the will of Heaven!"
Xiao You Ran: ……
What are you saying about defying the heavens at this point?