Transmigrated into a Widow, Raising a Child and Farming to Skyrocket to Success

Yuan Dou Dou transmigrated in one go, becoming an orphaned woman with a young, nursing son.

Her biological parents are unknown, her mother-in-law is dead, and her uncle and aunt cannot be rel...

Chapter 105 An Bihuai Asks for Help

Little White came running after smelling the aroma, peeking its little head in through the doorway before daring to come in.

Yuan Doudou had just finished kneading the dough, divided it into small portions, kneaded them, flattened them, and rolled them into thin, round sheets, similar in size to hand-pulled pancakes. She put them in the pan to cook, flipped them over after one minute, and cooked them for another minute until they were done.

If you're prepared, it will taste even better if you put filling inside.

As darkness fell, Yuan Doudou moved the table to the yard as usual, where it was brighter outside than inside.

"Anji, stop playing and wash your hands before eating," Yuan Doudou said to Anji, who was playing with building blocks, as she placed the food on the table.

Anji immediately put down the building blocks, went to wash his hands, and obediently sat down at the dining table.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mother. Thank you, my dear Mother." Anji clasped his hands together, his attitude quite devout.

Yuan Doudou laughed out loud: "Who did you learn this from? Not bad, you've improved."

Anji kept his mouth shut. He couldn't tell his mother. His uncle had told him to say this, and his uncle had also said that he had to keep it a secret from his mother.

"I came up with it myself," Angie casually made up a reason.

Yuan Doudou praised, "Not bad, you're teachable. It warms my heart."

Angie really is a warm-hearted man; she began to fantasize about her happy retirement.

Little White was eating braised fish down below, making gurgling noises. It was so delicious that it completely forgot about how it should eat.

"Mommy, look at Little White, his face is covered in sauce."

Yuan Doudou turned to look at him, and Xiaobai's face had turned into a dark one, hahaha.

Little White rolled its eyes as it ate, saying, "It's all your fault! You made the fish all black, but it tastes pretty good though."

After Yuan Doudou finished laughing, she put another piece of fish into its bowl. "Xiaobai, eat more. I'll make you another one tomorrow."

Xiao Bai was a great hero. Yuan Doudou didn't tell Anji because she was afraid the child would blurt out about the pearl.

After eating the fish, Xiaobai's belly was so round that it was difficult for him to eat another bite of river clam.

"Xiaobai, if you can't finish the river clams, save them for tomorrow." Seeing Xiaobai looking worried about the river clams in another bowl, Yuan Doudou comforted her.

Xiao Bai seemed to understand, and walked to the other side, slowly washing her face and hands.

Anji took the guokui (a type of flatbread), ate half of it, and then dipped the other half in the fish soup. It tasted delicious.

"Mother, if you could take this cake out to sell, I'm sure someone would buy it," Anji said, suddenly having this idea while eating with relish.

Yuan Doudou thought it made a good point. The little guy had a great idea. If people always make the same kind of food, they will get tired of it sooner or later, and it will be easy for others to imitate it. It would be better to change it up every time.

At school, she often ate egg pancakes in the morning. The auntie who sold the pancakes would prepare the pancake wrappers in advance. When someone came to buy them, she would put the thin pancake wrappers on the griddle (a round pan with a raised center), add various stir-fried vegetables, sprinkle with scallions, oil, salt and seasonings, cover with another layer, fold it over and over again until it was about the size of her palm, wrap it in newspaper and put it in a plastic bag.

The steps are very simple, but she doesn't have a griddle, so she has to make it on the spot, and it may not even be compatible with the stove.

She found the blueprints for the food cart and drew out the appropriate griddle dimensions.

“Anji, come with me to the blacksmith Li Datou’s house.”

The village has a fairly complete range of craftsmen, including carpenter Li Dahai and blacksmith Li Datou.

"Mother, what do you want to see him for?" Angie asked curiously.

Yuan Doudou smiled and said, "Mother, listen to Anji and prepare to set up a stall to make egg pancakes tomorrow."

"Really?" Angie found it unbelievable. He was just a little kid, yet his mother listened to him.

Yuan Doudou nodded firmly: "Anji is small, but he's a good helper to his mother."

Anji's steps became lighter, and his inner joy was beyond words.

When we arrived at Li Datou's house, he was counting stars with his grandson.

"DouDou, what do you want to fight?" Li Datou put his grandson aside and asked.

He was the only blacksmith in the area, and all the pots and farm tools in the village were made by him.

Yuan Doudou took out the blueprints and showed them to him: "A pancake pancake base, do you think it's easy to make?"

Li Datou took one look and saw that it wasn't difficult. It was just the opposite of what you would normally use for an iron pot, with the bottom of the pot used as the surface and the curvature of the pot very small.

"It's simple, it can be done in one night. I'll charge you a small fee for materials, one hundred coins."

Iron is quite valuable here; a pot costs a hundred, so it's definitely not overpriced.

"I didn't bring any money with me when I went out."

Li Datou waved his hand: "It's okay, we pay when we come to pick up the goods."

Large items require a deposit, but this small pot doesn't matter.

After leaving the Wang family, Yuan Doudou led Anji home.

On the way, I ran into An Bihuai. He seemed to be in trouble, and his face looked very pale.

"DouDou." He waited for a long time at DouDou's door, but no one came, so he wandered around the village.

Yuan Doudou ignored him and walked straight home.

"Dou Dou, your second uncle has something to ask of you." An Bihuai lowered his voice, sounding quite helpless.

Yuan Doudou stopped and glanced at him sideways: "Second Uncle, you saw what Second Aunt did. Unless you have no conscience, you wouldn't do such a thing. I was the one who helped your family when you were in trouble. Instead of thinking about how to make money to pay me back, you tried to steal my money. Do you think there's any point in us talking?"

Yuan Doudou's voice was cold and clear. All the illusions she had held before had now been shattered without a trace.

An Bihuai sighed: "I know that your second aunt has been blinded by greed this time. I have already taught her a lesson, but no matter how outrageous she is, she does not deserve to die. Now she has been injured by that white cat, her body is covered in sores, and she keeps vomiting blood. The doctor came and said that there was nothing that could save her."

"The doctor has already said so, what's the use of you coming to me?" Yuan Doudou suddenly thought of the virus. Zhuang Shuhui was scratched by the cat, so she might have been infected with some kind of virus.

She's not a doctor and doesn't know anything about medicine, so it wouldn't be of any use to her even if she did.

"What I really want is for you to help me find a good doctor. Maybe he can save your second aunt's life." An Bihuai's eyes reddened. No matter how bad Zhuang Shuhui was, she was still the mother of three children.

Li Tianlang flashed through Yuan Doudou's mind. Could it be that he was also looking for her?

"Second Uncle, who are you looking for? Why don't you go find them yourself?" Yuan Doudou asked impatiently.

An Bihuai frowned and said, "Doudou, it's not that your second uncle is deliberately troubling you. Your second uncle went to invite Doctor Li from Tianming Medical Hall, but he kicked me out, saying that I had to pay a registration fee of one tael of silver, which I really didn't have. Later, I heard that this Doctor Li is not an ordinary person and would not come to treat patients."

Yuan Doudou knew this, otherwise Zhao Anling wouldn't have approached her.

"What's the use of contacting me?"

An Bihuai breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed Yuan Doudou's hand as if it were a lifeline: "I know that when my sister-in-law was seriously ill, it was Doctor Li who treated her. You must have a close relationship with him."

"Second Uncle, don't talk nonsense." Yuan Doudou shouted sharply, "I have no connection with him whatsoever."