While driving, I realized that the most important thing is to stock up on all kinds of books.

Then came the emptying of several bookstores.

Unfortunately, on the way back, I saw a combine harvester.

Su Muyao suddenly smiled, thinking, "What if I bring these things back to ancient times? Hehe..."

Next came various agricultural machines, including tractors, plows, seeders, and even several vans.

Even though I know there are some things I definitely can't take out, it doesn't stop me from using them!

In the following days, when the stockpiles around the world were almost exhausted, the thought of weapons came to mind.

I've heard that ancient people had some kind of internal strength. If I, a weakling, can't even lift a finger, and I were to encounter a bandit or something, I'd be dead in no time.

Thinking about this, it seems I still have to risk going abroad to stock up.

Do you think you have any internal strength or kung fu skills? One grenade and you'll be blown back to your grandma's house.

I booked my plane ticket for today, and I don't know why, but I just feel like I need to hurry.

...

Just as she expected, the accident happened on her way back home after she had just finished trading a large quantity of weapons and explosives.

A gang leader had his eye on him. They probably realized something was wrong with him. So many supplies were stored in the warehouse, but after he went there, they were all gone.

Just as he was being chased by these gang leaders, a truck came crashing into him head-on. He swerved sharply and plunged off the overpass.

When she woke up again, she was already inside that scumbag mother's belly.

Fortunately, the money was all spent, otherwise I would have been disgusted to death.

Just like in my previous dream, after landing safely, I was thrown into a mass grave by my scumbag father.

That night at the mass grave was probably the most tragic moment Su Muyao had ever experienced in her life.

Ants crawled onto my body from the ground, and a venomous snake would occasionally dart out from the grass.

Thankfully, the father from my dream quickly rescued me.

The first thing I did after arriving home was sleep. I don't know if it's a baby's instinct, but I just felt really sleepy.

...

After feeding the rice porridge, Old Man Su called the whole family together for a brief meeting.

The main point is that now that there's an extra person in the family, the baby will be placed in the third son's family. If the other sons have objections to this, then the family will split up.

The eldest and second eldest sons naturally had no objections, since they also wanted a girl but couldn't have one.

They picked up the third child, so they can't fight with the other family for him.

The eldest son's wife is a well-educated and reasonable woman, and she also adores her new little girl.

But the second son's wife didn't think so. It was already a famine year and everyone was starving. If there was an extra person in the family, wouldn't they have to tighten their belts again?

I genuinely don't dislike girls, nor do I share those people's preference for sons over daughters; on the contrary, I would like to have a little girl.

But this is a year of famine, and we have so many sons. How are we going to get by?

Old Man Su was thinking about how to give his granddaughter a nice name, and he was planning to go to the scholar's house to name her when there was a knock on the door.

Is anyone home? Can I have some water?

The person who came was an elderly man over a hundred years old, and his Taoist robes were particularly eye-catching.

The old Taoist priest was followed by many villagers who were interested in divination.

The farthest these old ladies had ever been in their lives was that small county town; they had no entertainment options.

They chat about trivial things every day, but now that a strange person has come to their village, of course they have to go and see what's going on.

The old Taoist priest gazed at the golden light emanating from the west wing of the farmhouse, concluding that someone with great merit and good fortune had been reborn into this family.

He bowed respectfully to Old Man Su and asked, "May I ask if your family has recently welcomed a new baby?"

The old man's smiling face vanished instantly. Could this old Taoist priest have heard that he had found a child and was trying to kidnap him?

"No, no, nothing's wrong. You've drunk the water. If there's nothing else, please continue on your way."

Old Su's blunt words were practically saying, "You've had your water, now get out of here!" (*￣m￣)

The old Taoist priest immediately realized the misunderstanding and quickly said, "Could you bring this out for me to see? Your newborn is a person with great fortune. I just want to admire him and perhaps give him a name."

When Old Man Su heard that he only wanted to give the child a name, he figured it wouldn't hurt to bring the child out for him to see.

With all her sons at home, she wasn't worried about an old man taking the child away.

"Okay, I'll bring it out. You can take a look and suggest a name while you're at it."

Old Su turned around and went into the room to bring out the baby. The old Taoist priest immediately bowed to the baby.

This child was not only bathed in golden light, but also had faint purple lotus flower shadows appearing on his hands.

This is no ordinary person with merit.

Old Man Su and everyone outside were completely baffled by what they saw.

What kind of person of this age would perform such a grand gesture of respect to a little child?

Isn't this shortening the lifespan of that child?

The Taoist priest straightened up and congratulated Old Man Su, saying, "This girl is of immeasurable nobility; your family's good fortune is about to arrive."

After saying this, she picked up the tortoise shell and, after some back and forth, calculated a name for herself: Su Muyao.

At this moment, the little person in his arms stared wide-eyed at the old Taoist priest. It was the same name as his previous life. Was this a coincidence or destiny?

This old Taoist priest seems to have some skill; we should be more careful in our actions in the future.

The old Taoist priest didn't explain the meaning before hurriedly leaving.

Old Man Su refused. Since the man had given his granddaughter a name and said auspicious words, he naturally had to give him some copper coins.

"This is just a small token of my appreciation; please don't think it's too little."

The old Taoist priest didn't even glance at it; he wanted to stay as far away from the copper coin as possible. He really couldn't accept it.

"No need, no need. Being able to perform this divination for your granddaughter is already the greatest blessing of my life."

After saying this, the old Taoist priest hurriedly left.

The crowd around Tu Liu whispered among themselves.

After that day, another topic of conversation emerged in the village after meals.

Was the baby they found a lucky charm, and would it bring good fortune to the Su family? They were all eagerly waiting to find out.

If you say they were trying to scam money, they didn't take a single penny, and it does seem like they were.

...

One year later

This is Su Muyao's first year in Taoliu Village, and she is almost one year old.

I was able to walk independently as early as last month, but this past year has been incredibly frustrating.

First, they couldn't control their urination and defecation, and then every day they were eating either cornmeal porridge or wild vegetable porridge.

I eat some myself occasionally.

Fortunately, I managed to secretly give them some things along the way.

Now, no one in the village knows their own name anymore; they all call themselves Fu Bao.

The reason is simple: throughout the year, I would either throw out a couple of chickens or let out a sheep every now and then.

The villagers all believed that their good fortune had brought them these things, which did make their offerings seem more reasonable.

Taking too much is never good; the big stuff is released about once every three months.

But whenever the Su family got something good, they would take it to town to exchange for money, and then use the money to buy fine rice to cook soup for themselves.

Every time, Old Man Su would hug himself and show off to the other old men and women what good things his little granddaughter had brought him.

Now, almost everyone in the village keeps their distance from Old Man Su, because he's just too talkative.

However, every time he sees Su Muyao, he always goes up to hug her in turn.

This made Su Muyao, who couldn't speak yet, feel extremely tired. Fortunately, she could speak and walk now, so she could refuse completely.