Unaffected, Mu Yi'an went to the backyard to milk the goats, cooked it in the yard, and gave it to the children to drink before bedtime.

In the main room, Jiang Lan felt very wronged and cried incessantly. Jiang's sister-in-law felt that her father-in-law's earlier comment about elders needing to act like elders was directed at her, so she didn't dare say anything more.

"Alright, stop crying now. Tell me, why did you pick a fight with your second sister-in-law? Don't pretend you didn't."

Jiang's mother looked at her crying little daughter, whose pretty face was now covered in tears.

"My second sister-in-law has changed. She wasn't like this before. I can't quite put my finger on it, she's just different. It makes me feel so suffocated."

Jiang Lan couldn't explain why she disliked her current sister-in-law; it was just an emotion she couldn't control.

"People change, some become better, and some become worse. Your second sister-in-law used to be quiet and reserved. But now she's much better; she speaks her mind openly and doesn't keep things to herself."

Lanlan, you need to understand that your family is your support in your husband's family after you get married. And the only family members who can truly care for you in your husband's family are your sisters-in-law. Can your brothers even go to the inner quarters of the house?

Jiang Lan stopped sobbing at her mother's earnest words; she took them to heart. A fourteen-year-old girl should know what she needed to know. There were married women in the village who were mistreated by their in-laws. If their maternal families were powerful, they could come to their husbands' homes to support them. If their maternal families were weak, they simply didn't care what kind of life their daughters were living in their husbands' homes.

"Mother, I understand. I just don't know why, but I feel uncomfortable when I see my second sister-in-law. I will try my best to control myself and avoid arguing with her in the future."

Jiang Lan didn't know if she could do it; sometimes, when her emotions got the better of her, she couldn't control them.

Jiang's mother, being an old and shrewd woman, understood everything. Ever since her second daughter-in-law fell and hit her head, she had become increasingly dazzling. It wasn't just that she had become more beautiful, but rather that she exuded a different kind of charm from within. Seeing that this child was the youngest daughter in the family, pampered and spoiled, she felt a pang of jealousy.

"Think about it carefully yourself. You have three sisters-in-law. As it stands, who will be the one to take the lead and handle things in the future?"

Jiang's mother patted her daughter's hand, walked out of the room, and started preparing dinner.

This dinner was destined to be eaten in quiet solitude. Some people were unaffected, eating and drinking as usual, like Mu Yi'an and Li Qiuniang. Others ate absentmindedly, their minds filled with all sorts of random thoughts, like Jiang Dasao and Jiang Lan.

After finishing their meal and cleaning up, everyone went back to their rooms to rest; there's always tomorrow to do.

In the inner room of the east wing, Chu Yue and Shao Yun were rolling around on the bed, while Shao Ming and Jiang Shuyun were practicing calligraphy in the study. The small calligraphy brush that Manager He had given them last time was perfect for Shao Ming to use for practicing calligraphy. He had been attending school for over a month, had learned quite a few characters, and had begun practicing using the calligraphy brush.

"Dad, I feel that the brush is a bit soft and doesn't obey my commands as easily as writing on the sand tray with a twig."

Shao Ming wrote a few large characters, but they were uneven and didn't look good.

"Everyone's like this at the beginning. When I first started writing with a brush, I was like this too. Don't worry, you're still young. Practice slowly, and you'll get better and better."

Look, aren't your first and fifth characters slightly different? This shows that the more you write, the better you'll write.

Jiang Shuyun treated Shao Ming like her own student, teaching and encouraging him.

He has no experience as a father and hasn't found an effective method yet. But as a teacher, he excels; that's his domain. He has over ten years of teaching experience and has received the title of outstanding teacher—a title he earned through his own abilities, not connections.

"I understand, Dad. I will practice diligently."

The little child started writing seriously again.

Inside the study, the father and son silently wrote their characters, creating a harmonious scene.

Inside the room, Shao Yun was playing with his younger sister, holding a cloth tiger and encouraging her to turn over. The two boys were laughing and having a great time.

Mu Yi'an wasn't idle either; she made clothes for the children out of cotton cloth. The children's clothes weren't very complicated; they were mostly trousers and jackets, not much different from modern children's trousers.

The only difference was that there was no elastic band back then; a waistband was used instead, which wasn't very convenient. Mu Yi'an improved it by leaving a wider two-layered fabric opening at the waistband, through which a cloth strap could be threaded, allowing it to be tied directly. Similar to the drawstring on modern sports pants, it was much easier than a child tying a belt.

After a while, Jiang Shuyun brought Shao Ming in.

"After you finish writing, Shao Ming will come up and play with his younger siblings for a while before going to sleep."

"Yes, Mother."

The little child had an innocent smile on his face.

Mu Yi'an felt that eldest sons shouldn't be raised in such a rigid way, burdened with too much responsibility from a young age. Every child is an independent individual, and they have the right to enjoy their childhood.

The three children were playing and laughing on the bed. Jiang Shuyun watched the children rolling around on the bed and the woman threading a needle under the lamp. It was a beautiful scene. He had never experienced such a life, and he felt quite good about it.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you smiling so strangely?"

Mu Yi'an looked up at Jiang Shuyun, her expression quite varied.

"Suddenly I feel that this kind of life is also very good. It is lively, joyful, and peaceful. I have never experienced this before."

"Yes, there's a sense of peaceful tranquility. My body is a little tired, but my mind is at ease. Humans are strange creatures. I used to want to escape the mountains so much, but now I actually think this kind of rural life is not bad."

Mu Yi'an used to think she should hate rural life—endless tasks, no hope for the future. Now, she doesn't hate it anymore, probably because she's experienced so much and her mindset has become more stable. Back then, she was always afraid she'd never be able to leave, but now she knows she's fully capable. Having learned so many skills over the years, she's unlikely to live a miserable life.

"When life experiences and life experiences are different, one's mindset will also be different."

By the way, go check on the rice paddies tomorrow; you wanted to save seeds, right? Should we talk to your brother-in-law about it? Nobody's ever used this method before, so we don't know how effective it is, but it adds an extra step. I don't know if he'll believe us.

"Find some time tomorrow to go to the Mu family and tell my eldest brother that whether he believes it or not is his business. We've done our duty by speaking up."

Mu Yi'an can now interact with her family without worry, and the Mu family has been genuinely good to the original owner of this body. She will treat them well in return. One day, she will consider them true family.

“That’s fine. Let’s try it for a year first, and then we’ll talk to Dad about the results next year. Things with the Jiang family are not easy to handle; there are many people and many opinions, so we should be careful.”

Jiang Shuyun can no longer think like a son of the Jiang family, but rather like Mu Yi'an's partner, and would always prioritize their own interests.

The two discussed and agreed on what to do next, making sure they were clear about what to do next.

It was getting late, so Jiang Shuyun took the two boys to bed. Mu Yi'an helped Chu Yue pee, and the little girl yawned and fell asleep in Mu Yi'an's arms. That was fast!