What Have I Done Since Transmigrating?!

Tian Yu, an orphan, transmigrated to another world after a car accident. She woke up to find herself with a 5-year-old son and a husband who had long disappeared.

Just as she was about to sta...

Chapter 27 Understanding

"That won't do either. If you don't go in, I'll go with you." With that, Tian Yu sat down where Chen Chong had just been sitting, ready to stand guard at the door with him.

Seeing Tian Yu's sullen expression, Chen Chong chuckled and scooped her up, carrying her back into the house. Tian Yu quickly made up a bed in the other room for Chen Chong to sleep in for the night. Only then did she return to her own room and lie down next to Tangyuan.

The next day, Tian Yu didn't know when Chen Chong left. She got up a little late, and when she came out, Zhao Jinxin was already with several villagers waiting to demolish the house. Tian Yu asked Tang Yuan if she had seen Chen Chong, but Tang Yuan hadn't seen him either. Looking at the neatly made bed in the house, it seemed that he had left a long time ago.

Several people first moved a few pieces of furniture from Tian Yu's house to the tent that had been set up before they started dismantling the house. Tian Yu counted five or six workers. Uncle Ping, who was also there, chuckled when he saw Tian Yu and asked why he was only paying wages and not providing meals. Tian Yu replied that it was wrong for him to want them to earn more money. Uncle Ping chuckled again and said not to forget to invite him to a meal when the house was finished and he moved in. Tian Yu said he definitely would, and he would invite everyone to a meal. Uncle Ping was even happier to hear this, and Da Huo was also happy, saying they definitely had to come to the meal to taste Tian Yu's cooking and see if Uncle Ping was just bragging. Later, after Zhao Jinxin explained, Tian Yu understood what was going on. It turned out there was such a thing, and it was all thanks to Uncle Ping, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to find so many people.

As Tian Yu watched the thatched hut slowly being demolished before her eyes, a mix of emotions welled up inside her—emotions for Xiao Tian, ​​for herself, for Tang Yuan, and for Zhao Moyan, whose face she could never quite recall. No matter where she was, no matter the circumstances, she would live well and cherish those around her.