Transmigrated into a fat wife, farming, raising children, and picking up husbands

Wu Liangcai's mind was buzzing as he recalled the casual remark he had made yesterday.

"It's a pity about that desolate garden in the west of the town. If it weren't haunted, it could have been bought for just three taels of silver."

I remember her saying that night, "The restaurant definitely has to open, but we don't have the money right now..."

He just said it casually at the time, but he didn't expect Lin Xiuer to actually go and buy it!

"Father, that garden..." Wu Liangcai opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but not knowing how to ask.

Wu Shih-ren waved his hand: "Alright, alright, this has nothing to do with you. Let's eat!"

Wu Liangcai was pulled to the dinner table, but his mind was filled with thoughts of Lin Xiuer buying the abandoned garden.

"Sister Lin, you're so brave..."

Wu Liangcai shoveled rice into his bowl, but his mind had already flown to Qingshan Village.

He wished he could run over right now and ask Lin Xiuer what she was thinking and what she planned to do next.

But seeing that it was already dark outside, he had no choice but to suppress his temper and wait until tomorrow.

Back home, Lin Xiuer tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep soundly.

She lay in Ping An's arms, her eyes closed, her mind a jumble of thoughts, yet she couldn't make sense of it all.

Inviting a Taoist priest won't work, and moving in directly is even worse. Claiming you're strong enough to ward off evil is nonsense. Anyone can brag. The question is, will people believe you?

What should we do?

Ping An noticed that she wasn't asleep, so he tightened his arms around her, rested his chin on her head, and gently patted her back.

"Go to sleep, think about it again tomorrow. Maybe when you wake up and your mind is clear, you'll come up with a solution."

Lin Xiuer nestled in his arms, inhaling his clean scent, which soothed her agitation.

But my mind was still unruly, spinning and spinning, and I don't know when I finally drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, they set up their stall as usual.

Lin Xiuer walked along the road carrying a basket on her back, her eyelids heavy and her mind still a little foggy.

Ping An glanced at her, said nothing, and simply took the basket from her and carried it himself, so that she could save some effort.

Upon arriving at the market entrance, the usual routine unfolded: lighting fires, setting up stalls, and greeting customers. The queue of neighbors in front of the pushcarts stretched for almost half the street.

But Lin Xiuer was clearly out of sorts; the group was moving exceptionally slowly today.

"Lady Lin, give me a deluxe one with extra meat!" an old man shouted from the front of the line.

Lin Xiuer responded and poured the batter onto the griddle. After pouring it, she stared blankly at the batter spreading out, forgetting what to do next.

Ping An quietly handed over the eggs from the side.

Lin Xiuer took it, cracked it open, and spread it evenly.

"Where's the sauce? Brush on the sauce!"

Seeing that the pancake was about to burn, Lin Xiuer was still in a daze when the old man couldn't help but remind her.

Lin Xiuer then realized what was happening and quickly brushed on the sauce, added meat, vegetables, and rolled up the pancake.

But as soon as she put the slices of meat on the griddle, she forgot to flip them. By the time she remembered, one side of the meat was already burnt and sizzling with black smoke.

"Oh dear! I'm so sorry!" Lin Xiuer quickly flipped the meat over, but it was too late.

The burnt smell assaulted my nostrils, and I almost got burned by the splattered hot oil.

Ping An took the spatula from her hand, removed the burnt piece of meat, put two new pieces on top, and skillfully flipped and grilled them.

Lin Xiuer stood to the side, watching Ping An's smooth and effortless movements, feeling both guilty and grateful.

If he hadn't been watching over things, this whole mess would have been a disaster.

The old man wasn't annoyed; he chuckled and replied, "It's alright, it's alright. Everyone gets distracted sometimes."

The next person was a middle-aged woman, who also wanted the deluxe version with added meat.

The woman peeked out, then looked at Lin Xiuer's face, her eyes filled with inquiry: "Madam Lin, what's wrong with you today? You seem distracted."

"N-nothing..." Lin Xiuer forced a smile, but her hands moved even more erratically.

The neighbors in line saw this and couldn't help but make fun of it.

"What's wrong with Madam Lin today? Has she lost her mind?" another plump woman said with a smile.

"That's right, you forgot to brush on the sauce, and the meat is burnt. This isn't like your usual work!" an older man chimed in.

Lin Xiuer twitched the corners of her mouth, wanting to say something, but not knowing how to say it.

A woman with a pointed lip rolled her eyes and whispered to the person next to her, "I think the couple must have had a fight! Do you think it's because of that singer at the teahouse the other day?"

Upon hearing this, the people around immediately perked up, and their expressions became subtle.

Seeing that many people were paying attention to her, the sharp-tongued woman became even more animated: "I knew it! What kind of good person could that singer be! She looks like a vixen, always bewitching men!"

"Lady Lin, you're still foolish enough to bring someone home. Isn't that like inviting a wolf into the house? You two used to have such a good relationship. Look at you now, you've had a falling out, haven't you?"

Lin Xiuer was completely bewildered when she heard this! But the people around her all seemed to think, "We all understand."

What nonsense is this?! She and Ping An are doing perfectly well! Liu Ruyan is an innocent girl, and all this talk about her is outrageous!

She quickly waved her hands: "No, no, it's not what you think! It has nothing to do with Miss Ruyan. We didn't argue."

Ping An frowned slightly beside him, but didn't say anything, and just continued to look down at the meat slices.

"What else could it be?" the plump woman asked curiously. "You're usually so efficient, why are you so absent-minded and distracted today?"

Lin Xiuer opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to explain.

She can't exactly say, "I'm worried about how to move into a haunted house without scaring you guys," can she?

But then I thought, wait a minute, isn't this a perfect opportunity?

Her worry was that after her family moved into that haunted house in the west of town, people wouldn't dare to buy her cakes.

Instead of racking your brains in silence, why not take this opportunity to speak your mind and hear what your neighbors have to say?

After all, they were her customers.

Anyway, it's no secret that she bought the abandoned garden; it'll spread sooner or later. She might as well take this opportunity to ask them for their opinions directly!

Lin Xiuer took a deep breath and cleared her throat.

"Dear neighbors, the reason why these pancakes didn't turn out well today isn't because my husband and I had a fight. It's because of something else that's bothering us. Since you're all here, I'd like to hear your opinions."

"What is it? Tell me." Everyone looked up at her.

Lin Xiuer paused, her tone tinged with a mixture of helplessness and honesty, "It's like this, yesterday, I bought that abandoned garden in the west of town."

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence.

"puff--!"

Hu Yidao, who was drinking water behind him, was so shocked that he spat out his water.

"What?! What did you say, young lady? When did you buy it? How come I didn't know?"

"Just yesterday, after paying off the gambling den's high-interest loan, I only wanted to ask about the price, but I really didn't expect Master Mei to be so efficient."