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

"I want to make something special, not just a cake."

As Lin Xiuer spoke, she gestured: "I want to make egg pancakes. When you're making the pancakes, you poke a hole in one layer, pour in the beaten egg mixture, and then cook them until both sides are golden brown. The egg and the pancake will blend together, making them crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Then you can spread some sauce and add some vegetables."

"Made and sold fresh on the spot, it's quick, delicious, and you can eat it right away."

She carefully described the appearance and preparation of egg pancakes, a street food from her previous life. Wang listened attentively and nodded slowly.

"This...sounds novel, and I've never seen anyone else do it. Will it work?"

"We have to give it a try," Lin Xiuer said. "We can start by building a lightweight cart and custom-making a suitable teppanyaki grill."

"The market, the school gate, the dock... these are the places with lots of people. People in a hurry or looking for something new will probably buy it."

"You don't need to rent a shop to do this. If you want to move, you can just push it around. It requires little capital and yields quick results."

Ms. Wang was tempted by her words, but she was also worried: "That...that must cost a lot of money for a taxi, right? What if no one buys it..."

"Mother, how will we know if we don't try?" Lin Xiuer said firmly. "We have the capital now. The worst outcome is just losing some time. The cart and stove are still there, and we can still figure out how to make other food."

"But if it works out, we'll have a long-term, stable livelihood."

She looked at Wang Shi, then at the unconscious man on the bed in the room, and lowered her voice: "I want you to not have to work hard in your old age, I want you to be well-fed, warmly dressed, and comfortable in your home, and I also want Xiao Bao to go to school in town in the future."

"But relying solely on digging for wild vegetables and herbs is too slow. We need a stable job that we can settle down in town."

Looking at the flickering hope for the future in her daughter's eyes, Wang finally nodded emphatically: "Alright! I'll listen to you! I may not be able to help with other things, but I can handle the rough work like kneading dough and making pancakes!"

The mother and daughter discussed many details in hushed tones: what kind of cart to use, how big the teppanyaki grill should be, how to prepare the sauce, and how to make the noodles soft and fluffy...

"Your third brother is a good carpenter, why don't you ask him to help you figure out how to build the car?"

"Okay, I'm not planning to go up the mountain tomorrow anyway, so let's turn over the soil in the backyard and plant some vegetables. I'll also find some time to pay back the money I borrowed from Third Brother's family, and ask him about the little cart."

As night deepened, the oil lamp gradually went out.

If you really want to become a street vendor, there are still many things you need to prepare.

Lin Xiuer lay on the makeshift cot on the floor. Outside the window, the moon was bright and the stars were few. She drifted off to sleep, a smile on her lips.

Lin Xiuer slept soundly that night.

The constant travel and the anxiety of the past few days had left her mentally and physically exhausted.

The bedding was just a simple old mattress laid on dry straw, which was hard and uncomfortable.

In her hazy state, she seemed to sense someone approaching and hear rustling sounds. But exhaustion, like a heavy tide, dragged her back into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a sliver of sunlight peeked in through the broken window.

Lin Xiuer woke up to a strange feeling of warmth and constraint.

The warmth came from the newly bought thin cotton quilt covering me; though it wasn't thick, it was enough to dispel the chill of the early summer night.

As for the feeling of being confined, it's because there's a heavy, soft little thing in my arms.

She looked down and saw her baby curled up in her arms, fast asleep.

The little one still seemed to have some tear stains on his face, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and one little hand unconsciously clutched the front of her clothes. His small body was pressed tightly against her, and her even, warm breaths emanated from him.

She was covered with the new quilt that was meant for her mother and Xiaobao.

Lin Xiuer was stunned; she knew what was going on without even thinking.

Wang quietly came in and gave her the quilt. And Xiao Bao... this little guy was actually willing to sleep next to his mother, which made her feel very gratified.

She looked down at Xiao Bao's peaceful sleeping face, his long eyelashes like little fans, and his skin looking exceptionally delicate in the morning light.

In his sleep, he unconsciously snuggled against her and made a soft, kitten-like purring sound.

Lin Xiuer stood frozen, afraid to move lest she wake him. A strange, almost bittersweet tenderness slowly spread through her heart.

"You little rascal..." she sighed very softly, her voice carrying a hint of indulgence that she herself was unaware of.

After lying there for a while, guessing that Wang Shi should get up, she carefully moved her body little by little, trying to lay Xiao Bao flat.

But as soon as she moved, Xiao Bao frowned, gripped her hand even tighter, and mumbled indistinctly, "Mom...don't go..."

Lin Xiuer stopped moving instantly.

That vague "Mother, don't go" was like a fine needle, piercing the softest part of her heart unexpectedly.

She stopped moving, and instead reached out and awkwardly patted Xiao Bao's back, whispering, "Don't go, Mommy's here."

Perhaps the soothing words worked, because Xiao Bao's brows relaxed and he fell into a deep sleep again.

When Wang quietly pushed the door open and saw this scene, a smile that was both heartbreaking and gratifying appeared on her face.

"This child insisted on sleeping with you last night..." Wang lowered her voice, her tone apologetic, "I couldn't persuade him otherwise..."

Lin Xiuer shook her head, indicating that it was alright; she was overjoyed that Xiao Bao was willing to be close to her. She then pointed to the blanket covering her.

Madam Wang smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes smoothing out: "The ground is cold, and you're not well, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. Don't worry, I'm fine. Seeing you like this warms my heart."

Lin Xiuer felt a pang of sadness. The old lady was truly blindly doting on her daughter; if her daughter was doing well, she was doing well too.

Although this family was dilapidated and poor, the warmth of mutual consideration was a treasure that the original owner of this body had never cherished, but which made this lonely soul in another world feel extremely gratified.

She finally gently laid the sleeping baby down, tucked him in, and then got up.

A new day has begun, and there's still a lot to do.

After washing up, Lin Xiuer first went to check on the man on the bed. His condition had stabilized somewhat; his forehead temperature had dropped, and although he still had a fever, it was no longer alarmingly high.

As usual, I fed him a few drops of spiritual spring water, checked the wound, and changed the dressing.

Then, she began to think about the big thing she had planned the night before: to build a small cart.

Lin Xiuer decided to follow her mother's advice and go find her third brother.

Her third brother, Lin Dafu, was a skilled carpenter. Although their relationship had cooled due to the original owner's gambling addiction, his craftsmanship was genuine.

"Mother, I'm going to my third brother's house to see if he's home," Lin Xiuer said to Wang Shi, who was cooking porridge.

Wang paused in her work, a complex mix of emotions and worry flashing across her face: "Your third brother and sister-in-law... are probably still angry."

"I know," Lin Xiuer said with a smile, trying to comfort her.

"It's understandable that my brother and sister-in-law are angry with me. But this time I'm not going to borrow money or cause trouble. I'm genuinely looking for him to do work and pay him. If we really want to make the business successful, there's still a lot we need to prepare."