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

After pouring the wine, Lin Xiuer stood up with the glass in her hand.

Everyone at the table looked at her.

"The fact that this meal was able to be prepared so quickly is all thanks to everyone's help."

Her gaze swept across everyone's faces. "Thank you, Mr. Liu, for the tables and chairs. Thank you, Ruyan, for the desserts you made."

"Thank you, Brother Hu, for building the stove. Young Masters Mingxuan and Liangcai also worked all day; their hands must be blistered, right?"

Old Hu waved his hand, "Young lady, you're being too polite by talking to us like that."

"It's so great to get together with everyone, do some work, chat, and enjoy such delicious food as yours."

"This is much more interesting than spending every day at the gambling den. Don't you two young masters agree?"

"That's right, that's right, Xiuer, don't be so polite with us. We're friends who've been through thick and thin together. We can chat and banter here and have a good time."

"Alright, everyone's hungry now, so I won't stand on ceremony. Just tell me what you'd like to eat next time. I, Lin Xiuer, will make it for you."

She raised her glass to everyone: "A toast to all."

"Sister Jinglin!" Wu Liangcai was the first to respond, standing up with his cup in hand.

"We also salute you!" Chen Mingxuan also stood up.

Everyone stood up, and their glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.

The liquor was a bit spicy, but after swallowing it, my stomach felt warm and cozy.

Lin Xiuer downed her drink in one gulp, sat down, and called out to everyone, "Eat, eat, don't be shy, everyone pick up your chopsticks!"

Hu Yidao had been waiting for these words. He picked up a piece of fatty intestine with his chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth, and nodded repeatedly as he chewed, "This is the taste! I've been craving it for so long!"

Liu Songnian picked up a piece of braised tofu, chewed it slowly, and nodded: "This tofu is well-braised, flavorful, and tender."

Liu Ruyan picked up a piece of chicken liver, took a bite, and her eyes lit up: "Sister Lin, this is delicious."

"Eat more if you like it." Lin Xiuer smiled and put a piece of her chopsticks on her plate.

The two young masters, Chen Mingxuan and Wu Liangcai, stopped pretending and each grabbed a pig's trotter to gnaw on.

The pig's trotters were stewed until they were so tender that they fell off the bone with a single bite, and the tendons and skin were sticky and chewy, leaving your mouth full of gelatin.

"That was so satisfying!" Wu Liangcai said, his mouth full of grease, his words muffled. "Sister Lin, with your skills, why don't you just open a restaurant!"

Chen Mingxuan nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, we'll all invest together!"

Hu Yidao scoffed: "You two should mind your own business first. Can you even keep track of the accounts? You're still investing money in others."

Neither of them got angry; they just burst into laughter.

Ping An sat next to Lin Xiuer, eating by himself while also putting food on Lin Xiuer's plate. He would put a piece of pork intestine in her bowl one moment, and a piece of tofu the next.

Lin Xiuer looked at him, feeling a warmth in her heart.

The table was bustling with activity. Xiao He didn't need to be invited; she tasted this and that, finding them delicious and fragrant. She ate with gusto, her little mouth never stopping.

Like Old Zhou, Hu Yidao smacked his lips as he ate, muttering "Delicious, delicious."

The two young masters, Chen Mingxuan and Wu Liangcai, started arguing as they ate. One said the pig's trotters were the best, while the other said the pork intestines were the most fragrant, and neither would give in.

The moon rose high in the sky, and its cool, clear light spilled into the courtyard, mingling with the lantern light and making everyone's face feel warm and cozy.

The dishes on the table gradually disappeared, and the wine jugs were emptied one by one.

Hu Yidao's face was flushed from drinking, and he insisted on playing a drinking game with Liu Songnian.

Liu Songnian smiled and waved his hand, then went to pester Chen Mingxuan. Chen Mingxuan had no idea how to do this, and he was forced to drink several cups, slumped on the table groaning.

Wu Liangcai wasn't much better off, clutching the wine jug tightly and muttering, "Sister Lin...come again tomorrow...I want to eat more..."

Two blushes rose on Liu Ruyan's face as she watched them bicker, her lips curving into a smile.

Xiao He's eyes were bright; she looked at this and that, as if she wanted to remember them all.

Lin Xiuer leaned against Ping An, looking at the people in the courtyard, and suddenly felt that this was how life should be.

It was lively and bustling, with people around, food to eat, and drinks to drink.

After a while, when everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the moon was high in the sky.

The dishes on the table had all been eaten. Chen Mingxuan and Wu Liangcai were both quite drunk, their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they were slurring their words.

The young men brought by Chen Mingxuan and Wu Liangcai each took one side and carried their drunken young master out.

Wu Liangcai was already walking unsteadily, his feet feeling like they were stepping on cotton, but he still didn't forget to turn around and call out, "Sister Lin... I'll come again tomorrow... to help you tidy up."

"Alright, alright, you should walk steadily first." Lin Xiuer smiled and stuffed two oil paper packages into Wu Liangcai's two little followers.

"Take this back with you, give one to Wu Lizheng and one to Master Mei to try."

Two braised chickens had already been eaten, leaving four. Lin Xiuer wrapped them in oil paper and told them to take them back.

Wu Lizheng, needless to say, is the head of the town.

Regardless of what Master Mei did in the past, at least he hasn't really made things difficult for Lin Xiuer yet, and has even helped her quite a bit.

It's only right to give him a chicken to try.

The assistant nodded and took it.

Chen Mingxuan wasn't much better off; his face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and he was muttering, "I'm not drunk, Lao Hu, come again."

The waiter was supporting me, but I tripped and almost fell.

Lin Xiuer also handed one to his young shop assistant: "Take this one back with you, and let your master and mistress try it."

Chen Mingxuan nodded dazedly, not knowing whether he had heard clearly or not.

"Go back and give your young master some hangover soup. He'll be fine after a nap," Lin Xiuer instructed from behind.

Two young men grabbed him and dragged him out while agreeing with him.

Liu Ruyan helped Liu Songnian and they were about to go back when Lin Xiuer handed her the last braised chicken.

"Ruyan, take this one back with you," she said. "The teahouse gave us so many tables and chairs today, take this back and let Boss Zhang try it to express his gratitude."

Liu Ruyan took it and smiled faintly: "Sister Lin, you're too kind."

Liu Songnian stroked his beard and nodded: "Mrs. Lin is very kind."

Lin Xiuer watched the father and daughter slowly walk away and disappear at the end of the alley.

Old Hu patted his stomach and burped: "Little sister, I'm off too. See you tomorrow."

"Take care, Brother Hu."

Old Hu waved his hand and swaggered away. He was carefree, eating his fill while his family was hungry.

The courtyard finally quieted down.

Only Lin Xiuer, Ping An, and Xiao He remained.

The moonlight shone quietly, and the table was littered with cups and plates, with a pile of bones.

Xiao He helped clear the dishes; the plates were almost completely empty, with only a little soup left.

Lin Xiuer bent down to pick up the chopsticks that had fallen on the ground. "Hurry up and pack up, let's go back to the village."

"It's too late, Xiaobao and his mother are still waiting at home."

Xiao He responded and stacked the bowls into the basin.

Ping An puts things onto the cart.

Lin Xiuer bent down to fetch water to wash the dishes, and just then...

"call--"

A gust of wind.

wrong!

It's not the wind.

She looked up and saw several dark figures standing on the courtyard wall.

Before Lin Xiuer could react, the men in black had already leaped and landed in the courtyard!

Four dark figures, each with their faces covered by a black cloth, their entire bodies wrapped in black, only their eyes showing.

The leader was a burly man who held a knife in his hand, the blade gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Lin Xiuer's mind went blank.