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

"Let's stop by Old Hu's house while we're at it," Lin Xiuer said, hefting the bundle of paper money in her hand.

"Let's see how his preparations are going. And while we're at it, let's leave these paper money and white phosphorus with him so we don't have to carry them around."

"Okay." Ping An nodded, and the two of them turned into a quiet alley.

Lin Xiuer stopped in front of a house with a slightly worn gate and raised her hand to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Hu Yidao's rough voice came from inside quickly, accompanied by the sound of clattering footsteps.

The door creaked open, revealing Hu Yidao's dark face. His eyes lit up when he saw Lin Xiuer and Ping An, and he quickly stepped aside.

"It's you! You've come at the right time, come in, come in!"

The two stepped into the courtyard. Hu Yidao's house wasn't large, but it was quite tidy. The door to the main room was open, and light shone from inside.

To Lin Xiuer's surprise, Liu Sanzhen was also there when she entered the house!

The owner of the clothing shop and the tailor was sitting at a worn-out square table in the center of the room.

On the table lay a pile of fabrics of various colors, gauze, sewing baskets, and several sheets of rough paper with simple drawings.

He was holding a large pair of scissors, gesturing at a piece of black cloth. Seeing Lin Xiuer and the others enter, he immediately put down the scissors, his face breaking into a warm and excited smile.

"Hey, Xiuer, Ping'an, you've finally arrived! I've heard about it from Lao Hu! Your plan is really interesting!"

"I've never done anything this exciting in my entire life, except for embroidery and making clothes!"

He rubbed his hands together, his eyes sparkling in the candlelight: "I was thinking, aren't you short-handed? How about we let your wife join us?"

"I'll play the White Impermanence, and Old Hu, with his dark complexion, will play the Black Impermanence. We'll make a perfect pair of soul-reaping messengers!"

He pointed to the pile of black cloth and white gauze on the table: "I brought all the fabric; I'm cutting it to your measurements!"

"I'm thinking, you and that little tyrant from the Wu family can play the King of Hell and the judge! The King of Hell needs to be majestic, and the judge needs to be cunning. I've already figured out how to do it! I guarantee it'll be spot-on!"

Lin Xiuer looked at Liu Sanzhen's eagerness to get started, and then at Hu Yidao's simple-minded nodding. She was surprised at first, and then a complex emotion welled up in her heart.

"Brother Liu, it's not that I don't want you to join, it's just that you know we're dealing with those scoundrels from the Black Fish Gang."

"They are always ruthless and vengeful. If our plan fails, it will implicate you."

"You are a respectable businessman with a shop and a family to support. I can't drag you down with my own family's problems."

Liu Sanzhen's smile faded slightly. He didn't immediately refute, but his eyes lost their usual gentleness and became more serious.

"Xiuer, you're treating me, Liu San, like an outsider by saying that."

Lin Xiuer quickly waved her hand: "No, Brother Liu, I..."

Liu Sanzhen raised his hand to interrupt her and continued, "If you're still the same as before, a gambling addict and a scoundrel, not good to your mother and children, then even if Old Hu talked to me about it until the end, I might not be willing to get involved in your business."

"At most, I'll help you with the outfit for the money."

He changed the subject, his gaze lingering on Lin Xiuer's face for a moment before sweeping over Ping An, who stood silently but with an upright posture beside her.

"Old Hu has told me about your family's situation, and I've personally witnessed how different you are now. You've quit gambling, are making money honestly, are filial to your mother, and love your children."

"Your husband and his wife seem to be decent people. You wanted to live a good life, but you were targeted by those thugs who wanted to cut off your livelihood."

Liu Sanzhen's voice deepened, carrying a toughness rarely seen in ordinary people: "I, Liu San, have run a shop in Peach Blossom Town for ten years. What kind of people haven't I seen?"

"Those guys from the Black Fish Gang are a cancer in town! I tolerated them before because they didn't mess with me. But now that they've bullied you and are resorting to such despicable tactics, it makes me furious!"

"So, sister, don't feel guilty. I genuinely want to help you, and I also want to use this opportunity to vent my frustration! I'm happy to get involved in this mess!"

Looking at Liu Sanzhen's thin but straight back, and at the unwavering determination in his eyes, Lin Xiuer felt a lump in her throat. She couldn't bring herself to refuse.

She took a deep breath and nodded emphatically, "Alright! Brother Liu, since you've put it this way, it would be pretentious for me to refuse! Ping An and I will remember this kindness!"

Agreeing to let Liu Sanzhen join meant more manpower. But at the same time, the burden on Lin Xiuer's shoulders suddenly became much heavier.

She had previously brought Chen Mingxuan and Wu Liangcai along, partly out of a desire to leverage their connections and embolden them. Although the pressure of success or failure was immense, the main responsibility still lay with her own family.

But now, not only has it involved Ruyan, the teahouse girl who was originally completely unrelated to us, but even Liu Sanzhen, who is always kind to others and makes a living with his skills, has been dragged into it.

If she fails, the Black Fish Gang's retaliation will definitely not be limited to her family.

What was originally a playful plan with a touch of suspense and a desire for surprise had now completely changed in Lin Xiuer's mind.

It became a battle that could only be won, not lost. They couldn't afford to lose, nor could they retreat.

She had to win. For her family, which had just started to see improvement, and for those who were willing to lend her a helping hand.

The pressure felt like an invisible boulder, weighing heavily on my heart. But what followed was an even firmer, more resolute determination.

"Brother Liu, I trust your skills. I'll leave the clothes and props to you. Please make them as realistic as possible, but also make them easy to move around in."

"Besides the few of us in this room, there are also Young Master Wu and Young Master Chen, and possibly a girl from the teahouse. We can't let any more people know about this."

"I understand!" Liu Sanzhen patted his chest and assured him, "Once you leave this door, I won't utter a single word!"

"Okay." Lin Xiuer nodded. "Then our action plan needs to be more meticulous."

"Everyone's responsibilities, when and where they will be, how they will cooperate, and what to do in case of emergencies... all of these must be planned in advance."

"In addition to those ghost messenger costumes, we might also need a white gauze dress worn by a beautiful woman under the moon to create the atmosphere."

"No problem!" Liu Sanzhen patted his chest.

"Old Hu," Lin Xiuer looked at Hu Yidao, "are the iron chains ready? They need to rattle and be quite heavy."

"Ready!" Hu Yidao pulled out two rusty but sturdy old iron chains from the corner of the wall.

"I used it to tie up pigs. It's absolutely sturdy and makes a loud enough noise. I also ordered two thicker spares from the blacksmith."

"it is good."

Lin Xiuer nodded. "We still need to wait for news from Young Master Chen and Young Master Wu regarding the specific action plan."

"If Miss Ruyan is willing to help, then the 'introduction' part will be done. If not, then we'll have to trouble Young Master Chen to continue dressing as a woman."