Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

In the kitchen, Gan Yuwan was busy working enthusiastically. Yun Qiaoqiao assisted her, washing and chopping vegetables with practiced ease.

Yun Shengsheng sat listlessly on the steps by the kitchen door, munching on a piece of cantaloupe.

This was given to me by Steward Chen just now—the old steward had already heard about Yun Shengsheng's deeds from the servants and knew that this child had actually mustered up the courage to snatch that bowl of poison and save his young master last time, and he liked her from the bottom of his heart.

Yun Shengsheng was munching on a melon when she turned her head unintentionally and froze.

About ten steps from the kitchen door, there was a small pavilion. A little boy sat quietly in the pavilion, and there was no one else around.

It's that kid who was so skinny he looked like a skeleton last time.

He sat there alone, his back hunched, looking lonely and somewhat pitiful.

Yun Sheng took a bite of the melon, then another. Seeing that her mother and sister were busy, she quietly stood up, took small steps, and tiptoed over.

The little boy heard footsteps and slowly opened his eyes.

Yun Shengsheng was looking up at him, with half a melon in her mouth.

Wow—those eyes are so beautiful, like glass beads.

The boy's lips curled up slightly.

"What's your name?" he asked softly.

Yun Shengsheng took the melon out of her mouth, grinned, and said, "I... Sheng...?"

Oh, I forgot, I can't speak yet.

Yun Shengsheng was somewhat discouraged and stopped talking in frustration.

The little boy smiled and asked in a very soft voice.

"You mean your name is Sheng Sheng? Sheng Sheng, meaning life without end?"

Yun Shengsheng's eyes lit up, and she quickly nodded, even giving him a thumbs up.

[That kid is really smart; he guessed that!]

Yun Shengsheng pointed to the little boy again. "So, what's your name?"

"Yan Shijin..."

【Yan Shijin?】Yun Shengsheng thought about it for a while, then suddenly her eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

Wow, it's actually Yan Shijin, the future Crown Prince...

Yan Shijin narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze towards Yun Shengsheng becoming more thoughtful.

Having learned each other's names, the two were now acquainted.

Yun Shengsheng was extremely curious: "If he's the future crown prince of the new emperor, why does he look so pitiful now?"

Shouldn't he be recuperating in his royal palace in the capital? How did he end up in a small county town?

Yan Shijin's eyes trembled slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

A sickly man and a mute boy sat in the pavilion, neither of them speaking, creating a somewhat desolate atmosphere.

"Life!"

Gan Yuwan's voice boomed from the kitchen doorway.

She turned her head while holding the plate of food and found that her little girl was gone. She was so shocked that she almost dropped the spatula.

Looking again, I saw the little girl sitting face to face with the young master in the pavilion, and my heart finally settled down.

She rushed over, scooped Yun Shengsheng up, and hurriedly bowed to Yan Shijin before running towards the kitchen with the child in her arms.

Yun Shengsheng leaned on her mother's shoulder, while Yan Shijin in the pavilion waved his hand.

Yan Shijin didn't move, but her gaze followed that small figure until it disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Yun Shengsheng returned to the kitchen and was placed on the steps again.

She picked up the remaining half of the melon and continued eating it, as if nothing had happened.

After the meal was finished, the dishes were served one by one to the table in the pavilion. Gan Yuwan and Yun Qiaoqiao hurriedly ate the meal that the host had given them, took the money, and led the child out, their steps so fast it was as if a dog was chasing them.

As the oxcart drove out of the alley, Gan Yuwan and Yun Qiaoqiao both let out a long sigh of relief.

After arriving home, Gan Yuwan told Yun Huaikang everything that had happened that day.

Yun Huaikang nodded after listening: "Since everything went smoothly this time, it's probably all over. There's no need to worry too much in the future."

Gan Yuwan shared the same thought. After thinking for a moment, she added, "However, just to be on the safe side, I won't go out to cook for others anymore. I think running a pastry business is fine."

Yun Huaikang put down the half-woven bamboo basket in his hand: "Alright, you and the children run the pastry business, and I'll continue being my gardener. With two businesses, even if the pastries don't sell well one day, I can still support the family, and we won't starve."

Gan Yuwan felt reassured upon hearing this.

After resting for less than half an hour in the afternoon, the whole family was busy again.

Some were kneading the dough, some were mixing the filling, and some were tending the fire.

With yesterday's experience, I was more efficient today and made a third more pastries than yesterday.

Gan Yuwan was in a good mood as she looked at the neatly arranged pastries.

The next day, before dawn, the family loaded the pastries onto the oxcart and headed to the market.

Young Master Zhen Linqing insisted on going along, and no one could stop him.

His legs weren't fully healed yet, so he came up with a plausible excuse.

"When you guys are too busy, at least I can help collect the money." So, as usual, he was in charge of collecting the money.

Gan Yuwan helped Yun Pianpian and Yun Shuangshuang wrap pastries, and the three of them improved their hand speed.

Yun Huaikang shouted from the side, while keeping an eye on whether anyone would steal anything.

Yun Qiaoqiao held the drowsy Yun Shengsheng in the back of the oxcart, watching the crowded scene in front of the stall, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

By the end of the 9-11 PM, there were only a few pastries left, not enough for each of them.

Gan Yuwan smiled and said it was time to pack up.

On the way back, Yun Huaikang drove the cart, while the rest of the people huddled in the back counting the copper coins. The coins clattered onto the cloth, piling up into a small mountain.

Yun Shuangshuang exclaimed excitedly, "Mother! Father! We have over 1,800 copper coins today!"

Yun Shengsheng leaned against Yun Qiaoqiao's chest, her eyes curving into crescents.

Actually, it would be even better if Mother could open a pastry shop. Pastries taste best when made fresh. Plus, she wouldn't have to travel so much, and she could make more.

However, every era is different. We don't know what procedures are required to open a shop in this era, whether they are complicated, or what the taxes are. These are all things to consider. We can't act impulsively.

Yun Huaikang also thought of this and planned to ask someone about it when he had some free time.

They worked for two more days, which happened to be the day Yun Shengsheng said she was poisoned to death.

The family was on high alert from early morning, not daring to let any strangers near her.

Yun Shengsheng herself was also very vigilant. Besides, she wasn't the original owner of this body, nor was she that greedy, so why would she steal other people's food?

After selling their pastries, the family rode home in an oxcart. As soon as they arrived at their doorstep, they found someone waiting for them.

Gan Yuwan looked closely and her face showed surprise and delight.

"Lu Shuo? What brings you here?"

Standing at the door was a boy, about fourteen years old, tall and thin. He was Gan Luxuo, the youngest son of Gan Yuwan's second brother.

"Third Aunt," the boy's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes a little red, "Grandpa is sick, I'm afraid something bad might happen... My eldest uncle and my father sent me to find you..."