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

Yun Huai'an and Song Xiaolin walked side by side, chatting and laughing, each holding a wild pear they had picked along the way, which they were happily munching on.

"What kind of health regimen is this? Washing yourself in dirt first, then soaking in spring water?" Song Xiaolin took a bite of pear and joked indistinctly, "I don't think your method is reliable at all."

Yun Huaikang rolled his eyes and took a bite of the pear.

"I heard it from a wealthy man's wife. Anyway, I just tried it out, and now you feel better, right?"

Song Xiaolin felt something was off, but he nodded anyway. "It feels quite comfortable. I feel refreshed all over."

As the two approached, they could finally see the three people standing in front of them.

Yunhuai'an.

There were also two constables in uniform.

Yun Huaikang paused, and asked suspiciously.

"Brother, what are you doing so late at night?"

Yun Huai'an opened his mouth, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Gan Shuanzi couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward, pointed at Yun Huai'an, and said to Yun Huaikang, "Uncle Huaikang, he said you killed someone and buried the body."

Yun Huai'an's face could only be described as "pale as death".

He suddenly looked around, but there was no sign of Yun Linlin or Liang Dahua.

Upon hearing Gan Shuanzi's words, Yun Huaikang's eyes widened in disbelief. "Brother, are you saying I killed someone?" he exclaimed.

His voice suddenly rose, filled with grievance and anger. "Who did I kill? Huh, did you see me kill anyone?"

"Even though we don't get along, that's our own business! You can't just make baseless accusations and try to ruin me like this; that's really disheartening!"

Just then, several villagers carrying hoes, who had just finished working in the fields, passed by.

They all turned their heads and saw the whole scene. After figuring out what was going on, they all frowned and shook their heads.

"Huai'an, how could you, as the elder brother, wrongly accuse your own brother like this? This is murder, not petty theft! It's a grave crime!"

"Yeah, that'll get you beheaded!"

People around him chimed in, "That's right, if you're sick, just go see a doctor."

"Don't spew nonsense and falsely accuse people..."

……

Zhang Delan stood in front of her pigsty, furious.

Her family's carefully raised, fat pig had vanished. She quickly went out to search for it and finally found the red rope used to tie the pig at the entrance of Yun Huai'an's courtyard.

She bent down to pick up the rope, pushed open the courtyard gate, and rushed in with a shout.

Inside the room, Liang Dahua and Yun Linlin were waking up, each clutching their heads, and had just sat up.

I felt a throbbing pain in the back of my head, and before I could even think about what had happened, a dark figure rushed in.

"Fuck your mother—you dare steal my pig!" Zhang Delan grabbed Liang Dahua's hair, her other hand already swinging out to slap her face. "I'll beat you to death today!"

Liang Dahua was caught off guard and took two solid blows to the face, which stung painfully.

She wasn't one to be trifled with; with a howl, she pounced on him, yelling, "Zhang Delan, are you crazy! When did I ever steal your pig?!"

The two instantly started fighting, their hair was disheveled, their shoes flew off, and the quilts on the kang (a heated brick bed) were trampled into a mess.

Zhang Delan pointed at the edge of the table as she hit, her voice so loud it could lift the roof off.

"You shameless bastard, you still won't admit it? Look! There's a pig's head sitting on your table!"

"Why can't you buy pork in town? Why steal our pig!"

Yun Linlin quickly intervened to break up the fight, and looking in the direction the woman was pointing, her eyes widened in surprise.

On the table, there really was a big pig's head.

The pig's head had just been slaughtered; blood was still oozing from the cut, dripping across the table and onto the floor.

Yun Linlin's mind went blank for a moment. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

Zhang Delan was furious. She beat the mother and daughter severely, then grabbed the still-bleeding pig's head from the table, her bloodshot eyes glaring as she demanded, "Tell me—where did you put my pig's carcass! Give the meat back!"

Liang Dahua and Yun Linlin were beaten black and blue, looking at each other in bewilderment. How could they possibly know where the pig's body was?

At the same time, a rich aroma of meat wafted out from Yun Huaikang's courtyard.

Gan Yuwan, wearing an apron with her sleeves rolled up high, happily directed several maids and boys to dismantle a whole pig into several large basins.

A basin of pig's blood, a basin of pig's offal, a basin of pork ribs, a basin of pig's trotters, pig's hocks...

Yun Pianpian helped out, sprinkling salt into the basin while pouting and muttering, "What a waste of such a big pig's head..."

Gan Yuwan patted her with a smile: "What's a pity? How can we claim to have been caught red-handed if we don't leave a pig's head there?"

Yun Shuangshuang chimed in, "Exactly! That Zhang Delan and her son are shameless—not only did they bully our Xiao Liu, but they also turned around and blamed us. Now that we've taken most of her pig, we've let them off easy."

Yun Qiaoqiao pinched her nose and came closer, glancing disdainfully at the basin of pig's blood and offal: "Mom, what's the use of pig's blood and offal? Just throw it away, it stinks!"

Yun Shengsheng squatted beside the pig offal, her eyes sparkling.

Hey—pig offal is a real delicacy!

[The pig intestines are thoroughly cleaned; stir-fried or braised, they're incredibly delicious! And the pig's blood—once it solidifies like tofu, cut it into chunks and stir-fry—it smells absolutely amazing. There's also pig offal soup…]

Gan Yuwan was originally planning to take the basin of waste water out and throw it away, but when she heard her little girl's words, she paused.

"These are all good things. Let's not waste them. Mother will study them; maybe they can still be eaten."

Yun Shengsheng quickly nodded: "Eat...eat it! It's delicious!"

She can now utter two words at a time.

Gan Yuwan smiled gently: "Okay, okay, Mother will make it for you."

She started to think to herself, since her little girl said it was delicious, then it must be delicious.

It just so happens that she is about to open a shop, and the shop is so big that just selling pastries is too limited.

If we can turn these unwanted offal into something special, it might even become a signature dish.

At night, the family sat in the courtyard enjoying the cool air. Yun Pianpian had an oil lamp lit beside her and was sewing something with her head down.

Yun Qiaoqiao leaned closer: "Second sister, what are you sewing?"

Yun Pianpian's fingers stiffened, and she gathered the items into her palm: "It's nothing, it's a waste to throw away the scraps, I'll just sew a purse... for fun."

Yun Qiaoqiao said "Oh" and didn't ask any further questions.

Gan Yuwan was counting money again, and by the end, her eyes were crinkled with laughter.

Yun Ziyan sat obediently to one side, looking at her older sister and then at her younger sister, and smiled silently.

He's living a really good life now...

At the same time, Yun Huai was at home, amidst a bitter wind and rain.

The family of three was in increasingly dire straits, and they realized they had fallen into a trap.

But what could they do even if they knew they'd fallen into a trap? They went to report it to the authorities themselves, and the whole village laughed at them. The pig's head was found on their own table—where could they complain? They even had to compensate Zhang Delan with two taels of silver before she would finally let it go.

At this moment, the eldest son, Yun Zide, returned. After hearing the whole story, he frowned and asked, "Father, did Second Uncle's family give any of the five hundred taels of silver to my grandparents?"

Yun Huai'an was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Yes, yes! If your grandparents knew that the second son had swallowed five hundred taels of silver and hadn't given them a single penny, they'd tear the roof off his house!"

"Go now! Go right now..."