At home, Mo Yan took out the salted eggs and steamed them with the porridge for lunch. There were eighteen of them in total.
Mo Ling and Mo Feng had both come back, but Mrs. Liang hadnât yet, so she still didnât know what had happened at the Lu familyâs.
Mo Feng immediately entered the kitchen. When he popped open the lid of the pot containing the porridge and saw the salted eggs, she was overjoyed. Mo Yan was forced to restrain him before he could eat any.
âThese are to be sold. You can only eat the ones that are cracked.â
Fortunately for him, two of the salted eggs cracked when steaming, and he took those to eat. Mo Yan put the others in a straw basket to deliver to the Cao family in the afternoon. Speaking of the Cao family, they hadnât repaid the medicine fees to them yet!
âSis, we forgot about the medicine money we still havenât repaid the Cao family yet! How can we ask for money for these salted eggs?â
Mrs. Liang just returned then, and said, âThen weâre just unfortunate. We only have your weak body to blame. Weâll just use these salted eggs to pay for the medicine fees; Iâll send them over to the Cao family in the afternoon.â
When it came to the Cao family, Mrs. Liang was unusually enthusiastic. She set off immediately after having lunch.
Mr. Cao hadnât come back yet, but Cao Zhang had just finished lunch and was still at home. Mr. Tian was there as well.
Mr. Tian wasnât from the village, so the Cao family was responsible for his food. He had just finished his lunch as well.
He asked about Mo Feng, and Mrs. Liang replied, âMy sonâs a poor student, and thereâs no way heâs passing the imperial examination. He wonât be going to school anymore because his dad will take him to the city to earn money next year. I was just planning on telling you that!â
âThatâs good! If he can help out with your familyâs financial situation, Miss Mo Ling wonât have to work as much anymore.â
Why did he randomly start talking about Mo Ling? However, Mrs. Liang quickly dismissed that train of thought.
Ms. Li came out from the kitchen, âMrs. Liang, youâre here. Are you here to deliver the salted eggs?â
âYes, these are the ones that have already been salted and steamed.â
Mrs. Cao came out from her room. Not a single strand of her hair was out of place, and none of her clothing even had a single crease.
âMrs. Liang, Iâm sorry I had to make you run all this way in this heat. How much does this cost?â
Mrs. Liang smiled widely, âItâs just a few eggs, donât worry about it. After all, we havenât paid Mr. Cao back for the medicinal fees yet!â
Mrs. Cao let a faint smile appear on her face, âWeâre all from the same village. Itâs fine.â
She still hadnât let Mrs. Liang in after all this time. Ms. Li took the straw basket and took it to the kitchen, returning the empty basket.
âIâll go back first. If you want more salted eggs, just send someone over to tell me.â
When she turned around, she saw Cao Zhang and complimented him, âYoung Mr. Cao, youâre a good student and youâre handsome. Youâre truly excellent.â
Mrs. Cao covered her mouth with a handkerchief and lightly rolled her eyes at her, âHeâs just exceptional in Chenzhong Village. He wouldnât have a chance to showcase his talents in the capital at all!â
That implied she was confident Cao Zhang would pass the imperial examination and become an official in the capital. She hadnât put Chenzhong Village in her eyes at all.
There were rumours that her family was well-off and she had relatives who were officials in the capital already. She had probably gotten many connections already.
Tomorrow was a market day, and Mrs. Liang was wondering if they should do business in the market as she got back home when she saw Mo Yan sitting under the tree in the courtyard.
âWhat are you doing here? Why arenât you taking a nap?â
âHowâs the business from the Lu family?â
When she raised this topic, Mrs. Liang couldnât help but sigh, âWho knows! Lu Junming doesnât want to go, but his father is insistent.â
When Mo Yan went back to her room, she saw Mo Ling was sewing, and was halfway done with making a girdle. However, it was grey and it didnât seem like it was made for a girl.
âSis, who are you making this girdle for?â
âMyself.â
âThen you should use yellow, I saw it in your sewing basket! Why are you using grey? It looks so old-fashioned!â
âWhat do you know!â Mo Ling said angrily, but a faint blush appeared on her face. If Mo Yan was a ten-year-old girl, she really wouldnât know anything, but she had been a woman in her twenties in her past life. It was clear to her that her sister liked someone.
The sky was alight with fiery clouds, and half of it was dyed red. Mo Yan looked at the sky excitedly, âSis! Look!â
Mo Feng had left his room, and even his face had been dyed by the fiery clouds, âItâs not that rare. Donât be so dramatic!â
Mo Ling looked at the sky and smiled, âMum, letâs go to the market tomorrow!â
She replied from the kitchen, âOk, then chop up the onions and pickled vegetables. Instead of surviving on the goodwill of others, we should earn money ourselves.â
By that, she meant the Lu family. As long as they went back home from the market on time tomorrow, they would be able to make lunch.
Mo Feng realised something and said, âJudging from the sky, tomorrow will be a sunny day.â [1]
Mrs. Liang said, âStill, bring an oil tarp and some umbrellas. We can block out the sun even if we canât block out the rain.â
Mo Ling went to find some wooden sticks to tie to their wheelbarrow, so they could hang their oil tarp above it. Mo Yan went to wash and chop the onions while her sister worked on the pickled vegetables.
The Mo family was thinking about the future around the kitchen table.
Mo Ling said, âMum, donât make too much flatbread; it doesnât taste good cold. Bring some dough instead, and we can cook them on site if needed.â
Mo Yan interjected excitedly, âWe could make it thin and make fried pancakes. They taste even better!â
âWhat are pancakes? Why do you say all these strange words?â
âSorry, Iâll show you how to make them tomorrow.â [2]
âAlright. Tomorrow, Lingâer is responsible for buying the meat. Donât buy pre-cut meat, we can cut it thinner ourselves to make it seem like thereâs more meat in each portion.â
Mo Ling responded in the affirmative.
The next day, Mrs. Liang and Mo Ling had already finished cooking the flatbread when Mo Yan woke up. Unexpectedly, Mo Feng had woken up on his own as well.
Mrs. Liang said with heartache in her voice, âSon, why did you wake up so early? You donât have school and you donât have to gather medicinal herbs either!â
âIâm going to the market with you. Iâm good at arithmetic and I can help you collect money!â
These words made Mrs. Liang as happy as a clam. âGood, you just have to help us collect money and calculate how much we got!â
Although they wouldnât be getting any money for their work at the market, the two sisters were still happy. At the very least, their mum would be nicer than usual.
After they finished preparing, the four of them went to the market. They went to the same place as last time, and the vendors next to them greeted them.
Mo Ling had immediately went to buy the meat, and returned by the time Mrs. Liang had lit the stove. When she opened the paper bag, there was a piece of smoked meat, but also a lot of different miscellaneous bits.
Mrs. Liangâs face darkened, âWeâre making wraps, why are you buying these bits of miscellaneous meat and intestines?â
Mo Yan smiled even wider, âItâs a wrap. Itâll taste even better with these various bits.â
Post-edit notes: I feel like this is going to be good, especially for Mo Feng. This is more character development than everyone else combined had received up until this point!
[1] Mo Fengâs using that knowledge from school. I had no idea he actually learnt anything from there judging from how poor of a student he was made out to be.
[2] Please give us more reminders that Mo Yanâs actually a transmigrator, because I always keep on forgetting. The âtransmigrationâ portions of her character are directly opposing the ânon-transmigrationâ portions of her character.