Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life - Chapter 349 - 349: It Has Nothing to Do With Money

Chapter 349 – 349: It Has Nothing to Do With Money

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Chuan’er is going?”

“He doesn’t have the time. It’ll take him a month to go back and forth.”

“You’re not thinking of sending Ling’er and Jiamei, are you?”

“Why not? The carriage is new, the road is smooth, and they will have a sheep by their side. Arrange a few guards, and consider it a sightseeing trip. At their age, they should experience some adventures. How can women stay at home all the time?”

“They are just like you. Tomboys.”

“That’s how they won’t be bullied. I’ll make amulets for them later, ensuring good luck.”

“We’ve received and returned all the New Year gifts, but Princess Mu and County Princess Xiao sent New Year gifts through messengers. I wanted to wait for your decision.”

“Accept them. In the future, if they need anything, I’ll do what I can. Both of them are good girls.”

“Wife?”

“Yes?”

“Should we kiss?”

“Haha. Do you miss me that much?”

“Yes.”

“Sure, haha.”

A serious man and a cold-blooded woman did something intimate in the room as the moon hid behind the clouds.n(0)vel(b)(j)(n) was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B(j)n.

On the twenty-eighth day, Qiao Mai went to Penglai Pavilion and discussed the matters of Tianshui Town with Old Master and Mistress Wang. She glanced at Jiaru, who was looking at her.

“Grandmother, how is she doing?”

“She’s well-behaved. She’s educated in all aspects, courteous and knowledgeable, but she has lost some of her playfulness from before.” “She’s already thirty. She should stop being playful.”

Qiao Mai thought of something and took a jade bottle from her sleeve.

“Grandmother, this is a Beauty Pill. Let her take it. I hope Young Prince Shunqin will still cherish her after bringing her back to the mansion, and the children will love her.”

Old Mistress Wang excitedly grabbed the jade bottle. “Is it expensive?”

“Not at all. I refined it myself. Let her take it. At the very least, it will make her ten years younger.”

Old Master Wang put down the book in his hand and stared at the jade bottle, saying earnestly, “Thank you, girl.”

“Don’t thank me every time. It loses its value if you say it too often.”

“Hehe, my wife, give it to her to eat now.”

Qiao Mai looked at Old Mistress Wang. “Eat it. It’s my first time refining this. I don’t know how effective it is. But don’t worry, there’s no poison.”

Old Mistress Wang beckoned to Jiaru. “Girl, come here.” Jiaru obediently walked to her. “Grandmother.” “Eat it; this is your sister Qiao’s goodwill.”

“Thank you, Sister Qiao.”

Jiaru took the pill and swallowed it. It melted in her mouth, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

In seconds, her face seemed to regain vitality. Her skin became fair and tender, even better than when she was eighteen or nineteen.

Old Master and Mistress Wang rubbed their eyes, settling down after realizing it wasn’t a dream.

“It’s great. I was worried that Prince Shunqin might not like her when they took her back during the New Year. Now, it seems they will reconcile.”

“Reconciliation is impossible, but it might make Prince Shunqin treat her better. After all, his backyard already has several women.”

“Sigh, the more money a man has, the more women. It’s the same in every family ”

“Having many women isn’t just about having money. It’s about character and human nature.”

“Take Jiaqi as an example; he’s a good man.”

“He is, but without me, he would have been deceived countless times when he was young.”

“Haha, your grandfather is the same. He was tricked by women many times when he was young, but he managed to escape.”

“Have you prepared the New Year’s gift when Jiaru returns to the mansion tomorrow?”

“Her father has already arranged it. You don’t need to worry about this.”

“That’s not right. Anyone who leaves our mansion must be properly sent off. I’ll arrange it now so that the Prince can also taste our delicacies.”

“Thank you.”

Old Master and Mistress Wang didn’t stand on ceremony with her. Qiao Mai left, and Jiaru watched her back.

“Grandmother, I think I know her.”

“Of course. She’s your sister. Back then, you were close friends.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Why do you think you’re living at her house?”

“I will treat her well too!”

“Yes. When you go back tomorrow, remember what your grandmother taught you.”

Upon hearing this, Jiaru felt a bit at a loss. “Grandmother, Jiaru is afraid.”

“Don’t be afraid. I will send Nanny Chang with you. If you want to return, tell your mother-in-law you didn’t learn much. Grandmother has talked to her about it. She will let you go.”

“Okay, Grandmother. Can I take Xiao Hong back when I return?”

“No, Xiao Hong is a gift to me from your sister. She is rare and shouldn’t be shown to others easily. When you return home, don’t mention it to anyone.” “Okay. Granddaughter will come back as soon as possible.”

Old Mistress Wang looked at the playful little cats in the room, unable to stop smiling. These lovely animals always brought joy and happiness.

On the twenty-eighth day, Wang Jiaru returned to Prince Shunqin’s mansion with three carts of New Year gifts.

Prince Shunqin came to pick her up. He had long wanted to visit Lucky Garden. How could he let go of such a good opportunity?

He smoothly escorted her back and took away several carts of delicacies. When he saw Jiaru, it was as if they were back to their initial encounter. Jiaru’s blushing face left the young prince in awe.

Back at the mansion, surrounded by the children, Jiaru appeared like a noble young lady.

The Old Princess Consort was satisfied, even holding her hand to inquire about her well-being. This made Jiaru relax; it felt like coming back home.

This New Year, Old Master and Mistress Wang had no plans to go anywhere. They were getting old and didn’t want to be bothered.

Moreover, with Jiaqi and Qiao Mai’s status, it was not suitable for them to visit Bichun Garden again.

Let Wang Zongsheng and Wang Zihan handle everything. Lucky Garden was well-prepared, awaiting the arrival of the New Year.

On the thirtieth day, every family welcomed the New Year with joy and festivity.

At this moment, an old Taoist and a young disciple arrived at Lucky Garden’s gate. The old man held a dust brush and frowned at the house. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy followed him.

“Evil aura! The evil aura in this house is unexpectedly strong.”

“Master, the Ming Dynasty is thriving now, and there haven’t been any incidents of demons or monsters eating people.”

“Not eating people doesn’t mean it’s not a demon!”

“But this disciple didn’t notice anything. Instead, I saw an auspicious omen.”

“What do you understand? The evil aura is well hidden. With your shallow cultivation, you can’t see it.”

“Hmph, I didn’t expect a demon to be in the capital. I should have descended from the mountain earlier.’ “What should we do?”

“Come, let’s go to the palace first.’

The master and disciple arrived at the palace gate, and the old Taoist held a jade token. The guards of the Imperial Army led them into the palace.

The emperor rested in his sleeping chamber when an eunuch came and whispered something in Yubao’s ear.

Yubao hurriedly came to him.

“Your Majesty, Daoist Qingfeng is here.”

The old emperor stood up excitedly. “Quick, prepare a pot of tea with the tea leaves I got from the Qiao family.”

When Daoist Qingfeng entered the hall, the old emperor greeted him.

“Haha, Qingfeng, it’s been a long time.”

“Qingfeng pays respects to Your Majesty.”

“That’s enough. We’ve been friends for so many years. Don’t be so polite and sit. ”

The two took their seats as hosts and guests, with Yubao pouring tea for both. The young disciple stood behind the Taoist, lips sealed, not uttering a word.

“Today is New Year’s Eve. Why did you come at this time?”

“I just left the mountain and wanted to take a stroll. I ended up here.”

“You went on a journey again?

“I came to see you. Come, give me your hand. Let me check your pulse and see your physical condition..”