CHAPTER 44: CHAPTER 44: JIANG HU’S PLAN

No matter whether Jiang Hu himself could sense the difference, the village chief and Liu Yang felt that the Jiang family was indeed blessed by a lucky star.

Even when leaving, Liu Yang asked Jiang Hu for a pot of water, thinking that drinking the water from Jiang’s family might bring some good fortune. He wanted to take it home for his family to taste.

Jiang Hu was speechless, but he still filled a pot with water for Liu Yang to take back.

The village chief saw this and was a bit tempted, but he wasn’t as thick-skinned as Liu Yang and didn’t dare to ask, so Jiang Hu pretended not to notice.

After the two left, Jiang Hu returned to the house. The children were already asleep, and only Er Niang was still awake, waiting for him.

During this time, Jiang Hu made some beds whenever he had the chance. Two smaller ones were placed in the corner of the room, allowing the eldest son and second daughter to sleep separately.

There was also a large bed, still in its original position, where he, Er Niang, and the two little ones slept together.

Now, they finally didn’t have to sleep on wooden boards. Although there was still straw laid under the mat, this real bed was much more comfortable to sleep on.

Moreover, sleeping on the ground was damp, which was not good for one’s health over time.

What worried them the most was the youngest child, Xiaomi, who didn’t make a fuss, slept until dawn, and didn’t insist on sleeping with her brother and sister.

"Brother Hu, what did the village chief want with us?" For Er Niang, the village chief held significant weight as he was in charge of the whole Fuan Village.

The village chief’s sudden visit made her a bit anxious.

"It’s nothing major," Jiang Hu then recounted the matter and smiling wryly, said, "Liu Yang insisted that the water in our house tastes better than the well water, and took a pot when he left."

Jiang Hu originally mentioned it casually, but when he finished, he noticed Er Niang seriously contemplating something.

Jiang Hu quickly asked, "What’s wrong, Er Niang? Do you also think there’s something wrong with the water?"

Er Niang nodded, "It’s not that there’s a problem, but I feel Liu Yang isn’t wrong. I also think the water in our house tastes better than before, and even the food cooked with it tastes better."

Jiang Hu scratched his head, "Really? I thought it was just because your cooking is better than mine."

After all, during Er Niang’s confinement period, Jiang Hu cooked himself. Once she was out of confinement, he didn’t cook anymore; he would only build a fire occasionally.

Though he hadn’t noticed any difference in the water himself, he did have a slight feeling about the food he ate daily for so long, though he never paid much attention.

Moreover, Er Niang had always been a better cook, so he didn’t think much of it.

Er Niang laughed, "I used to cook meals too, and there is a difference."

Jiang Hu shrugged, "Anyway, I think Er Niang’s cooking is delicious."

As for anything else, he truly didn’t pay much attention.

Then Jiang Hu hugged Er Niang and lay down, "Alright, Er Niang, don’t think too much about it. Now I understand, our Xiaomi and Tiedan might really be the reincarnations of a lucky star."

Speaking of this, Jiang Hu himself was filled with amazement. Back then, he propagated the lucky star idea to prevent Xiaomi and Tiedan from being demonized.

At that time, they all knew it was fake; there was no such thing as a lucky star.

But now, reality forced him to doubt, questioning whether this lucky star might not just be something he casually mentioned, but actually real...

Er Niang was a bit worried, "Brother Hu, if things continue like this, will people start thinking our children aren’t normal? Would they..."

Thinking about the scary stories she heard as a child, Er Niang felt scared.

The two children were placed in the inner part of the bed, and as Er Niang waited for Jiang Hu, she sat in the middle of the bed, now being hugged by Jiang Hu.

Jiang Hu patted his wife’s back. His broad chest immediately reassured Er Niang’s worried heart.

"Don’t be afraid. Those stories we heard before were about ill-fated stars, disaster stars that people wanted to avoid."

"But our children are different. Our children are lucky stars, who can bless Fuan Village."

Er Niang understood this reasoning, but her worries wouldn’t dissipate, "I’m just afraid someone might harbor evil intentions and think badly of the children."

Jiang Hu had thought of this too. It’s why they always took the kids with them whenever they went out to work.

"Er Niang, do you remember the first batch of vegetables we planted? I specifically saved several to leave for seeds. I just told the village chief and Liu Yang that once we harvest the seeds, we’ll share some with anyone who wants them."

Er Niang was surprised, "Really? But what use are these vegetable seeds?"

Jiang Hu wasn’t worried about this, "Don’t you forget, Er Niang, the most important thing in farming is the seeds. The better the seeds, the better the crops will grow."

"These vegetables grew well, and you saw how the flowers were bigger than before; the seed pods were also larger and fuller, ensuring the seeds are good."

Er Niang nodded, "I understand that. But even if we give them the vegetable seeds and they grow better, just planting vegetables won’t fill the stomach, will it?"

"If we sell in town, unless they’re particularly tasty, they might not sell well. And with more sellers, the price won’t be high either."

Because of the distance, she’d only been to Xiangma Town once, but they lived much closer to a town before. She used to sell vegetables there, and with good luck, a basket could fetch a few copper coins, but with bad luck, she’d bring them all back.

There were many villages near that town, so there was no shortage of supplies.

However, Jiang Hu just smiled, "Don’t forget, Er Niang, the vegetable seeds are just a signal. Our willingness to share the seeds shows that we have Fuan Village in mind."

"Currently, besides vegetable seeds, we will have seeds for various grains. If they all grow well, we can sell some seeds to the villagers at the price Anliang Warehouse pays, ensuring the villagers appreciate our goodwill."

As for giving them away, that was out of the question. He understood the principle of gifts turning into grudges.

The saying ’a mouth receiving food and hands receiving gifts feel obliged’ applied here. As long as they showed their willingness to share prosperity with everyone, no one, out of jealousy, would have ill intent.

After all, these were considered lucky stars. Before anyone would do anything bad, wouldn’t they first consider if it might impact their own luck?

So, for now, Jiang Hu wasn’t particularly worried about their current situation.

Listening to what her husband said, Er Niang finally felt at ease. If so, she just needed to take care of her two children, and nothing would go wrong.

Jiang Hu yawned and patted Er Niang’s back, "Alright, let’s get some sleep. We need to go back to the fields to work after we wake up."

Today, they were weeding in the fields. The sorghum had grown to thigh height, and while weeding, they had to bend over and be careful not to break the seedlings, which wasn’t easy work.