I transmigrated into a farming novel and started with a campervan.

To prevent Zhao from defaulting on the debt, Wang Yiyi specially asked the village head to act as a witness and had Zhao deliver the grain.

Li smiled broadly as she looked at the ten jin of wheat: "Sanya, I knew you were the smartest person in our family. This grain is enough for us to eat for two days."

She feels completely refreshed now.

Wang Dashan looked at the wheat, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

"I'll cook wheat porridge for you tonight, and also stir-fry some wild vegetables with eggs." Li took the wheat and went into the kitchen.

Wang Yi hurriedly followed. She really couldn't get used to the food. There was food in the RV, but she couldn't just not eat every time everyone else was eating.

She didn't want to mistreat herself. "Mother, let's grind this wheat into flour and make steamed buns."

Without the slightest hesitation, Li replied, "This wheat is thanks to you. You can eat it however you like."

She rushed out of the kitchen again: "Honey, we can fix the roof later. It's not going to rain for the next couple of days anyway. Come with me to the village entrance and grind this wheat. We'll make steamed buns tonight."

Not every household has a mill; the Wang family doesn't. Usually, people have to go to the communal mill at the edge of the village to grind flour.

Wang Dashan responded and came down from the roof.

When Da Tou and Er Tou heard that they were having steamed buns tonight, they were excited and wanted to go and see.

Daya and Erya also looked very interested, so Li Shi simply locked the door and took the whole family with her.

There weren't many people at the mill; only a few women were chatting in one spot, and the mill was empty.

After greeting everyone, Li began washing the millstone.

Someone started chatting: "Hey, Da Shan's family, where did you hide your money? Even Da Yong couldn't find it, but they found all the money I hid in the chicken coop."

Li smiled and said, "If I tell everyone, then the whole village will know where I hide my money, right?"

Everyone laughed and thought it made sense; who would tell others where they hid their money?

They changed the subject again, asking about the trouble caused by Zhao earlier.

Li didn't reply. She noticed that Wang Dashan's expression wasn't good, and knew he was trying to save face for his brother. She just smiled at everyone and moved on.

No one asked any more questions, and they started discussing other things.

Wang Dashan, Datou, and Ertou pulled the millstone, while Li was responsible for adding wheat.

Daya, along with her two younger sisters, used bamboo strips to sift the powder, separating the coarse and fine powders.

In the past, thick noodles and thin noodles were eaten together.

But Wang Yi insisted on eating steamed buns made with fine flour, so Li had no choice but to comply and planned to sift out some fine flour to make a few steamed buns for her separately.

It was Wang Yiyi's first time seeing a flour mill, and she kept looking at it and touching it.

Suddenly, a boy rushed over: "Uncle Wang, let me help you."

The women watching watched as the boy winked at Li, saying, "This son-in-law is quite observant."

Someone else joked, "Big Head's mother had good taste, choosing a scholar as her son-in-law. Why didn't I have that foresight back then? I wonder if it's too late to find one now?"

Li smiled broadly, clearly pleased with everyone's words. "You all, shut up and stop thinking about it."

Then he said to the boy, "Chengzong, you just watch from the side. This kind of rough work is not something you should be doing."

Jiang Chengzong insisted on helping, but Li Shi pulled him directly to Daya's side.

The crowd started teasing her again, and Daya blushed deeply, not daring to lift her head.

Wang Yiyi searched her memory and figured out the identity of the person who came.

Jiang Chengzong, Da Ya's fiancé, is a scholar. Although he has no official title, he is quite well-known in the surrounding area.

The engagement with Daya was made because Wang Dashan had once saved Jiang Chengzong's father.

The two were childhood sweethearts and had a pretty good relationship.

Jiang Chengzong was lucky. When the people from Dayong arrived, he heard that he was visiting his teacher with his parents, and the whole family escaped a disaster.

In the original owner's memory, she had immense admiration for this future brother-in-law.

Wang Yiyi was somewhat disdainful. His fiancée's family had suffered a disaster, and he hadn't even offered to send them any food. Yet now he was acting all attentive in front of everyone.

Perhaps unable to bear the teasing from the crowd, Jiang Chengzong stood for a while before taking his leave.

Madam Li hurriedly said, "We're having steamed buns at home tonight. You should call your parents to come along later."

Jiang Chengzong neither agreed nor refused, but bowed and left.

After Jiang Chengzong left, Wang Yiyi clearly felt that her family was happier.

Wang Dashan sped up the grinding of flour, and Li Shi urged Da Ya to sift more fine flour.

The ten pounds of wheat were ground quickly.

After returning home, Li busied herself kneading dough, half of which was fine flour and the other half was a mixture of coarse and fine flour.

After kneading the dough, she even went to town to buy half a pound of lard.

Wang Dashan also sped up the process of repairing the roof.

The whole family was busy preparing for the upcoming arrival of Jiang Chengzong's family.

After the dough had risen and the first batch of buns had been made, Li sent two men to invite the Jiang family members.

When the first batch of buns was being steamed, Li asked Wang Dashan to personally invite the Jiang family, and they finally agreed to come.

Seeing this insistent urging and pleading, Wang Yi couldn't help but complain, "What a grand display! How can the Jiang family be so shameless?"

Li glared at her: "The Jiang family are scholars, and scholars value etiquette the most."

"So Jiang Chengzong has only read a few books, and he still hasn't achieved any official rank. His parents are just like us, so what makes them so special?"

Enraged, Li punched her twice.

When the first batch of steamed buns was ready, the Jiang family finally arrived, albeit late.

Jiang's parents were very polite, showing concern and care for Wang Dashan and Li Shi.

The first batch of steamed buns was made with thin flour dough, and the filling consisted of fried pork cracklings and wild vegetables. Li made sure that the Jiang family of three ate them.

The second batch of steamed buns was made with a mixture of coarse and fine flour, and the filling consisted of chopped wild vegetables cooked in lard. It was made by Li for her children.

When it was time to eat, Li naturally put two white flour buns on each of the three members of the Jiang family and one mixed flour bun on each of the children's plates.

The plump, white steamed buns were right in front of her; Wang Yiyi had no interest in the dark, unappetizing mixed flour buns.

She picked up a bun from her bowl and gave it to Li, then went to get a white flour bun for herself.

Just as she reached out, Jiang Chengzong's mother, Wu, stopped her with chopsticks, smiling, "You child, have you washed your hands? When Chengzong becomes an official, you'll have a relative who's an official. You'd better be careful from now on."

These words made Li even happier, and she hurriedly urged her to wash her hands.

Washing your hands before eating is a good habit. Wang Yiyi was indeed in a hurry today. She nodded and went out to wash her hands.

When she returned, all the white steamed buns on the table had already been put into the bowls of the three members of the Jiang family.

She looked unhappy, but as a nobody, no one paid any attention to her. Li was telling Wu about the details of their kidnapping, and others would occasionally add a few words.