Mugunai went to take a look at Jiang Wantings water before leaving, and after a while, she returned to the room with a satisfied expression and said: "Miss, Ive checked the two large water vats, theyre full of water. The firewood is cut evenly and piled up by the stove. I touched it with my hand, and the stove still has some residual heat. Miss, when you need to use water at night, just add a few pieces of firewood, and the fire will start quickly."

  Jiang Wanmu glanced at her and said, "Since Jiyu arrived here, Jiyus father and brother have been coming over early in the morning to take care of these things." Mugenniang listened to this and looked at Jiang Wanmu with a calm expression, saying in a low voice, "Jiyus mother has always been clever, but her father and brother are really something else. Miss, you should think about it, if someone is useful, its best to use them. If you have someone by your side who understands you, you wont feel so uncomfortable even when youre alone in your own room."

  After Mu Gen Niang left, Jiang Wanju thought of the auspicious words in the next room and couldnt help but let out a soft sigh. After Mu Gen Niang was gone, Jiang Wanju was only seven years old when she was told by the Jiang familys steward to "go help with the kitchen work since there are fewer people now." From then on, the courtyard was left with only Jiang Wanju. During the day, it wasnt so bad for her; she would touch this and sweep that in the courtyard, and a day would quickly pass. But at night, she was terrified, stretching out her hand without seeing her fingers, as if the world had been left with only her. It wasnt until a month later that she forced herself to accept reality.

  Jiang Wan later got used to such days, with no one paying attention to her. She seemed more relaxed than before, as she often went out and her skin was darker and more robust. When the weather warmed up, she moved a small table into the courtyard, making it convenient for people delivering food to place their dishes. She changed into casual clothes made of ramie fabric and secretly ran out of the Jiang household to listen to others conversations and observe how they lived.

  Such days are extremely beneficial for Jiang Wanru, who has the body of a young child but the heart of an adult. Her understanding of her own lifes era is no longer just a superficial recognition, but rather deeper and broader than what she would have understood in the Jiang household. She knows that it is now the sixth year of Ning Chaos Zhengzheng reign, when the current emperor is still young and vigorous. The political situation is rarely clear and corruption among officials is extremely rare; officials do not dare to collude with each other.

  This was also a dynasty where aristocratic families gathered, and the people of these aristocratic families participated in politics on the court in various ways. The years of the Ning Dynasty were calculated from the emperors succession. People whispered privately that the previous emperor was old and confused when he was old, and he only appointed relatives. Fortunately, the current emperor is wise and adjusted some laws after his succession, and replaced local officials to adjust local affairs.

  After listening to many things, Jiang Wan thought about her own future. In her previous life, she had focused on historical trends for the sake of exams, and now she found that what she had learned was still quite useful. The same historical trends, similar historical processes. With her own eyes, she observed the customs and human feelings of this dynasty, which were similar to those of the Tang and Song dynasties in her previous life. However, the requirements for women were not as strict, allowing young ladies from good families to go out, and allowing ordinary family women to work and show their faces.

  The Ning dynasty still seems to be a relatively long-lived dynasty, its existence has exceeded over a hundred years. With the wisdom of todays emperor, it is quite possible to continue for another ten, twenty or even more years. People are very satisfied with the royal family, and the country is strong and confident. Jiang Wan was fortunate to have lived in such a dynasty, with strong national power, a young and ambitious emperor, who attaches great importance to military officials and pays attention to border defense.

  Jiang Wanru has been remembering her past lifes memories since she woke up, and sometimes she feels inexplicably afraid. She thinks that knowing too much makes her seem like a monster. And in the Jiang family, she is clearly in a situation where as soon as she shows her head, she will be burned by fire. When rebirth and transmigration were popular on TV, Jiang Wanru calmly thought that they were just man-made mythological stories, beautiful fantasies born out of peoples dissatisfaction with reality.

  She thinks that people can recall their past lives, but its impossible to have rebirth and transmigration miracles, where one person occupies another persons life again and again. If she is now the legendary reborn, then her pure and kind nature shouldnt be reborn in such a family, taking the place of this young woman, bearing original sin that she shouldnt have.

  Jiang Wanruo had no dissatisfaction with being born in the Ning dynasty, but only gratitude for the beautiful memories of her past life. If she didnt have these memories, the more she knew about her situation in the Jiang family, the closer she would be to collapse. It was precisely because of the warmth of her family from her past life that she felt comforted, and her gradually cold heart slowly warmed up. Thinking this way, she suddenly felt much more at ease, feeling that she could slowly get through the days in the Jiang family until she grew up and became independent.

  Her education from childhood was good people have good rewards, not that they dont get rewarded, its just the time hasnt come yet. So when she woke up a year ago, she had been entangled in thinking that if she were reborn, she would definitely be reborn into an extremely wealthy and affectionate family. Not like now, living alone at such a young age, struggling to make ends meet.

  After being entangled for a year, Jiang Wanru finally had the opportunity to sneak out of the Jiang Manor. She often wore coarse cloth and disguised herself as a young man, shuttling through the streets, watching people busy with their daily meals, her mood becoming more and more cheerful day by day. She gradually calmed down and began to carefully plan for her own future, rather than thinking that everything would be different when she woke up from her dreams like before.

  She worked hard to live under the radar of the Jiang family, carefully surviving and learning. "Adapt to the situation, survival of the fittest." was her past life fathers favorite phrase. When her past life father said this, he wanted to educate his own spoiled daughter about some survival experiences. In this life, she took these words as warm encouragement. No one cared about her, so she cared for herself. Everyone was cold to her, and she tried hard to find companions who were also being ignored.

  Jiang Wenqi was her accidental companion, the eldest son of her grandfathers eldest son. His father served as a sixth-rank official in a distant place, with concubines serving him by his side, while his legitimate wife stayed at the ancestral home to take care of the elderly grandmother and also properly raise their children. Jiang Wanyu found little Jiang Wenqi in the most secluded corner behind her own courtyard, holding a wooden stick and writing on the ground, crying as he wrote: "I can write and recognize so many characters, why does mother scold me for not listening? Obviously Im smarter than my brother, why does mother say Im stupid like a pig?"

  Jiang Wanmu saw Jiang Wenqi for the first time, she stood beside the child with a wooden face, listening to her crying, but couldnt reach out to comfort her. After Jiang Wenqi finished venting, she turned back to Jiang Wanmu, with a face full of shame and anger, her small face flushed red as she glared at her, threatening in a soft voice: "You cant tell anyone else that I cried." Jiang Wanmu still looked at him with a wooden face, secretly laughing at his big personality despite his young age.

  Jiang Wenqi carefully observed the silent Jiang Wanyu, seeing her wooden expression, suddenly realized and pointed at her, calling out in a small voice: "You are the third sister of Bos family." After finishing, he quickly covered his mouth, seeing the wooden-turned Jiang Wanyu, and said in a small voice again: "The master said that gentlemen should value virtue. The young should not speak right or wrong. Brothers and sisters should be close and loving, cannot blame each other. Sorry, third sister, although you are an idiot, you are also my sister, just now the younger brother spoke nonsense."