Transmigrated as a Peasant Baby Who is Pampered by All-Chapter 297 - 222: Setting Out

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Chapter 297: Chapter 222: Setting Out

In the faint light, patches could still be seen on the bundle, the kind that obviously wasn’t worth much.

Dad and mom are really cautious, thought Xiaomi to herself, then yawned and fell asleep again.

The ox cart started early but was crowded and slow. By the time they wobbled into the town, it was already broad daylight.

Today is the Lantern Festival, the town was bustling with noise, decorated with lanterns, lively indeed.

Unfortunately, this liveliness had nothing to do with the Jiang family for the time being.

Old Zhang was driving the ox cart, and after Jiang Hu and the others transferred to the carriage, he still had to drive the ox cart back, but he would wait until noon to return, leisurely, without hurry.

The group had some wontons and then went to find the Liu family in town. The Liu family, damaged during the drought, had long been repaired and maintained by someone.

Since Jiang Hu had long confirmed that he would be leaving soon, he had given the word in advance, and this person, trusted by Uncle Liu, had everything prepared beforehand.

Although leaving during the Lantern Festival was a bit unexpected, the arrangements were quickly made. Two carriages, four drivers, and they left Xiangma Town in less than half an hour.

It didn’t attract anyone’s attention at all.

After switching to carriages, they sat separately in two carriages, which became much more spacious. Their luggage was stuffed under the benches, and the cart still held some quilts, kettles, and a clay pot.

The coachman was also familiar with the route between the county city and Xiangma Town, often traveling along it. He mentioned that they would pass through two or three towns on the way, and if they were not in a rush, they could stay overnight.

At other times, they would have to make do in the carriage, hence the need for quilts. The clay pot was used to heat water and cook porridge.

Xiaomi listened to others talk while lifting the carriage curtain a bit to curiously peek outside.

This was her first time in Xiangma Town, going in the opposite direction of Fu’an Village.

The unfamiliar surroundings by the roadside made her feel a bit uneasy and somewhat reflective.

It’s been seven years, seven whole years since she came to this world, and this was her first time truly leaving Fu’an Village, unexpectedly sneaking away like a thief.

Suddenly, Xiaomi also felt that the title of ’Little Lucky Star’ wasn’t that great, a bit too restrictive.

However, she felt no regret about leaving Fu’an Village.

Over the past few years, she had used the water from the Spiritual Spring to benefit the people around her, but she didn’t have to stay in Fu’an Village forever, just for others.

She also had her things she wanted to do, and the Jiang family couldn’t be limited to Fu’an Village forever.

She didn’t have overly grand ambitions, but small goals were still feasible.

Fu’an Village was too remote, so remote that she hadn’t discovered anything new in town over these years.

But the eldest brother, who had gone to the county city for a year of study and stayed mostly in the academy, returned to talk about things that weren’t found in Xiangma Town but were common in Cheng County.

Like some items from other countries or some fruits and grains that couldn’t be grown in Cheng County.

The more she heard her brother talk about those, the more Xiaomi wanted to leave Fu’an Village because if she stayed, she would never have the chance to take out many things from her space.

Such a large space there, so many delicious things, yet there was never a chance to bring them out. She even thought Xiangma Town was too remote to claim she bought them from outside merchants.

Because there weren’t any!

Xiaomi leaned on the little window, grinning foolishly as she watched the trees slowly retreating outside, imagining that the future life would surely get better and better!

Something heavy on her shoulder, her second mother draped a coat over her: "It’s windy outside, don’t keep looking out, or you’ll catch a cold."

Xiaomi lowered the curtain, snuggling into her mother’s arm, leaning on her shoulder: "Mom, what do you think Cheng County really looks like?"

She had never seen an ancient county city before, not knowing if it was like those in TV dramas, with tall, big city walls.

Would there be tall, large city gates that require many people to open and shut, with lots of soldiers inspecting those going in and out?

Previously, when leaving the town, their travel pass was checked. If they reached the county city, it would surely be more intense, right?

Her second mother patted Xiaomi’s head: "The county city, huh? The year I had you and your brother, I happened to pass by Cheng County, though I didn’t go inside, I knew it was very big, extremely big."