Transmigrating with a Five Million Dollar Retirement Life

Chapter 114 Wang Baozhu Returns Home

Walking through the corridor, Song Jiaojiao finally saw Wang Baozhu in the garden. The garden was in full bloom, a beautiful sight with vibrant colors and the air filled with the fragrance of flowers. Wang Baozhu was in the garden, playing with her son while holding pastries. Seeing Song Jiaojiao arrive, she quickly got up.

"Sister Jiaojiao, you're here. Come and sit down." Wang Baozhu stepped forward, took Song Jiaojiao's hand, and sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.

On the table were two plates of delicate pastries, and next to them was a pot of fragrant tea.

"Why didn't Mu Qing and Mu Xue come?" Wang Baozhu asked in confusion when she saw that Song Jiaojiao had come alone.

"Well, I'm planning to go back tomorrow. Mu Xue dragged Mu Qing shopping, saying she wanted to bring back gifts for her friends back home," Song Jiaojiao explained with a smile.

"Oh, Jiaojiao, you're planning to go back tomorrow? Didn't you say you were going to tidy up the shop?" Wang Baozhu thought that Song Jiaojiao had mentioned tidying up the shop just a couple of days ago.

"I also need to take care of the shop. My family's long-term worker's son is an apprentice at Sifang Escort Agency. I'll have him look after it for the next couple of days. I won't be back in the county for long after I go back this time."

"A long-term laborer? Is he reliable? Or should I send two servants to keep an eye on him for you?" Wang Baozhu didn't trust long-term laborers, after all, she didn't feel as at ease as a servant who had signed a contract.

"It's alright, it'll only take two days, no need to go to so much trouble, I'll be here soon. I came today to ask if you want to go back together?" Song Jiaojiao changed the subject. Others might not know, but Song Jiaojiao knew in her heart that Xu Sen was a servant she had bought, and he would never betray her easily. In this day and age, servants who betrayed their masters did not have a good outcome.

“Perfect timing! I was planning to go back tomorrow. I was thinking of sending someone to ask you, but then I thought you were busy, so I didn’t. I didn’t expect we’d come up with the same idea.” Wang Baozhu thought that she had already bought everything she needed for her parents, and the servants were also preparing things to take back with them today. They could leave tomorrow.

"Alright, I'll wait for you at the city gate tomorrow," Song Jiaojiao said with a slight smile.

After finishing her business, Song Jiaojiao sat with Wang Baozhu for a while before leaving. Thinking that Song Jiaojiao might have other things to do, Wang Baozhu didn't try to persuade her to stay, since they would see each other again tomorrow anyway.

After leaving the Tang residence, Song Jiaojiao went to the cloth shop and bought some cloth and ready-made clothes. Nowadays, she rarely makes clothes by herself, and Song Jiaojiao mostly buys ready-made clothes. Although ready-made clothes are expensive, the craftsmanship is really good, which is incomparable to the aunties in the village.

In addition, there are so many things to do at home now that I really don't have time to make clothes; at most, I can only make some undergarments or something.

The next day, early in the morning, Song Jiaojiao and the others drove their carriage out of the city and waited for Wang Baozhu a hundred meters from the inner city gate. There happened to be a place selling steamed buns and mantou there, and Song Jiaojiao bought a lot of them to eat as lunch.

After waiting for about 15 minutes, three carriages came towards the seat where Song Jiaojiao was. The lead carriage was obviously very expensive, with a spacious carriage that could seat at least ten people, and was pulled by two brown-red horses.

Wang Baozhu lifted the carriage curtain to greet Song Jiaojiao. Compared to her, Song Jiaojiao's carriage looked incredibly small, not to mention that it was loaded with peach saplings, and even the roof of the carriage was covered with peach trees.

There was barely enough room for two people in the carriage. Song Jiaojiao and Meng An were sitting on the edge of the carriage. When they saw Wang Baozhu arrive, Song Jiaojiao waved to her.

When the carriage stopped in front of Song Jiaojiao, Wang Baozhu rushed forward and pulled Song Jiaojiao away. The servants almost didn't even have time to put the stools for getting out of the carriage properly.

"Jiaojiao, Muqing, Muxue, come here quickly and get in my car. We can chat and kill time on the way."

Mu Qing and Mu Xue looked at Song Jiaojiao with longing in their eyes for the large carriage.

“Alright then, we have so much stuff, we almost couldn’t fit everyone in the car. Let’s go, let’s go to your Aunt Baozhu’s car.” Song Jiaojiao jumped out of the car with a smile and led the two of them to Wang Baozhu’s car.

The carriage looked impressive from the outside, and indeed it was. Inside, there was a small table with a small couch behind it where Wang Baozhu's son was sleeping soundly. There was also a small stove on the edge of the carriage, with tea being boiled on it. There were also many snacks on the table, and seating areas on both sides of the table. Song Jiaojiao and the others didn't feel crowded at all when they sat down.

As soon as Mu Xue got into the carriage, she started looking around and her mouth never stopped. She had never seen a carriage like this before. It looked very comfortable, and she wouldn't feel tired even if she traveled for a long time.

"Big sister, this car looks so nice and is so convenient!" Mu Xue whispered to Mu Qing, her eyes filled with envy and desire.

Mu Qing nodded in agreement. It was indeed very big. Mu Qing secretly vowed that she would run the beverage shop well in the future and try to get her mother a comfortable carriage like this, so that her mother would not be too tired when traveling.

Song Jiaojiao was unaware of the two sisters' thoughts. Looking at the luxurious carriage in front of her, and thinking about the little money in her purse, she realized that she still had to work hard to achieve a life where she could be waited on hand and foot as soon as possible.

Wang Baozhu hadn't expected her carriage to cause such a stir with Song Jiaojiao's family. However, the thought of her parents, whom she hadn't seen in so long, made her a little apprehensive. She wondered if they would be upset that she hadn't been home for so long.

Since getting married, Wang Baozhu had only returned home once for her family's first visit. It wasn't that her in-laws forbade it, but her health wouldn't allow it. Less than six months after the wedding, Wang Baozhu became pregnant. After the baby was born, she was still young and worried about the baby, so she missed two years. Although she had asked people to bring a lot of things home during those two years, nothing brought her the peace of mind of seeing the baby herself.

Song Jiaojiao noticed that Wang Baozhu was a little nervous about returning home, so she kept talking about the village's situation and the village chief's family along the way, which eased Wang Baozhu's mood quite a bit.

After noon, four horse-drawn carriages slowly drove into Qingshui Village, and the villagers working in the fields all looked up at the carriages.

Those with sharp eyes noticed that the lead carriage carried Meng An, a farmhand from Song Jiaojiao's family, and assumed that the carriages behind were guests of Song Jiaojiao's family. In the past six months, many carriages had come to the village, so the villagers were no longer so surprised. Although they would still look around, they would not follow in front of them to ask questions, acting as if they had never seen the world before.

Unexpectedly, Meng An drove home by himself, while the three large horse-drawn carriages behind him headed towards the village chief's house. Had he guessed wrong? Could these be relatives of the village chief?

I've never heard of the village chief having any wealthy relatives!

Suddenly, someone in the crowd seemed to have an idea.

"Could it be a precious pearl?!"

These words startled everyone.

Yes, the village chief's daughter married into the county two years ago. The wedding banquet lasted for three days, and the groom came to pick her up in a horse-drawn carriage.

Upon hearing this, everyone remembered the incident, and some clever ones took a shortcut to the village chief's house to report it.