At this point, Jiang Wenwan had completely believed Huá Wànxī’s words.
So it turned out that she and her second aunt had made an agreement to be reborn together. No wonder her second aunt had been able to safely give birth to the twins and even knew that she herself had been reborn.
With this realization, Jiang Wenwan finally felt like she had someone to rely on. The panic in her heart eased instantly.
Grabbing Huá Wànxī’s arm, she asked urgently, “Second Aunt, what should we do now? We only have a few months left!”
“Don’t worry. I called you here today just to discuss this with you.”
In the novel, the author had actually described in detail how Jiang Wenwan convinced her parents and grandparents, and how the elders then persuaded the village head. She even predicted several major events that would soon occur. At first, no one believed her, but as everything she said gradually came true, the village head slowly began to take her seriously.
In the end, because of Jiang Wenwan’s early warnings, every household in the village stored enough grain. During the journey of fleeing disaster, not a single person from the village died. Everyone was deeply grateful to her, and she became known as the village’s “lucky girl,” praised by all.
Huá Wànxī did not intend to take credit for any of it. All she needed to do was move the timeline forward and let the heroine carry out her original plans exactly as written.
What she did need, however, was Jiang Wenwan’s help as cover. After her confinement period ended, she would go out to stock up on supplies, while Jiang Wenwan stayed home to help take care of the children.
“Wenwan, listen to me…” Huá Wànxī motioned for her to lean closer and explained her plan clearly.
“Second Aunt, th-this… can it really work?”
After hearing the plan, Jiang Wenwan felt a little uneasy. Convincing her parents and grandparents all at once—she lacked confidence.
Huá Wànxī gave her a reassuring look. “Wenwan, think about how they died in your past life. If you don’t make up your mind and act, they might go through that again. Can you bear it?”
Jiang Wenwan’s eyes filled with tears again. Her parents and grandparents had died such tragic deaths in her previous life. She could not let them suffer again.
Her gaze gradually turned firm. “Second Aunt, I will try my best to persuade them!”
“I believe in you!” Huá Wànxī added, handing her another dose of confidence. “Go ahead and do it boldly. You’re not alone—you still have your second aunt. I’ll help you!”
In truth, Huá Wànxī was just hyping her up, because she knew that with the heroine’s halo, Jiang Wenwan would definitely succeed without much help.
Finally, she patted Jiang Wenwan’s head. “Look! I’ve already started making money. Once we have money, we can stock up on even more grain. Since heaven has given us a second chance, we will definitely change our fate. This time, we will all survive well!”
Even Huá Wànxī herself was moved by her own passionate speech.
Jiang Wenwan’s eyes lit up. She was not alone—her second aunt was also fighting to change their fate. This time, they would definitely succeed.
“Second Aunt, I know what to do now! I will succeed!”
After saying this like an oath, Jiang Wenwan ran all the way home. She wanted to tell her family immediately—the sooner, the better.
Her father and grandfather were still working in the fields, so she would have to wait until lunch to speak. Suppressing her excitement, she went to the river to wash clothes.
Huá Wànxī let out a breath of relief. She and the heroine were now officially allied. From this moment on, the original storyline had begun to shift. It was time for her to start stockpiling as well.
Her body had recovered quite a bit, though she still could not touch cold water. That wasn’t a problem—she could just wear gloves when necessary.
She walked into the kitchen and looked at the rice and flour in the worn cabinet. For a moment, she felt tempted to make buns and steamed buns to store away, but it wasn’t the right time yet. First, the supplies were limited; if she touched them, Madam Wang would notice. Second, she didn’t yet have enough containers in her bathroom space.
She sighed. She would have to wait until after her confinement period.
Recently, she had been eating well, her milk supply was sufficient, and both she and the babies had gained some weight.
After circling the kitchen and finding nothing to do, she quietly added a little water to the water jar, careful not to add too much so that Madam Wang wouldn’t notice.
Then she resigned herself to returning to the room to continue scraping and making soap.
Although she had made 78 taels of silver yesterday, she still planned to buy a proper house with a storefront in the future, and property near the capital would likely cost several hundred taels.
She needed to produce more soap. The finished bars also had to be sent out for sale through her uncle.
Her uncle was quite capable. She had previously avoided releasing too many finished bars because she feared attracting attention, but her uncle had unexpectedly learned to distribute the goods through different channels. If he continued like this for a few months, they might even form a long-term partnership.
That evening, Madam Wang brought 83 taels of silver and four large baskets. Soon after, Jiang He also pushed in two large clay jars on a cart, greeted her briefly, and left again.
Madam Wang placed the silver on the table and said, “Sister-in-law, these baskets were left over at home, so use them for now. Father will weave more when he has time. As for the large jars, there will be two more tomorrow. The old ox cart couldn’t carry them all today.”
While she chatted, Huá Wànxī began packing soap for the next day. She brought out more stock than usual—one basket full of finished soap, the other full of handmade soap—so her bathroom storage would be almost completely emptied each day.
But relying on Jiang He alone might not be fast enough.
“Big sister-in-law,” Huá Wànxī interrupted, “has father ever considered going out with him as well?”
She had already thought it through: their priority now was making money. If only Jiang He was running around alone, he would exhaust himself. Worse, handling such large daily sales alone could easily attract unwanted attention. Having another person would provide extra safety.
At the moment, only the father-in-law could help. Although older, he was only in his fifties and still healthy—considered middle-aged in modern terms and still very much capable.
“How could that work?” Madam Wang immediately objected. “What about the farmland?”
In rural minds, land was life—it could never be abandoned.
“It’s simple! Hire someone with money to farm it,” Huá Wànxī said. Seeing Madam Wang still doubtful, she continued, “Think about it. How much can my uncle earn in a day? And how much would it cost to hire someone to farm the land? If father also goes out to help, the family income increases by several taels a day. How many fields would you need to farm to make that back? And besides, with two people together, it’s also safer.”
Madam Wang didn’t really understand “safety coefficient,” but she understood the core idea clearly. Hiring someone to farm would only cost a few copper coins a day, while sending the father-in-law out to earn money could bring in several taels of silver daily.
She was convinced.
“I’ll go talk to Father about it,” she nodded.
After speaking, she left carrying the baskets. They were noticeably heavier than before—clearly, her younger sister-in-law still had plenty of stock left.