The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Yang Ruxin cast a disdainful glance in the direction of the main house. So, you're scared after all? She had thought those two were invulnerable to swords and spears. It's good to know they can feel fear.

She had thought it would take a great effort to get Xun Hui back to her room, seeing as she was an adult, and she and her few little "dumplings" were as skinny as refugees. But to her surprise, Xun Hui was also nothing but skin and bones.

Moreover, Yang Ruxin discovered she was not weak herself, a bit inconsistent with her frail body. She scooped up Xun Hui in a princess carry effortlessly...

"Big sister, you're so strong..." Yang Rufeng couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Yang Ruxin was also startled for a moment. This body has potential, she thought. Not bad. With some gradual conditioning, she might become a female Hercules. In such a violent family, it was good to have strength. Then she looked at her little brother and smiled, "Of course, I am the oldest sister, I am grown up..."

Yang Rufeng compared his slender frame to his big sister's and then to his own little one and couldn't help biting his lip in dejection. When would he ever grow up?

Yang Ruxin glanced at the little guy's expression and knew what he was thinking. She quickly put Xun Hui on the bed, then turned to pat her little brother on the head. "Eat more and you'll grow. When you're grown up, it will be your turn to take care of us."

Yang Rufeng nodded vigorously.

"Big sister makes it sound so easy, but where will the food come from for us to eat?" Yang Sanni couldn't help but mutter.

Yang Ruxin's smile twitched, and she sighed inwardly as she glanced at her siblings. Their mother couldn't keep things afloat; it seemed the responsibility for their home was falling on her. In such dire straits, the burden was indeed heavy...

But who was she, Yang Ruxin? She was the boss of the entire eastern district of the imperial city, someone who commanded dozens of underlings. Even if she had to adapt to a new identity and environment, she could still rise to the top... the only difference was between leading underlings and taking care of "dumplings."

Of course, morale needed to be boosted and potential had to be tapped.

"Don't worry. As long as our sisters and brother stick together, we'll have dumplings and meatballs to eat." Yang Ruxin looked at everyone with a resolute face.

A few little ones couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Big sister, are dumplings and meatballs delicious?" Sini asked, lifting her dark little face to look at Yang Ruxin, "Do they smell good?"

"I saw Auntie eating dumplings, and big cousin too..." Yang Rufeng also spoke up innocently, smacking his lips at the end, "Auntie let me smell them once, so fragrant..."

Yang Ruxin's brow furrowed immediately. She had never held a high opinion of Yang Baihe, who went to town to laze around during the busy farming season, and now her opinion dropped even further. Damn it, what kind of person was that?

"I want to smell them too," Sini said wistfully.

"What's the point of just smelling?" Yang Ruxin patted the two little ones on the head. "In the future, your big sister will let you eat dumplings every day, meat dumplings."

"Really?" Sini's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Big sister keeps her word." Yang Ruxin nodded vigorously, "I'll let you eat until you're sick of them." Damn it, once she made money here, she'd buy a bowl of soy milk only to pour it away, and buy a dumpling just to throw it.

"Yeah, right." Yang Sanni sneered disdainfully.

"Sanni, you don't believe I can make money?" Yang Ruxin frowned and looked over.