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nShe’s not raising carrots. She’s raising children! Can a person raise that many children?

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nAn Jiuyue shrugged helplessly.

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n“I didn’t have a choice either. I spent 100 copper coins and bought four cabbages. When I turned around, there was a child in the basket. I didn’t know who put him there, so I couldn’t send him back. What was I supposed to do?”

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nThrow him away? Of course not!

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nI am a dignified special agent who has transmigrated to ancient times. I should be able to do something great, right?

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nBut having five children right off the bat? What is going on?

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nHaving five boys in my previous life means preparing five houses and five betrothal gifts. Just thinking about this tires me. Luckily, this is ancient times!

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nQian Yiyun was speechless.

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nSo this is how she spent 100 copper coins! She picked up this child for no reason… No, someone gave her this child because they didn’t want him anymore.

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nShe patted her chest and muttered to herself, “It’s fine. It’s fine. We can still afford this.”

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nMy brother is a great general, and his business is doing pretty well. There are only five children! He can still afford to raise them, right?

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n“Sister Jiuyue, you won’t be going to town anymore these days, right?” she asked.

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nUpon hearing this, An Jiuyue looked at the child in her arms with a dark expression.

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n“I won’t be going!”

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nShe had intended to deliver mushrooms to Uncle Lin’s restaurant every few days, but now…

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nI might find another child if I go there again. Why am I here? Am I really here to raise children? This can’t be happening, right?

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n“Mother, is this a girl?” Zheng’er and Rong’er walked over and asked.

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nIt did not matter to them if their mother picked up new children or not. After all, they could help to take care of their younger siblings. The most important thing was to find out if the new child was a younger brother or sister.

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n“It’s a boy,” An Jiuyue replied.

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nOther people would adopt five daughters and have five sons-in-law to offer birthday felicitations. However, she adopted five sons instead.

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nThankfully, she was capable of earning money. Otherwise, they would only be able to sit around and eat!

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n“Sigh. Zheng’er, Rong’er, this boy can walk. You have to watch over him carefully. I’ll cook for you.”

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nShe placed the child on the bed and instructed the other two before heading off to cook. She was not in the mood to chat and laugh with the children because she could not even bring herself to smile.

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n“Another younger brother!” Zheng’er looked at Rong’er, and they looked at the child on the bed with disdain.

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nQian Yiyun followed An Jiuyue into the kitchen, stood beside her and said, “Sister Jiuyue, that child is quite obedient.”

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nHe did not cry or make a fuss as he was placed on the unfamiliar bed. He merely looked around with widened eyes. He was rather cute.

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n“He never cried on the way back,” An Jiuyue replied helplessly, glancing at her indifferently.

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nHow will I be able to raise them if they are troublemakers? I have five children! Although the older children are already four years old, they are still children!

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n“I don’t know if he is a little dizzy from hunger or if he is genuinely obedient and sensible. I hope it’s the latter.”

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n“He’s probably hungry,” Qian Yiyun said after some thought.

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nOnly those who were poor would give their children away. How could someone put their own child in a basket like that? Has it not occurred to them that the person receiving the child might not like them and throw them away?

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nIn that case, the child would be dead for sure. How could such a young child take care of himself?

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