The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

"And we need to prepare some fresh sweet fruits tomorrow. We need to pay respect to our ancestors. Thanks to our ancestors for blessing my sister Tian to be safe and sound."

The eldest lady kept talking to Tian Tian, ​​and a group of servants followed behind her in a panic.

The obedient Tian Tian could only let her mother torment her, after all, she really survived a disaster this time.

There was only one person left among the people Song Yunran sent away. Fortunately, they were all people from the city and lived not far away.

Now there is only one girl left, and Song Yunran feels helpless looking at the girl who has been silent all this time.

"Do you forget where you live? Or do you not want to go back?"

The old man sighed: "You are nothing like your mother."

After hearing this, the girl suddenly looked up at him, but quickly lowered her eyes again.

Song Yunran looked at the two of them in confusion: "Old man, do you know who he is?"

"Ask her yourself! I don't like to meddle in these matters."

After the old man finished speaking, he leaned back against the carriage, looking nonchalant, not like a royal physician at all.

Song Yunran could only continue to ask her: "Then I will send you to the government office?"

"Don't!" Slender fingers suddenly grabbed the corner of Song Yunran's clothes.

Song Yunran saw that the other party finally reacted. Although she looked panicked, it at least proved that she was not scared silly today.

Song Yunran felt sorry for the other person's pitiful appearance, so she asked, "Do you want to go home, or do you have other ideas?"

After a long silence, the other party finally responded: "Please take me home, young lady!"

Seeing that she looked worried, Song Yunran got out of the car and knocked on the door himself.

"Hello, little brother, I have brought your daughter back. Please inform her."

"What girl? At this time of the day, all the girls in the mansion are staying in their boudoirs! Don't talk nonsense, or you can blame us for being rude."

Then there was a loud bang and the door was closed.

Looking at the door that was only a little distance away from his face, Song Yunran kicked it hard a few times in anger.

The old man laughed at the frustrated Song Yunran.

The girl looked at her worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay! But why are your servants so arrogant?" Song Yunran was still angry, and he didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly what was in his heart.

"I'm sorry!" The girl apologized to Song Yunran with a guilty look on her face.

Then she began to cry silently again. For a moment, Song Yunran didn't know how to say anything to her. After all, it was not her fault.

"Okay! Come find an inn with us first! We can talk about it tomorrow if there's anything. It's too late now."

The few of them returned to the carriage, but the old man said he wanted to take them to live in his house.

Song Yunran thought that the inn was not comfortable at all and that staying at the old man's house could save some money, so she nodded and agreed.

"Is this your home?" Looking at the big house in front of him, Song Yunran looked at the old man in surprise.

This house is so big and luxurious, and it turns out to be an old man’s home. I can’t believe it!

"You are such a jerk! This is my home, what's the problem? Am I unworthy or can't afford to live here?"

The old man was so angry at Song Yunran's expression that he glared at her, rolled his eyes at her, and went to knock on the door himself.

"Who...Oh! Master, you are finally back!" The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance.

As soon as he saw the old man, he was so excited that he quickly raised his lantern and saluted him.

After bringing the men into the house, the man closed the door and began to yell at the top of his lungs: "Someone come quickly! Get up! The master is back!"

The other party's voice directly penetrated all the walls of the room, and Song Yunran even had tinnitus.

"Okay! Why do you make such a big fuss every time you come back?"

All the lights in the house came on at once, and soon a loud noise was heard.

A group of people came running out and shouted respectfully to the old man, "Good evening, Master!"

"Good evening, sir!"

Song Yunran suddenly felt that the old man was so majestic! He had about seven or eight apprentices and at least twenty servants.

"Alright! Alright! Go down and have a rest." The old man waved his hands at them impatiently.

"It's Master!"

After most people had left, the old man looked at Song Yunran with a smug look, as if asking Song Yunran whether he was convinced or not!

Now that she had to bow her head under someone else's roof, Song Yunran could only smile at him in a flattering manner.

"Tian Qi, arrange rooms for the three distinguished guests." The old man snorted arrogantly at Song Yunran and left.

The triple rooms were arranged together, with three adjacent rooms in a row.

I had just finished taking a shower and my hair was not dry yet, so I planned to go to Nanxing's room to chat. As a result, when I passed by the girl's room, I heard crying from inside.

Worried, she fell back again. The lights in the room were off. Looking through the door, the blurry shadow seemed like... hanging himself!

Shouted: "Nanxing!"

Then he rushed in, hugged her thighs and lifted her up with all his strength.

"Nanxing, hurry up!"

Nanxing arrived quickly. She thought that Jiyue had sent assassins again. When she saw Song Yunran holding the thigh of the man who was hanging, she was also shocked.

Nan Xing swung his sword and the man fell down, and poor Song Yunran was pinned under him.

"Ouch! My waist..."

Nanxing quickly helped both of them up.

"Are you okay, miss?"

"I'm fine." Song Yunran replied while sitting on the chair and rubbing his waist.

After the girl was rescued, she looked at Song Yunran worriedly. When she knew that she was not injured, she kept covering her face and crying. She cried so miserably that Song Yunran was too embarrassed to scold her.

When everyone's voices began to become hoarse from crying, Song Yunran finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Were you robbed by bandits?"

When Nan Xing heard Song Yunran ask this, she also felt that this was possible. Otherwise, why wouldn't she dare to go home and even commit suicide.

"Why don't you say something? You keep crying and not saying anything, how can I help you?"

Nan Xing was also a little anxious. If this was true, then this girl would probably have no choice but to die.

After all, it is impossible for a girl who has lost her virginity to be accepted by her family because it will affect the entire family, including her sisters.

At that time, she will either be given a white silk ribbon or her hair will be cut off and sent to the temple.

"Girl, if you have any unspeakable secrets, just tell my girl. She will definitely be able to help you."

Nanxing felt a little bit reluctant. It would be such a shame if such a young girl died, so he tried to persuade her softly.

No matter what the two said or how they persuaded him, the other party remained silent and cried bitterly.

Song Yunran always felt that she had suffered a lot of grievances, and now she was crying like this madly just to vent all these grievances.

The two men couldn't persuade her, but they didn't dare leave her alone in the room, so they could only stay here with her.