I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

Although Song Anyue was young, she also loved beauty. She covered her face and muttered aggrievedly:

"Sister, mother said that you can't pinch a girl's face. If you pinch it too big, it won't look good."

Hearing this, Song Anning smiled even brighter and couldn't help but pinch her little face again. A five-year-old kid really cares about her image.

"Sister Aning, grandma and mom asked you to go to the old house for dinner."

Two little heads popped out from the gate. They were Song Anhe from my second uncle's family, and Song Zexun, who had just fought with her.

Originally, they were very afraid of this sister, and now, they were even more afraid.

Seeing Song An Ning stand up from the small wooden stool, the two little guys turned around and ran away.

On the country road, the smell of soil penetrates the nose. Villagers are busy in the fields, leading cows and carrying hoes. The distant mountains are dyed green, and the sky is blue enough to make people intoxicated.

Song Anhe pulled Song Zexun and ran very fast in front, looking back from time to time.

Song An Ning walked slowly holding the two children. In her previous life, she returned to the village to start a business, raising pigs and chickens, and also built two vegetable greenhouses. She was busy like a top.

It had been a long time since she had taken a serious look at the scenery. The sky of Banyue Village reminded her of her childhood, a sky without any pollution or impurities, and a happy childhood when she was always looking forward to growing up.

Now, in this strange time and space, she has become more than ten years younger. Hehe, it can be considered a profit...

The old house was quite far from her home, and it took a cup of tea to walk there. From a distance, the aroma of chicken penetrated the nostrils of the three people, and the two little ones started to trot anxiously.

"Sister, it tastes like chicken. It must be the chicken stewed by Grandma! Ah Yue has forgotten what meat tastes like."

"I've eaten a lot of chickens. Isn't chicken delicious?"

They tilted their little heads, their eyes full of desire, and asked Song An Ning in a way that made her feel awkward. It was all the original owner's fault. He stole so many delicious foods and didn't share any of them with them.

I could only smile and say: "Then go find grandma and try it yourself and you'll know."

"Well, sister, hurry up and let's eat meat."

When they arrived at the old house, Song An Ning saw Zhang and Liu sitting by the stove and talking, and the four children from his second uncle's family were squatting by the stove with shining eyes.

"Is Aning here? Your grandfather and the others will be back soon. If you're hungry, eat first. Just save some food for them."

"Let's wait for Grandpa and the others to come back and eat. These little greedy cats are drooling. Let's serve a few pieces to satisfy their cravings first."

Only then did Zhang and Liu see that the children were squatting beside the stove with their eyes wide open, licking their lips.

"Haha, these little greedy cats."

The children were asked to line up and each had a piece of meat. Some of them did not care that the meat was hot and took small bites of it.

"Hurry up and thank your sister. If she hadn't caught the pheasant, we wouldn't have had any meat to eat today."

The chicken was tender and delicious, and the children's mouths were full of oil. When they heard what Grandma said, they called out sweetly to Song Anning:

"Thank you, Sister Aning, hehe..."

This sister is a bit fierce, maybe she lets them eat meat. Yeah, she is more powerful than other sisters!

"Seeing them eat makes me happier than eating meat myself."

"Yeah, it's all because of poverty."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sighed. Which mother doesn't want to give her child the best? But in this world, being able to eat is the best thing.

"Hey, are you all here?"

A voice broke the warmth. Song Anning looked up and saw that the person coming was Zhao Lanhua.

As far as she could remember, the original owner was engaged to Zhao Lanhua's son He Guangzong. Her elder brother Song Zeyu was also engaged to her youngest daughter He Lianer.

In Banyue Village, such things are quite common. If both families have children, they can strengthen the relationship and save on betrothal gifts.

Later, something happened at home and the He family broke off the engagement at all costs. How come they have the nerve to come to the door now?

"It's Orchid. What wind brings you here?"

Zhang snorted sarcastically. She had disagreed with the engagement in the first place. Although He Guangzong was a student at a young age, the character of Zhao Lanhua and her husband was questionable. How could such parents raise a good child?

But the eldest couple was willing to do so because they thought He Guangzong was a scholar and might have a great future. The original owner also liked He Guangzong very much.

"I have a keen nose and can come here just by smelling something. Aning, why don't you give me some meat? Emperor Guangzong is coming back soon. If you behave well, we can discuss this marriage."

Most of the He family's money was used to pay for He Guangzong's studies, and they lived a tight life. When they heard that Song An Ning had caught three pheasants, they thought of coming to ask for some money.

After hearing this, Zhang and Liu's faces turned so dark that they seemed to be dripping with water. They believed that Song An Ning had changed for the better, but they had seen how much their granddaughter liked He Guangzong before.

They knew that many of the things Song An Ning had stolen before had ended up in the He family's stomachs.

Whenever Zhao mentioned He Guangzong, Song An Ning became like a possessed person, not caring about anything else and rushing forward.

"What's that smell? Hey? Auntie, why are you pooping right away? Are you a dog? When someone makes something delicious, you just go begging by smelling it?"

"you……"

The anger on the faces of Zhang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law turned into shock. Is this girl crazy? How could she say such words to Zhao Lanhua?

Song An Ning turned around and gave Zhang a look that reassured her, and continued:

"Aunt Zhao, our two families broke off the engagement eight hundred years ago. When we broke off the engagement, my grandparents said so many good things, but your family cried like their mother had died and insisted on breaking off the engagement. Why are you selling He Guangzong out for a few pieces of chicken now?

Oh, I see. He Guangzong is worth the same as a few pieces of chicken. But I don't care about him anymore. To me, he's not even worth a feather.

If you want to sell your son for meat, go somewhere else. Get out of my grandma's house. We find you disgusting."

"!"

"Bah, you damned girl, how dare you talk to me like that? When Guangzong comes back, I'll tell him..."

"You can tell me whatever you want. Please tell your son to stay away from me and our Song family from now on. We can't eat meat with his fake noble appearance. Get lost!"

In the village, because He Guangzong passed the examination and became a student, everyone still respected Zhao. She had never been scolded like this before, so she didn't care about it anymore and immediately fought back:

"Don't regret it. You're so fat and stupid that even I find you annoying when I'm burning the fire for my family. But my Emperor Guangzong wants to be a high-ranking official and marry the daughters of officials."

"Then quickly let your son marry a young lady from an official family, and bring her home with you to beg for food from other people's homes.

In my eyes, Song An Ning, your He family is like a maggot in a pit. Can't you just stay in the pit and eat shit? Why do you have to crawl out and disgust others?

Don’t let me see you again, I’ll beat you every time I see you.”

As Song An Ning spoke, she picked up the broom in the yard and hit him.

Seeing that she was about to suffer, Zhao ran home, tumbling and scrambling, cursing as she ran: "You little bastard, just wait for me! Wait until my son comes back..."

"Wait until your son of a bitch comes back and I'll fight him together, hahaha..."

Song An Ning was cursing so hard that she didn't even notice that her grandfather and second uncle were standing on the other side of the gate with baskets on their backs, their mouths wide open enough for a bird's egg to fit through.