Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have snatched the things from those girls. Maybe Second Aunt would give me a piece of meat for the sake of our family.

Outside the yard, Yang Xiuying saw her father and brother suddenly appear, and she felt a little guilty. After all, she was not the original owner, and she didn't know how to face these two closest people.

In the original owner's memory, his father was a blacksmith with a fierce temper. He originally wanted to marry his daughter to his cousin in Nanyang Prefecture, so that the two families would be closer and his daughter would have someone to rely on. However, he did not expect that his daughter insisted on marrying into the poor Futian Village.

After marrying into the Zhao family of Futian Village, the daughter was bullied by the Zhao family. The original owner's husband could only persuade his daughter to consider the overall situation and be filial to her mother-in-law. Later, there was no news of the second son of the Zhao family.

Blacksmith Yang felt sorry for his daughter and wanted to take her and her granddaughters back to her parents' home. However, he was scolded by his daughter and refused to go with him. From then on, he lost contact with his daughter.

The original owner is such an ungrateful person.

Yang Xiuying didn't know how to face her father who had been disappointed by the original owner.

Yang Qingfeng jumped off the ox cart and picked up Old Seven, who was running in the front. His clear and handsome voice was filled with joy: "Little Old Seven, what's wrong?"

Old Seven, holding a rabbit in his arms, answered the question irrelevantly: "Uncle Qingfeng, look at the rabbit I caught. Am I good?"

Yang Qingfeng smiled while holding the little carrot head in his arms. Upon hearing the news that Yang Xiuying and her seven daughters were separating from the family, the father and son hurried over.

The original owner's parents had two children. When Yang Xiuying was ten years old, her mother gave birth to Yang Qingfeng. Both the siblings looked like their mother, and Yang Qingfeng was even more graceful. After studying in the academy for a few years, he became more gentle and elegant.

Just as Yang Xiuying was about to call the original owner's father and brother to the cave where they lived, the enthusiastic village women came forward and told her about the four boys from the Zhao family bullying the seven girls.

"The Zhao family just wants Xiuying to have a good temper."

"Those four guys are too outrageous."

"Fortunately, the village chief is here to uphold justice in this matter."

When Mr. Yang heard that his granddaughters were bullied, he jumped out of the car and was about to go find the Zhao family to argue, but was stopped by Yang Xiuying.

The old village chief has already handled the matter properly. If Yang's father makes trouble again, wouldn't that put the old village chief in a difficult position?

"Dad hasn't seen his daughter for a while. It's better not to waste time on these things. The Zhao family mother and son have already learned their lesson."

The second and the eldest brother waved the chicken in front of Yang Kui.

"Yes, don't worry, Grandpa. We didn't suffer any loss."

"Yes, grandma gave us three more chickens, so there's only one left in grandma's chicken pen."

Yang Kui felt angry when he thought about how his daughter worked hard for the Zhao family, but his granddaughters were treated like this and now they didn't even have a tile to shelter from the rain. It was a good thing that the family was divided.

The women of Futian Village knew that Father Yang had a hot temper and advised him to

"Father Yang, it's rare for you to come all this way. You should go back with Xiuying first."

"Yes, you haven't seen each other for so many years, go back and reminisce about the past."

"We and the village chief are in charge of village affairs. We will not let Xiuying and her daughter be bullied."

"Sister Xiuying, take your father home quickly!"

The women beside him saw that Yang Kui's expression had eased a lot and joked:

"Zhao's sister-in-law knew that her in-laws were coming, so she added two more meat dishes."

Yang Xiuying admires these village women from the bottom of her heart. They are good at quarreling and mediating.

Yang Kui nodded and said with a smile: "Xiuying and her daughter are very lucky to have been cared for by all the sisters-in-law. I thank you."

As he spoke, Yang Kui bowed to the women.

Then he started to nag Yang Xiuying in a serious tone, "You kid, why didn't you ask anyone to tell your family when such a big thing happened? It was not until Sister Shufen came to me to buy an iron pot that I found out that you had split up the family business.

Even if you want to split the family, you should tell Dad first. Dad will come to you to seek justice. You won’t be left with nowhere to stay and hiding in a cave with a few children. Your mother’s family is not without help..."

As the burly man in front of him spoke, his voice became hoarse.

Yang Xiuying unknowingly drew closer to this strange father.

"My daughter is unfilial and has caused my father a lot of trouble."

Looking at his obedient daughter, Father Yang sighed in his heart that his daughter had finally grown up and become sensible. Fortunately, he arrived in time.

Father Yang turned his back and raised his hand to rub his moist eyes, like a child who had been wronged.

"After hearing the news, Qingfeng and I bought some things and notified a few neighboring uncles to rush over. Tell me, why didn't you take the child back to your mother's house?

That's your home after all. Your mother and I have food to eat, so you and the children won't starve. How can you and the little girls stand living in a cave with drafts on all sides? If you develop a chronic illness, what will happen in the future?"

Yang Xiuying wanted to say that the cave was actually quite good, warm in winter and cool in summer. Wang Baochuan had lived in a cave for ten years, so her own cave was better than the cave.

Looking at her old father who had rushed over in a dusty state, Yang Xiuying swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

"daughter……"

"It's okay." Yang Kui waved his hand. "It's just a family split, so let's split it. Daddy can still bring you delicious food after the family splits. Daddy is still young and it won't be a problem to support you and a few girls."

Father Yang opened the bamboo basket of fat meat and millet on the oxcart and said, "Don't worry, as long as daddy is here, you and the girls will not go hungry."

The helpers called by Yang's father were all relatives of the family. The host family had to provide them with meals, which were usually brown rice porridge, but these were all relatives of the Yang family, so they couldn't eat too badly. Yang's father specially bought some millet, cooked it into a thin paste, added some fat meat, and made some black flour steamed buns, so that they didn't eat too badly.

The uncles of the Yang family also came up and looked at Yang Xiuying and said with a smile:

"Xiuying, even if there's nothing to eat, we uncles and aunts will still come and help."

"Yes, we are a family that is connected even if our bones are broken."

"Don't worry, we promise to give you a good house. You can just eat vegetable porridge, and save the meat and millet for the children."

"Yeah, these girls are skinny. I told your father at the beginning that I don't agree with you marrying here."

Yang Xiuying was filled with grief. These were all relatives who cared about her. "Thank you, uncles and aunts! Don't worry, there's enough food! Let's eat rice!"

Yang Kui looked at his daughter in surprise, then looked at the bamboo basket on the ox cart.

Where does this rice come from?

Taohua, holding the chicken in her hand, tried to smooth things over for Yang Xiuying, saying, "Don't worry, Grandpa. Grandma gave us half a bag of rice, so we have rice to eat."

When Yang Kui heard about half a bag of rice, he frowned. How could the Zhao family afford just half a bag of rice!