Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Songjia Village, Lunshan County, Kunzhou, Cangwu State.

Song Shitou's home.

"Don't sell my sister, don't sell my sister."

Song Jinxiu had a splitting headache, and in her ears were the heart-wrenching cries of a child and the noise that came and went.

"Oh, kid, why are you so angry? Isn't it good to follow Mr. Zhao and enjoy the good life? Why are you so upset that you want to bang your head against the wall?"

The aunt sighed helplessly. This Sanya was usually very quiet, but she didn't expect that she had the courage to commit suicide.

"It's better to be dead. You're more valuable dead. Landlord Liu's family is looking for a girl for his son's ghost marriage!"

The harsh voice came from the original owner's grandmother, Old Lady Song.

"If my sister dies, I will burn this broken house down. Since you won't let us live, then we won't live anymore."

A thin young man, his hands clinging to the door frame, his eyes blazing with anger and teeth gnashing. The scars on his face, due to anger and tension, were particularly hideous and terrifying.

Everyone was shocked, and even Old Lady Song couldn't help but take a step back.

This kid's eyes are so scary.

And that face.

Then, she glared back fiercely, as if her dignity was violated.

Sitting in the main hall were Old Master Song, his eldest son Song Dazhu, and his third son, Song Sanzhu, the original owner's father.

There was a commotion outside about selling a girl, but in the room three grown men were smoking silently without saying a word.

Hearing the young man's rebellious words, Song Dazhu looked at his third brother with dissatisfaction and scolded him, "That's outrageous."

Song Sanzhu stood up suddenly, walked to his eldest son in three or two steps, and slapped him without saying a word.

"How dare you talk to your grandma, you bastard?"

The boy staggered after being hit, his broken leg went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Song Sanzhu looked at his son with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

It's all because of that woman Tian Xinghua. She gave birth to four children. The eldest son is disabled, the youngest son is stupid, and the two money-losing sons are more disobedient than each other.

What the witch said is true. Wouldn’t a child born from an unlucky star be filled with bad luck?

Now I have been scolded by my elder brother and my father is unhappy with me.

He looked at his eldest son and daughter with disgust. They were both burdens and rebellious. It would be better to sell them so that he would have less trouble.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Sun. This woman was indeed a good woman, blessed with good fortune. She gave birth to a smart son for him, who went to school at the age of seven and was even praised by the teacher.

Sun was watching the fun from the side.

She could encourage Old Lady Song to sell her granddaughter, but she knew she couldn't do it herself.

The stepmother has a difficult job, as her son wants to take the imperial examination and his reputation is very important.

Being looked at by her own man, she quickly held her forehead with her hand to hide the smile in the corner of her eyes, came over and pulled the man's arm, and said softly: "The child is still young, why are you angry with him?"

Then she advised the boy, "Stop making trouble, kid. San Ya is naive, but are you not naive too? Zhao Yuanwai is a little older, but older people are more caring, understand?"

Besides, they promised to give you twenty taels. If you have money, wouldn't it be a good opportunity to find a wife for you? Why don't you know what's good for you, kid? "

"Evil woman, stop pretending to be a good person. Do you think I don't know that it was all instigated by you? Since you think it's a good idea, just marry him and stop causing trouble for my sister." The young man lay on the ground.

"Husband, I am so kind-hearted, wuwuwu..." Sun wiped her tears in grievance.

"How do you talk to your mother? Who are you acting like a master in front of? Huh?"

Song Sanzhu was so angry that he kicked his eldest son.

Song Jinxiu finally took over the original owner's memories.

Damn, she had traveled through time. She had traveled to this small mountain village in an unknown dynasty.

The original owner's grandfather, Song Dashi, was fifty-eight years old. He married Old Lady Song when she was eighteen, and they had thirteen children. Of those, four sons and two daughters survived to adulthood.

They are Song Dazhu, Song Erzhu, Song Sanzhu, Song Shuangwu, Song Shuanghua, and the youngest Song Sizhu.

The four sons and two daughters have all started their own families and careers.

The original owner’s father was the third child, Song Sanzhu, and his mother was Tian Xinghua.

It is said that the mother was a jinx and would bring bad luck to her children. The eldest brother went hunting in the mountains and fell off a cliff, breaking his leg and disfiguring his face. It was all because of the mother's misfortune.

My younger brother didn't learn to talk and walk until he was three years old. He was timid and dull, which was also caused by my mother.

It is said that it will also bring bad luck to your husband.

So my father hurriedly divorced my mother.

He then married his lover, Widow Sun from the next village.

Sun married with her seven-year-old son, who was said to be Song Sanzhu's.

This is a typical case of a scumbag having an extramarital affair.

This man divorced his wife and married another woman, and even found a plausible reason for himself.

This scumbag is the original owner's biological father.

Watching his scumbag father kicking his brother again and again, the boy hunched over, protected his head, and did not move.

Song Jinxiu felt that the word "father" had been tarnished by the scumbag.

Is he going to kick his own son to death before he stops?

Looking at the entire family, no one, young or old, men or women, stepped forward to intervene. Even Old Master Song in the room had a stone face and said nothing.

Trash, the whole family is trash.

Maybe it was because she had just traveled through time, but Song Jinxiu felt that she was also unable to do it.

She wanted to stand up to stop it, but her body seemed to be out of control.

It seems that it will take time for the soul and spirit to be in harmony.

"Stop," she couldn't let this scumbag continue kicking her, but her voice was hoarse.

In fact, even if she spoke loudly, this scumbag probably wouldn't listen.

"Wu Ya, go and ask the clan leader or the village head to come and administer justice. Go quickly."

Song Jinxiu pushed the girl who was crying while hugging her thigh.

This is the original owner's sister. It was this child who kept holding her legs and refused to let go.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Ya was grabbed by the collar by her stepmother Sun.

She was just there to watch the fun, and when she glanced over, she saw two mean girls, San Ya and Wu Ya, talking to each other.

Although I didn't hear clearly what he said, it was self-evident that the child was going to run outside. He must be going to get help.

She had finally gotten Old Lady Song to agree to sell San Ya, so how could she let her run away?

This matter was done quietly, but now it has become known to everyone. Will the reputation still be there?

"What's this for? Sanzhu, is there anyone who hits a child like this?"

At this moment, the gate of the yard was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a group of people rushed in.

The leader was the village head.

It turned out that Tietou, the child of Song Dashi's neighbor on the right, climbed up the locust tree to pick locust flowers and happened to see Song Sanzhu playing Chunsheng.

Tietou and Chunsheng are good friends. Seeing him being beaten, he got anxious and wanted to come over to stop the fight.

As a neighbor, Tietou's mother also heard the noise in the Song family and the crying children.

She said, "You might not be able to persuade them if you go. Go to the village head's house and ask him to come over. There's something fishy going on in the Song family today. It seems they want to sell San Ya."

Song Tietou ran towards the headman's house.

Seeing the village head coming, Song Jinxiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Old Master Song and Uncle Song hurried out of the house.

"Li Zheng, why are you here?"

"What? If I don't come, are you going to watch Sanzhu beat his son to death?"

The head of the village looked pale as he looked at the blood on Chunsheng's mouth and glared at Old Man Song with a bad look.

The kid has internal injuries from the beating. He must have put in a lot of effort.

Old Lady Song complained, "Village Head, if a child is disobedient, it's only natural for his father to teach him a lesson. Isn't that right? Whose child hasn't been beaten by their father?"

"Yes, it's normal for children to be beaten, but beating them like this is excessive."

"That's right, Chunsheng is vomiting blood, please don't really beat him to death."

The villagers condemned Song Sanzhu for being too cruel, as the victim was his own son.

A bowl of water appeared in front of her. Song Jinxiu quickly took it and drank two sips, and her burning throat felt better.

Only then did she notice the little kid beside her.

little brother?

Song Qiu Sheng is seven years old, but he looks only five years old. He doesn't cry or make a fuss, but just looks at you with his eyes wide open.

How could this child be stupid? How could a stupid child notice that his throat was sore? How could he bring himself water?

This is obviously malnutrition!

After patting her younger brother's head, Song Jinxiu stood up shakily, walked to her brother and checked his injuries.

"Hey, Sanya, what happened? Why is your head covered in blood?"

Only then did everyone see that Song Jinxiu's head and face were covered in blood, which looked extremely scary.

"Stone, what on earth is going on?"

The village head was angry.