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

The headman's house is in the west of the village, and Chunsheng's house is at the easternmost end of the village.

Xiao Qiu Sheng ran in front, while Song Jinxiu and Song Jinfang each helped Fuquan push the cart.

Along the way, the aunts and ladies we met greeted us warmly.

"Chunsheng is out of the hospital? His legs are better now, right?"

"It's okay, but I can't walk around yet."

"That's right. A broken bone takes a hundred days to heal. Eh? Isn't this Sanya? Aren't you? Huh? You weren't sold?"

Song Jinxiu couldn't help but feel upset.

"Aunt, why do you ask that? We broke off our relationship because they wanted to sell Jinxiu. How could they sell my sister too?" Song Chunsheng frowned.

"Oh, now you are rich, aren't you? All the donated money has been returned, and you are still building a house and treating your legs. People in the village say that you sold San Ya..." The aunt who was speaking smiled at Jinxiu a little embarrassedly.

Song Jinfang was not happy about them talking about her sister like that, so she said loudly:

"No, it's not! My sister saved a noble man's life. In return for that, he gave us some money, so we built the house. Besides, we still need to buy land."

"Oh, is that so? Who's the fool spreading rumors? I've always said that you guys are blessed. Saving a life isn't easy, and you deserve to be rewarded."

Two foolish gossipers, one was eating melon seeds with his hands on his stomach, and the other was picking his yellow teeth with a melon seed shell, and they were looking over here.

It was Widow Sun and Song Erzhu's wife Qian Daya.

Widow Sun frowned and pouted, "Huh? Second sister-in-law, look, are those the ones walking over there?"

"Aren't they those bastards? Are they back from the hospital? Then go talk to Sanzhu and ask him to stop them."

Widow Sun ate a bad melon seed and quickly spat it out.

“Pooh, pooh, pooh.

Why did you stop me? Didn't you hear Wuya shouting so loudly? Didn't I say the money was a reward from my lifesaver? We are no longer related, so how could someone give you the money they got as a reward?

"Isn't Sanzhu their biological father? Even if the relationship is severed, he's still their biological father. Why can't they keep him?"

"Come on, when the whole village donated money to Chunsheng to treat his leg, I said we should give him some, after all he is Sanzhu's biological son. Others have given money, but we don't. This is too extreme.

You guys were clamoring and refusing to give in, and you didn't care, but who knew that several elders would curse us, the three pillars?

Second sister-in-law is urging us, Sanzhu, to go and ask for money? We, Sanzhu, still have some dignity. If we want money, why don’t you let Second Brother go? "

Qian Daya choked. This second-married widow, Sun, was really annoying. She never knew how to be respectful when talking to her, her second sister-in-law. But she couldn't do anything about it.

This is the sweetheart of the third brother. If he speaks harshly to her, her eyes will turn red in front of him and she will squeeze out a few drops of cat urine, and the third brother will rush over to make trouble with the head of the family.

Also, because Widow Sun came with all her belongings when she married, including a house and several acres of land as a dowry, even her parents-in-law turned a blind eye to her.

Ah! The old third brother's wife is still the best. She does whatever she is told to do. If she is not happy, she will tell the third brother and he will beat her up to vent his anger.

Qian Daya rolled her eyes, turned around and went home.

She had to go home quickly and tell her mother-in-law that those ungrateful people were not only building houses but also buying land. She didn't know if she had any money left.

Widow Sun snorted coldly. She also couldn't stand this family. What kind of brains do they have?

The breaking of the engagement caused such a big fuss that not only Songjia Village but also the neighboring villages knew about it.

Now that he has money, you want his money, and you only want the money, not the person. What good things are you thinking about?

Widow Sun really couldn't afford to lose face with that person. She always liked to scheme, but she also wanted a reputation. She was the kind of self-proclaimed smart person who wanted both... and a good reputation.

If it were her, asking for money would not be a problem.

This person needs to be melted by emotions.

Be nice to him, speak softly when necessary, and show your true feelings when necessary.

As long as you perform sincerely and as long as he thinks you are doing him good, then it's basically done.

Wasn't Song Sanzhu like this, held in her palm? What about those children?

She knew what to do, but she just wouldn't say it.

She is a stepmother and is destined to be a different kind of person from her ex-husband's children.

In the eyes of the children, I am the culprit who caused their mother to be divorced. How can I expect them to be filial to me when I am old? I am afraid they will wish I were dead soon!

So she would have loved to have those children separated from their parents. Who would want to be someone's stepmother? It's a thankless job.

Besides, what’s the point of saying it?

It is the three pillars who put in the effort, brains and energy to pretend to be good people. Can the benefits they get be given to the three wives?

No, the old man only thinks about Dalang and Erlang.

As for her own son, huh, don't think she can't see it. These two old guys have always suspected that their second son Song Youcai is not their biological grandson.

Several times she saw these two old men pulling her and her ex-husband's sons Youtian and Youcai to watch.

Humph, how could two brothers born from the same mother not look alike? Does this prove that these two children have the same father?

It's impossible to prove that there is a father. Youtian's father has been dead for ten years. Could it be that Youcai is the child of her and the dead ghost?

What a bunch of idiots.

If Song Sanzhu wasn't good-looking and simple-minded and easy to manipulate, she would really look down on the Song family if she wanted to find a father for her child.

The four brothers and sisters could see from afar that their yard was bustling with activity.

Song Qingshan, the eldest son of the village head and Song Fusheng's father, came over with a smile.

"Chunsheng is back?"

"Uncle," Song Chunsheng called out, and quickly got out of the car. He supported himself under his armpits with crutches, bent his plastered leg, and stood up.

Song Qingshan looked at the plaster on his leg and asked, "What's that white thing on your leg?"

"It's a plaster cast. Wrapping it like this will keep my leg safe inside. After a few days, when the bone has solidified and settled, I'll knock it open."

Song Qingshan bent down and knocked on it, praising it. "Oh, this thing is good, it looks like a tortoise shell. Plaster? Could this be the plaster that San Ya came up with?"

Song Jinfang said proudly, "Yes, that's what my sister thought. Uncle, my sister is very smart. Doctor Li even said that my sister is a genius."

"Really? Sanya's brain is really good."

Everyone was talking and laughing, and Song Qingshan pointed to the yard and said:

"The frames of the main hall and the east wing are basically complete, and we just need to wait for the east wing to be built before we can put up the beams.

Your village head grandfather said that you have to choose an auspicious day for raising the beam, and have someone calculate the time, so that the family can have a stable home and prosperous descendants."

Song Jinxiu quickly said, "I'm sorry to have troubled Second Grandpa, Uncle, and Second Uncle."

"We are a family now, so we shouldn't say such foreign words. Besides, your second uncle and I are just like the villagers, earning fifteen cents a day."

Song Jinxiu said, "Fifteen cents is not enough. Uncle Da not only works, but also manages this business. Uncle Er is also like this. He sleeps here at night and watches over things. How can he only take the wages of a laborer?"

Song Qingshan laughed and said, "What's the matter? Are you going to give me a bonus for being a manager?"

Song Jinxiu nodded, "Well, isn't this as it should be?"

"Okay, you," Song Qingshan nodded at Song Jinxiu, then looked at Chunsheng and asked, "Chunsheng, do you want to give uncle more money?"

Song Chunsheng quickly said, "No extra money. When my leg is healed, I'll buy some wine for uncle."

"Well, that's right, San Ya, it seems that you are still on the wrong track with your uncle!" He pointed at Song Jinxiu and shook his head, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Song Jinxiu had no choice but to say, "Then, I'll buy some meat for uncle."

Song Jinfang: "I'll buy it too"

Xiao Qiusheng: "And me, I'll buy some wine too."

"Hahaha, okay, then uncle will wait for the wine and the meat."